<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083</id><updated>2011-10-11T16:08:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Bloggie</title><subtitle type='html'>A PlACe FoR An EsKimO tO SkI~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-116062508310642957</id><published>2006-10-12T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:05:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“忙”</title><content type='html'>“忙”已经是城市人的文明病了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为“忙”，我们开始忘记了家人。。。因为“忙”，我们开始忘记了以前一起玩得很开心的旧同学。。。因为“忙”，我们开始忘记了自己的健康。。。因为“忙”，我们开始把它当成了逃避的借口。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，就是其中一个。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父母问：“你真的有那么忙吗？”， 我说：“我真的很忙”朋友问：“你真得很忙吗？”， 我说：“对不起，我真得很忙”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“忙”已经成了我们的习惯。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时我也会问自己，我真的有那么“忙”吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其他人都说我是为了钱而让自己变得那么“忙”。。。有些则以为我为钱疯了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也就只能无言以对。。。因该说，没有时间澄清。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候，因为太“忙”，我开始迷失了。。“忙”得有点混乱。。。“忙”得有点空虚。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天回到家，都已经是凌晨了。。。躺在床上望着天花板呆呆的想着不知道什么东西的东西。。一秒一秒的过。。。这几个月来，我“忙”得开心过，也“忙”得伤心过。。。尝试过开心得睡不着，也尝试过心理悲疼得无法入眠。。。因为见过太多的东西了。。。太多太多的情绪也因为“忙”而被压抑得难以呼吸。也许是从中学开始吧，我被逼的需要外钢里揉。。。心里再脆弱也不能让其他人看到自己脆弱的一面。。。这也是唯一能在商场上生存的首要条件。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好累。。。真的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，需要一个可以让我放下所有情绪的空间。。。有这个地方吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-116062508310642957?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/116062508310642957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>126</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113915571295655386</id><published>2006-02-06T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:40:26.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-白日梦-</title><content type='html'>以前，小学老师总是喜欢骂我道“黄宗达！现在什么时候了还在发白日梦~！”&lt;br /&gt;那时候的我也不知道为何不能发白日梦，只知道不能在老师面前发白日梦。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能马来西亚的教育里不能容纳他们的学生发梦吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;也因为这样，我开始渐渐忘了发白日梦到底是什么一回事。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，最近我仿佛感觉到白日梦渐渐的回来了。。。&lt;br /&gt;一个已经与我失散多年的感觉好像回来了。。。&lt;br /&gt;有人说人生如梦。。。&lt;br /&gt;而我倒觉得人生如一场白日梦。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为何？&lt;br /&gt;因为。。。&lt;br /&gt;我。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以为能与一斑相好的朋友开开心心的相处，哪里知道朋友突然跟我说“我们要再见了”。。&lt;br /&gt;以为开始“爱”上了，哪里知道是我想太多了。。&lt;br /&gt;以为就来得到了某些东西，哪里知道“它”被他人拿去了。。&lt;br /&gt;以为。。。以为。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生就是那么多的以为。。。&lt;br /&gt;“它”们来得快，去的也快。。。&lt;br /&gt;就如白日梦。&lt;br /&gt;你不知道“它们”何时会来，何时会离开。。。&lt;br /&gt;一切就得等待上天的安排，安排白日梦的到来。。。&lt;br /&gt;当一切都过去了的时候，你就如发了一场白日梦。。。&lt;br /&gt;白日梦一过，我们就不得不回到现实的生活里。。。。等待下一场白日梦的到来~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们还是多多珍惜我们的白日梦吧~&lt;br /&gt;因为。。。&lt;br /&gt;“跑”了的白日梦永远都很难再回来。。。&lt;br /&gt;就如你很难再发回过去了的白日梦一样。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113915571295655386?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113915571295655386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113915571295655386&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113915571295655386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113915571295655386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='-白日梦-'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113461630310791613</id><published>2005-12-15T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:34:50.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的白色圣诞：-My White Christmas</title><content type='html'>~白色圣诞~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我是SanTa ClauS，我会让全世界都在12月份下起蒙蒙的白雪，让全世界的小朋友们都能享受到白色圣诞。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我是一名ElF,我会尽量做很多很多的玩具让SanTa先生把它们带到世界的每个角落，让每一位的小朋友都有一个快乐的圣诞节。