tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31071518449611152024-03-13T22:00:37.902+02:00not another blogthe life of a teenage boy, written from a keyboard across many continents, read by youKhaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.comBlogger306125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-20108777330541038452010-02-04T19:48:00.001+02:002010-02-04T19:50:44.957+02:00Butterfly On A Flower<center><img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/2932/dsc0000621.jpg" /><br />A portrait by my ten year old sister.</center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-26637124432128538022010-01-29T20:30:00.002+02:002010-01-29T21:35:37.373+02:00Winter Break In Pictures<center><img src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/1669/dsc000812.jpg" /><br />The view from Al-qal3a in amman.<br /><br /><img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/571/dsc00154n.jpg" /><br />We watched alot of films including Seven Pounds and Avatar.<br /><br /><img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/599/dsc00151tq.jpg" /><br />Heating chestnuts on a soobet 3'az.<br /><br /><img src="http://img651.imageshack.us/img651/214/dsc00054v.jpg" /><br />No holiday is complete without the occasional Facebook and Youtube.<br /><br /><img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/8717/dsc00080m.jpg" /><br />Going to the roman theater for sightseeing.<br /><br /><img src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/190/dsc00041n.jpg" /><br />Watching a football game and eating junk food.<br /><br /><img src="http://img39.imageshack.us/img39/3434/dsc00217li.jpg" /><br />Madloo2ah made by my mother.<br /><br /><img src="http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/8917/21012010060.jpg" /><br />Going to Hashem in the balad with my friends.<br /><br /><img src="http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/7686/dsc00169h.jpg" /><br />Home made shawerma made by our friends mother.<br /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-91027225329032711302010-01-18T22:20:00.000+02:002010-01-18T22:21:40.289+02:00Unique Taxis Are No Better<div style="text-align: justify;">If you have been following along with my blog, you’ll know how much I love taxi drivers. Anyone less fortunate than the rest of us will usually transform into a taxi driver. Bare in mind, taxi drivers are a different race than human beings, due to their abnormal traits and despicable behavior.<br /><br />I was fed up with normal taxis and there was a hype going on in Amman for this unique taxi. Why they saw this taxi to be difference between heaven and hell, whereas all I could see was a taxi painted in silver and with a larger fare, I do not know. Personally I don’t judge anyone or anything until I actually try it out.<br /><br />Which is were we get to the story. My father, who takes me to school and returns me every day, decides to go back to Britain for business, it’s up to my mum to take me. I haven’t been to Britain for four years now and I think my friends forgot me from the first year, but that’s another story.<br /><br />Now I would go and find a taxi, but at 6 am trying to find a taxi, when in the first place you live in the middle of nowhere and it would take a good half an hour to get to a main road, which in turn is filled with other people waiting for a taxi as well – I’m not doing any of that. I asked my mum to take me at first, but she is too busy and too tired, and she hates the caveman of a son I am in the first place. She says I’m a caveman because I grunt, I forage the fridge too much, and my room looks like a cave.<br /><br />Personally, I don’t know what is tiring about driving. All you do is press the pedal and rotate the steering wheel a few degrees left or right. If I had a license I would drive myself. And, the tiredness of driving would compensate for having to walk in the cold for half an hour, wait for a taxi that wants to pick you up, bare with the taxis unfunny jokes, etc.<br /><br />So my mum called the unique taxi, so it’d come at 7am. It came at 8am. This actually happened four or five times – what’s ridiculous is that each time the center would send us a new taxi with a new taxi driver; he’d get lost yet again, and arrive an hour late. What’s worse is that we corrected the address about six times, and each time it’d still be the incorrect address and he’d get lost again.<br /><br />The taxi driver himself looks like he came out of the slums, except he’s wearing a uniform and actually shaved and showered – well most of them anyway. I thought they’d be a bit better than normal taxis, but I was wrong. They moan about how you came two minutes late even when he was an hour late, he moans about how you closed the door too hard or too soft, and he moans about how he has no idea were my school is.<br /><br />One taxi driver was so bad that I was going to direct him, he feels insulted by this gesture and says he knows the place by heart – twenty minutes later he asks for directions. The so called navigator is a gimmick, all that gadget does on his dashboard is make an interesting popping sound when the screen is touched, so he annoyingly presses it multiple times just to show he has an expensive device that’s better than any of your devices. And to be honest, all he puts into his magical device is the time of the journey and where to and where from the journey is. Way to go.<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-79365131588854081362009-12-04T20:30:00.003+02:002009-12-04T22:31:36.266+02:00Taxi Driver And Smoking<div style="text-align: justify;">I was riding with a taxi driver yesterday, and the strange person decides to convert his taxi into a public transport bus by stopping for two girls and loading them since they were supposedly on my journey route anyway.<br /><br />So the girl in the back wants to smoke, after she takes out a cigarette and lights it, the driver says:<br /><br />Driver: Smoking in the taxi is forbidden.<br />Girl: But I've already lighted it.<br />Driver: No please throw it out.<br />Girl: I can open the window.<br />Driver: No I have an infection in my lungs whenever I smell cigarette smoke.<br />Girl: OK I'll throw it out.<br /><br />Later on when the taxi drops off the girl, he takes out a pack of cigarettes from his glove compartment and lights a cigarette.<br /><br />Me: I thought you had an infection in your lungs.<br />Driver: (Chuckles to himself) Stupid girls.<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-12867983306705724132009-11-27T15:28:00.000+02:002009-11-27T15:34:44.670+02:00Eid Mubarak<center><img src="http://img697.imageshack.us/img697/921/eids.jpg" /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-60712826860506181682009-11-04T17:42:00.005+02:002009-11-04T18:32:34.984+02:00Memories<center><img src="http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/7665/47328044.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This is a photo I found buried in my fathers hard drive. My father keeps many photos dating back from 1998 on his hard drive and they move with him from a computer to another when he upgrades. I copied the entire photo folder and began looking through it.<br /><br />Lots of memories came back from looking at ancient almost forgotten photos. Alot of them where from when I was in Britain before I came to Jordan. This photo was taken sometime back in 2005, on the last day of school in Britain.<br /><br />Sports day in the UK is a day at the end of school when the entire school takes the day off of regular activities to participate in sports and games. Its one of the many missing parts of our educational system in Jordan. Below is another picture of me, but taken a few days ago. You can use it to see how things have moved along in about four or five years.<br /></div><br /><center><img src="http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/7931/85723003.jpg" /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-74927710899223841832009-10-27T16:21:00.004+02:002009-10-27T17:28:40.834+02:00People I Hate In Life<div style="text-align: justify;">There are alot of good people in this world, people who will treat you like you treat them, forgive you when you make mistakes, be there for you when you need them. Some people on the other hand, will expect alot from you and do nothing, treat you badly even when you treat them well, and make your mistakes big deals. Here are a few people I really hate.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ungratefuls</span>, who will forget everything you have done for them on a single mistake. They will usually have never done anything for you, and if they did they would make a big deal out of it and remind you of it whenever they saw you.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hypocrites</span>, people who will make it look like you are the best person ever when you are around, and will agree with every word you say just to get some benefit out of you. Then when they meet someone else who has more benefits, they will completely forget you and treat you like vermin.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Superheroes</span>, people who think they are the savior of all humanity, and if it were not for them we we would still be hitting two stones together to make fire. They enjoy boasting alot and despise their competition. If they think of something, it must be right. Superheroes never make mistakes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Taxis</span>, and if you have been following along with my blog for some time, you'll know what I'm talking about. Sure, there are alot of good taxi drivers doing their job for God and the country. But there are some taxis that are the scum of earth. I've <a href="http://ksharif.blogspot.com/2007/09/taxi-drivers-worst-species.html">wrote</a> <a href="http://ksharif.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-ride-amman-taxi.html">about</a> <a href="http://ksharif.blogspot.com/2009/07/boycott-all-taxi-drivers.html">them</a> <a href="http://ksharif.blogspot.com/2009/07/conversations-with-taxis.html">before</a>.<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-81591210663293855582009-10-17T21:24:00.000+02:002009-10-17T21:25:05.256+02:00World Of Warcraft Addiction<center><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8hfK3RQs2g&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8hfK3RQs2g&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-31699436641217457492009-10-10T11:53:00.002+02:002009-10-10T11:58:11.967+02:00My Photo Journal<div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;">I grew up as a kid loving to take photographs; my dad would lend me his digital camera when we would go on trips and I would go crazy taking photographs of everything that could see. Over time I have collected several photographs from some of my journeys around the world. Here are six of my best photographs I have chosen to share with you.<br /></div><br /><center><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2570/3955776469_dcfdfea06d.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Edinburgh, Britian</span><br /><br /><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2588/3955776039_7a0a3107c9.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">London, Britian</span><br /><br /><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3955631479_aecfbebbb9.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Al-Aqsa, Palestine</span><br /><br /><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2497/3955631087_b92161d9f4.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Paris, France</span><br /><br /><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2532/3955629833_12519c8c75.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Medina, Saudi Arabia</span><br /><br /><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/3956409406_b2d4f22e2a.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Al-Aqsa, Palestine</span><br /><br /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-41875345161313463002009-10-09T13:16:00.002+02:002009-10-09T13:22:15.727+02:00Voice Recognition Software<center><img src="http://bangalore.click.in/classifieds/images/13_6_2009_7_57_9265_Nuance_Dragon_NaturallySpeaking_Preferred_10.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This blog post was typed entirely using voice recognition software. People can say 120 words a minute but only type around 40 words a minute which makes for a big difference when using voice recognition software compared to using the keyboard.<br /><br />I've only tried software built into Windows to recognize my voice but I only found it to be more time-consuming and full of mistakes, whereas if I used the keyboard I would've been faster.<br /><br />The found a software for voice-recognition called Naturally speaking and I've used it for typing many Word documents and solving many school worksheets. The program itself adapts to your voice every time you use it to type your documents.<br /><br />In comparison to the built-in voice recognition in Windows, this program allows for much more accurate recognition of voice producing fewer mistakes, and in the end you type much faster and get more things done in the same time.<br /><br />I would recommend this software to anyone who finds typing large documents on the keyboard to be difficult or time-consuming. Even if you're like me and didn't find anything particularly wrong with typing on the keyboard, you would appreciate the speed of typing documents with voice recognition software.<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-83579578168116987402009-10-03T09:11:00.008+02:002009-12-05T13:22:38.066+02:00Names Around The House<div style="text-align: justify;">Here around the house we usually have names for each other. Coming from a British background we tend to have strange english nicknames between us in our family, that come from their actions to others. Obviously no one gives a nickname to himself but other siblings give them nicknames.<br /><br />For example, my brother is called the wind up merchant. The name means some one who is so good at annoying people he does it for a living. My brother usually makes stupid comments on just about anything and accompanies it with a cheesy grin on his face. This is usually why he has bruises on his arms.<br /><br />My sister is called the miserable girl. She has just about everything yet she is so grumpy she goes around the house with the largest scowl on her face. My father usually tells her to smile but we are afraid her face might crack because she has never smiled in her life. Her scowl is usually scary because she will eat, drink and sleep with it on her face.<br /><br />And I am nicknamed Kevin the teenager. If you ever watched british comedy, you will know kevin as the angry, grumpy teenager who lost the power of rational thinking, has a hunched back, and has no control of his arms. He usually yells out between grunts phrases like "I hate you", "This is so unfair", and "For gods sake". Check out the video below to see the brilliant Kevin the teenager comedy.<br /></div><br /><center><object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLuEY6jN6gY&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dLuEY6jN6gY&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-56034833459980346372009-09-24T09:02:00.004+02:002009-09-24T09:30:21.224+02:00Parking In Jordan<center><img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/446/dsc00038copy.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">We are known for double and triple parking here in Amman, but sometimes it just gets even worse, usually around prayers. This mosque, known by the people in the area as Masjid Abu Eid, is a nightmare before and after prayers. People will come and literally park their cars in the middle of the road - as in the middle of road.<br /><br />To make it worse people come and begin to fill in the gaps between cars and you end up with the entire road next to the mosque blocked. Some people will even defy the purpose of pavements and park their cars on them, so pedestrians must start walking on the streets and get run over.<br /><br />The imam of the mosque addresses the people many times about the subject, but he could save his breath because no one really listens and they make special excuses for themselves and do the opposite of what people tell them. Its like when they asked people to avoid kissing in Eid and everyone made sure they kissed everyone they could find.<br /></div><br /><center><img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/2250/dsc00037copy.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/3977/dsc00036copy.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/2679/dsc00035copy.jpg" /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-71089169354023019952009-09-21T08:53:00.002+02:002009-09-21T09:04:10.275+02:00Download Limitation<center><img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/5e7koh.jpg" /></center><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I have a 2 Mb/s connection, from Orange, which supposedly has a 12 GB monthly limitation. Strangely enough, as you can see in the picture from JDownloader, I've downloaded over 23 GB this month and my connection speed is still soaring. Its rather peculiar because service from Orange used to be very bad, until once my father called them and complained about everything to a supervisor. Now even the livebox connection always works, although the internet stops working about once a week, which is normal from Orange. Can anyone explain why I have unlimited download limitation?<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-3236884752207526332009-09-21T07:54:00.010+02:002009-09-21T08:33:00.991+02:00Eid Mubarak<center><img src="http://www.mahjoob.com/aecartoons/6671b1771ecb7f5s.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This will not be your normal, everyday mandatory post about Eid. In fact, this post will more or less talk about some strange things we do in Eid. It is rather sad to see that, apart from a few people, we do the same routines every year. Take Eid for example, we usually go to the exact same houses in just about the same order every year, and this makes it rather boring.<br /><br />Every eid visit will usually go like the following, knock on someones door after arriving without invitation, then when it opens we go in and start kissing and hugging each other while joking about swine flu and how the minister told us not to kiss or hug during his speech.<br /><br />One thing you must not get wrong is remembering which females are related to you and which ones arent, and the proper Jordanian way to kiss, which goes left, right, right, and usually one more right to be more annoying. You could also grow a extra spiky beard so young children who kiss you get red cheeks.<br /><br />Everyone will sit down on very uncomfortable chairs or sofas - why they make chairs with wooden backs, I will never know. The topics that come up are rather strange, of course I am never part of them but I always catch a phrase or two while I am between awake and asleep.<br /><br />Our family meeting that usually takes place in someones house on Eid is quite a joke. Up to twenty people are in the room at the same time and you cannot hear a thing because they are all shouting in loud voices and arguing. There isnt anywhere to sit so I usually get cramped next to a very old person who smells, or I stay standing for a quarter of an hour.<br /><br />Back to topic, the ma3moul they serve is not only unhealthy but also not anywhere near edible. It usually comes coated with powdered sugar that gets on my new shirt, or tastes very bland and is extremely large. Also, the chocolates - unless from Galaxy or Quality Street or something similar, usually end up in my pocket.<br /><br />At the end of my day, my pockets will be bulging and I empty them on my desk. All the chocolates will go to my younger brother, who happily eats them with their wrapper still on them. By the way, all my family - mother, brothers and sister - went to Nablus to celebrate Eid. I refused to go their and babysit a dozen children, so I stayed behind with my father.</div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-86169230169096205702009-09-19T08:36:00.006+02:002009-09-19T10:32:37.033+02:00Minesweeper The Movie<div style="text-align: justify;">If the minesweeper game on Windows was made real, this would be its movie trailer. This is a rather funny comedy trailer by College Humour. And while we are on the subject, check out this other video of a parody of Halo 3 online multiplayer.<br /></div><br /><center><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LHY8NKj3RKs&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LHY8NKj3RKs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object><br /><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTxO_pgMqys&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTxO_pgMqys&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-43504691594741525332009-09-17T15:43:00.005+02:002009-09-17T16:09:18.397+02:00Ramadan Feast Guide<center><img src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/9813/69855979.jpg" /></center><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">How to know if your Ramadan feast is an absolute disaster:</span></span><br /><br /><ul style="text-align: justify;"><li>If your guests come an hour late know that they were warned of your food and ate at home without telling you.</li><li>If you place the food on the table and they volunteer to give it out know that they don't find it appetizing to start with.</li><li>If your guests forget about your food and start eating and complementing your dates, know that your food was horrible.</li><li>If you taste your food and it doesn't taste too good, know that it really is a disaster, because food tastes better when you're hungry.</li><li>If your guests don't finish your food, know that they didn't like it. If they finish the food, know you didn't make enough.</li></ul>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-69601083210791592412009-09-13T16:59:00.005+02:002009-09-13T17:48:38.649+02:00Helping Myself<div style="text-align: justify;">In my household iftaar isn't always very good, it is usually what is leftover from yestarday, and I find it bland and unsatisfying. Either that, or it would be bamyeh or fasoolyeh. I always tell my dear mother to be creative when making dinner, she sometimes is and sometimes she isn't.<br /><br />So sometimes I decide to go and help myself. The local corner shop is a few blocks away and I usually go there to buy a ton of stuff to feed myself. Its sort of like cavemen go to hunt for prey but in the twenty first century - although many still think of me as a caveman.<br /><br />Back to the point, today was one of those days, so I went to the shop and bought myself a whole ton of food. All extremely nutritional of course, no doubt in that. I ended up spending around three or four dinars, of course my mother told me it will all go in the toliet in the end.</div><br /><center><br /><img src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/4277/13092009957.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/9247/13092009958.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/2306/13092009959.jpg" /><br /></center><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />As seen in the photo I took, starting from left - two apple juice cartons, an Indomie packet, wafers from Eisberg, chewing gum, my favourite Kiwi and Lime juice, Galaxy chocolates, a bottle of water to avoid constipation, four ice cream bars, more fruit juices, M&Ms of course, two cheap Jordanian chocolates, and Dance biscuits.<br /><br />And for those of you who think I'm fat or something, think again. All my old relatives tell me I have to get fatter for some reason and I am too weak. According to <a href="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/7208/32136771.jpg">this BMI calculator</a> I programmed myself, my Body Mass Index is 18. And if you're into that sort of stuff, I programmed it for this <a href="http://hs.spoj.pl/problems/HS09BMI/">event</a>.<br /></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-5823661515842661312009-09-11T10:16:00.003+02:002009-09-11T21:55:51.205+02:00New Computer<div style="text-align: justify;">A few months ago my aging computer from eMachines, which is no longer called that these days anyway, finally moved on to another life when a power surge fried the entire machine, even though there was no lightning and we have a circuit breaker.<br /><br />A week ago I decided it was time for a new computer. I needed a high performance computer for my daily use, from programming to modeling and slight gaming. My father promised me a computer of my choice when my results came out so I decided to see Stallion Computers, a computer store in Swefieh.<br /><br />I only knew about the store from a few newspaper ads and from Hani Obaid - whom I have no idea were he went - but the store is great and the offer I took was rather good. I modified its specifications a bit from the default they were offering and I haggled the price down a bit.<br /><br />Anyway the computer is here now, I must say the service I got from the store was very good, the staff are very friendly and understand what they are doing. The computer I got has the following specifications:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> Core 2 Quad 2.66 Ghz</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> 3GB DDR2 Ram</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> XFX Nvidia 250 GTS 1GB</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> 400 Watt Power supply</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> 320 GB Hard Drive</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> 4 Speakers with Subwoofer</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">> 19 Inch Samsung Monitor</span><br /><br />The transition to my first custom built computer is a very unique and satisfying one. I am usually the multitasking, having rather heavy programs open such as Photoshop, After effects and Dev c++, along with Firefox and other similar programs.<br /><br />In addition to being able to do all of this, I can now play games that demand alot of power rather easily and at maximum settings. For example, my current build can play Crysis at 1440x900 with all on Very High with elegance. Most other computers fail to do this.<br /><br />The following are a few pictures from my current setup. Those of you who saw my previous post about my workspace will notice its much more elegant, so to say. Anyway, more posts about this subject will come soon, for now some photos.<br /></div><br /><center><img src="http://img30.imageshack.us/img30/4488/11092009950.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/4787/11092009951.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/2883/11092009953.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img231.imageshack.us/img231/876/11092009954.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/2931/11092009956.jpg" /><br /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-31924294820805226512009-08-24T15:54:00.004+02:002009-08-24T15:57:33.848+02:00Taxi Man<div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;">Here is a video I found while around the internet, about a taxi driver telling us about the districts of Amman. I know the guy is a taxi driver and thinks he is superior, but he is rather funny. He should try out stand up comedy one day. At least it'll get him a bit more than taxi driving.<br /></div><br /><center><object width="640" height="377"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://www.aramram.com/sites/all/themes/aramram-improved/videoplayer2/videoplayer3.swf?cPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fepisode%2F170&pPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fall%2Fthemes%2Faramram-improved%2Fvideoplayer2%2Fvideoplayer2.swf&iPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fdefault%2Ffiles%2FTaxi_Man_-_EvsW_0.jpg&vPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fdefault%2Ffiles%2FTaxi_Man_-_EvsW.flv&autoPlay=0&autoHide=1" /><embed src="http://www.aramram.com/sites/all/themes/aramram-improved/videoplayer2/videoplayer3.swf?cPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fepisode%2F170&pPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fall%2Fthemes%2Faramram-improved%2Fvideoplayer2%2Fvideoplayer2.swf&iPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fdefault%2Ffiles%2FTaxi_Man_-_EvsW_0.jpg&vPath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.aramram.com%2Fsites%2Fdefault%2Ffiles%2FTaxi_Man_-_EvsW.flv&autoPlay=0&autoHide=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="377"></embed></object></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-75931872996042813172009-08-23T18:30:00.006+02:002009-08-23T20:04:17.877+02:00A Ramadan Prayer<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">دعاء صائم قبل الإفطار</span><br /><br />* * *<br /><br />اللهم نفسي، اللهم بطني<br />اللهم إحفظ مالي<br />اللهم إحفظني من عين الحسود<br />اللهم أطعمني من ما لذ و طاب<br />اللهم إن معدتي جائعة فأطعمها<br />اللهم إن طبقي فارغ فأملئه<br />اللهم إن سيارتي قديمة<br />اللهم إن وظيفتي مملة<br />اللهم إن زوجتي مُتعِبة<br />اللهم إلعن البائعين الدجالين<br />السراقين، المستغلين<br />اللهم إجمعهم عددا<br />وأقتلهم بددا<br />ولا تفارق منهم أحدا<br />اللهم نفسي، اللهم مالي<br />اللهم امين<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">* * *</span><br /></span></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-43722528307753311362009-08-22T19:58:00.004+02:002009-08-22T20:59:37.067+02:00Dabshaat: Part Four<center><img src="http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/6784/qwz4ojqr.jpg" /></center><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Why do idiots (ie. 6afayleh/5alayleh/sa3aydeh) always fast the second day of Ramadan and skip the first?</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Because the first day of Ramadan is always the hardest.</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">This dabsheh was brought to you by Zain. *cheesy tone follows*<br />And the rather ironic image is an ad by Burger King.<br /></span></div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-83613299446527211702009-08-20T20:08:00.004+03:002009-08-20T20:17:17.271+03:00Ramadan Is On Saturday<center><img src="http://www.ammonnews.net/ammoneNewsImage/2009820big7709449.jpeg" /></center><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">According to Ammon News, Saturday will be the first day of Ramadan. I would like to wish you all Ramadan Mubarak and Kol 3am Wa Antum Bi5ayr.</span><br /></div><br /><blockquote><div style="text-align: right;"> عمون - محمد الشاكر - اعلن قاضي القضاة إمام الحضرة الهاشمية د. أحمد هليل ان يوم غد الجمعة هو اليوم المتمم لشهر شعبان وعليه يكون السبت أول ايام شهر رمضان المبارك .<br /><br />جاء إعلان هليل بعد ان عقدت دائرة قاضي القضاة مساء الخميس في مسجد المغفور له الملك الحسين بن طلال، مجلسا شرعيا علميا لتحري هلال شهر رمضان المبارك .<br /><br />وحضر المجلس قاضي القضاة، ووزير الأوقاف، ومحافظ العاصمة ، الأرصاد الجوية، وعدد من الشخصيات المدنية والدينية، وممثلون عن مختلف المؤسسات والدوائر ذات العلاقة، وفلكيون ورجال إعلام.<br /></div></blockquote><br /><br />[<a href="http://www.ammonnews.net/article.aspx?articleNO=43834">source</a>]Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-37843689030920874642009-08-17T18:43:00.003+03:002009-08-17T19:11:04.789+03:00Jordanian Sidewalks Fail<center><span style="font-size:130%;"><img src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/8914/image138t.jpg" /><br />Because olive trees permanently reside there.<br /><br /><img src="http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/3752/image140xxk.jpg" /><br />Because people find them useful for dumping their rubbish.<br /><br /><img src="http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/9805/image143h.jpg" /><br />Because they are where the government decides to place lamp posts.<br /><br /><img src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/3828/image144k.jpg" /><br />Because trash bins have been placed on them.<br /><br /><img src="http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/7813/image149v.jpg" /><br />Because barbarians decide to use them as personal garages.<br /><br /><img src="http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/2063/image150x.jpg" /><br />Because a very clever person placed his tanker on it.</span><center><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ironically, I took all these photos on the street from my house to the local corner shop.</span><br /></center></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-1502783215497865352009-08-13T21:31:00.003+03:002009-08-13T21:45:46.761+03:00Best Movies Ever<center><span style="font-size:180%;">ACTION</span><br /><img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/5351/58422569.jpg" alt="Dark Knight" /><br /><img src="http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/9863/untitlz.jpg" alt="Casino Royale" /><br /><img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/6579/38153398.jpg" alt="300" /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">COMEDY</span><br /><img src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/6674/hgkv.jpg" alt="Meet The Parents" /><br /><img src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/3459/29232867.jpg" alt="Role Models" /><br /><img src="http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/4637/63073465.jpg" alt="Mrs Doubtfire" /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">DRAMA</span><br /><img src="http://img26.imageshack.us/img26/548/ssseed.jpg" alt="Slumdog Millionaire" /><br /><img src="http://img23.imageshack.us/img23/4092/36860663.jpg" alt="Holes" /><br /><img src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/5442/78139775.jpg" alt="Twilight" /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">FANTASY</span><br /><img src="http://img249.imageshack.us/img249/7500/881.jpg" alt="Lord of the Rings" /><br /><img src="http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/3167/ed1z.jpg" alt="Harry Potter" /><br /><img src="http://img38.imageshack.us/img38/9230/ttttf.jpg" alt="War of the Worlds" /><br /></center>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107151844961115.post-36688855493880988322009-08-10T20:54:00.005+03:002009-08-10T21:05:16.867+03:00Getting IGCSE Results<center><img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/7061/img000004d.jpg" /></center><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><br />Just wanted to share my good news with every one: after all the hard work of the past year and having the beloved Xbox 360 taken away for the whole of exams month, I got my IGSCE results today.<br /><br />I woke up this morning to the sound of my mobile ringing. It was my friend who was already at school and taking his exam results. I said "Hello, where are you?", to be replied with a screaming voice yelling "MABROOK! YOU GOT STRAIGHT A STARS!", then he hanged up.<br /><br />My heart almost stopped so I went and had breakfast and called him again. My friend is an example of the boy who cried wolf, so I wasn't really sure he was true. He told me I got six A stars - the A* is an equivalent of 98% when turned to Tawjihi.<br /><br />I told my dad, who started literally skipping around the room. Then he looked at me and said "Why aren't you dressed, we need to go to school and get your certificate!". A few hours later, and I'm back here at home getting ready to go and celebrate somewhere with my friends.</div>Khaledhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09120460583543455087noreply@blogger.com11