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我是一只ReInDeeR,我会赶快穿上我的“金铃”与我的同伴们准备为SanTa主人出发到世界的每一间屋子的屋顶上，让每一位小孩都能听到“希望-铃声”。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果。。。如果。。。&lt;br /&gt;圣诞节就是那么的神奇。。。&lt;br /&gt;它有自己独特的神奇力量。。。总是能让没有希望的孩子们充满了希望。。。&lt;br /&gt;但是，这神奇的力量总是会随着年龄的增长而消退。。。&lt;br /&gt;从有希望，变得没有希望。。。&lt;br /&gt;从单纯，变得有心机。。。&lt;br /&gt;从可爱，变得险恶。。。&lt;br /&gt;这就是现在的社会。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不懂何时，我开始恋上了圣诞节。。。&lt;br /&gt;我虽然不是基督教徒，但我很喜欢圣诞节。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位很可爱的朋友与我在雅虎谈天，内容如下：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twsim17 zhiwei: what is it so special... u also not christian&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Ng : y everyone also said that to me wor&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Ng : i like the feeling la&lt;br /&gt;twsim17 zhiwei: how come never see u say "thaipusam is near" or "wesak is near" or "awal&lt;br /&gt;muharram is near"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谈到这里，我不禁的笑了出来。。&lt;br /&gt;我这位朋友真的很可爱，难怪我们都很喜欢他。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我在22年的圣诞节里没有收到任何的礼物，但这并没有阻止我对它的感情。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为我知道圣诞节并不是以礼物来定夺它的价值。。。&lt;br /&gt;礼物也只不过是圣诞节的点缀品，用来为圣诞节多带几分气息。。。&lt;br /&gt;基督教徒视圣诞节为JeSus的诞生。。。&lt;br /&gt;非基督教徒的年轻伙子视圣诞节为吃喝玩乐的日子。。。&lt;br /&gt;非基督教徒的成年人则视圣诞节为一个普通的假期。。。&lt;br /&gt;而我，视它为一个可以令心情，思想平复的一天。。。一个总是能让我回到童年的日子。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以前，我总是喜欢看圣诞节卡通。。。&lt;br /&gt;MicKey MouSe and Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Donald Duck and ChipMunks on Christmas EvE&lt;br /&gt;之类的。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好怀念那些日子。。。&lt;br /&gt;我想，那些就是在我童年里给了我很多很多的希望。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了能寻找回当年的童年，我总是在12月份里到不同的逛逛的地方欣赏不同类型的圣诞摆设。。。&lt;br /&gt;惊喜总是在等待我们的。。。。&lt;br /&gt;若得空，不妨到“谷中城”走走。。。它总是能带来许多的惊喜。。。。&lt;br /&gt;“White Christmas" 也就是他们今年的圣诞节摆设的主题。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若要问我圣诞节是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那我会说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它是：~希望&lt;br /&gt;它是：~童年&lt;br /&gt;它是：~惊喜&lt;br /&gt;它是：~大爱&lt;br /&gt;它是：~单纯&lt;br /&gt;它是：~小孩与大人的梦幻日子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“谷中城”的 WhiteChristmas 只会摆到12月26日而已。。。过后就要开始准备华人的农历新年的主题。。。要看可要快哦。。。 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113416286383749819</id><published>2005-12-10T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T05:19:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家人系列 - 以父之名</title><content type='html'>认识他时，他才只不过是&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一名年轻有为的普通男子。。。&lt;br /&gt;一名自以为是的伙子。。。&lt;br /&gt;一名活力十足的大男人。。。&lt;br /&gt;一名不讨好家人喜欢的儿子。。。&lt;br /&gt;一名喜欢与家人斗气的弟弟。。。&lt;br /&gt;-等-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他是谁？他就是我“爸爸”。&lt;br /&gt;认识他将近二十三年了。。。&lt;br /&gt;可幸的是，他给了我永远无法偿还的“&lt;strong&gt;恩&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-小时候-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我总是喜欢欺骗“爸爸”，或在“爸爸”面前演戏。。。为了就是想要得到一些东西。&lt;br /&gt;虽然他每次都知道我是在演戏，但他都会尽量满足我的欲望。&lt;br /&gt;久而久之，我就习惯性的演好我的戏，目的就只有一个。。。要爸爸满足我的欲望。&lt;br /&gt;每次他都会。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我：“爸~ 我要那个那个。。。。如果我没有那个。。。我就不能什么什么的。。”&lt;br /&gt;爸爸：“好了啦。。。不用再做戏了。。。我懂了啦 ~”&lt;br /&gt;（好体贴的爸爸哦~）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-成长中-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸与他的家人（姑姑，姑丈等）不和已经是铁一般的事实了。&lt;br /&gt;相信每一位家里的成员都知道了。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能家族庞大，人际关系就自然而然的复杂了。。&lt;br /&gt;爸爸往往在最不恰当的时候与他的“敌人”大开骂战。。。&lt;br /&gt;搞得家里的人总是昏昏的。。。&lt;br /&gt;母亲总是很为难的尽量与他的“敌人”有说有笑，为的只是不想要婆婆和公公见到家里的事闹得不开心的。&lt;br /&gt;而我与年小的弟弟也尽量扮得若无其事的弥着嘴笑。。。&lt;br /&gt;那时的我，总觉得爸爸很不得体也没有以爸爸为傲。心里总是问到“为何他总不能好好地与他的兄妹们沟通呢？”&lt;br /&gt;不了解。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-长大后-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我开始明白了许多以前的疑问。。。&lt;br /&gt;对爸爸的误会就再也没有了。。&lt;br /&gt;他现在是我的骄傲也。。&lt;br /&gt;最近，我开始留意到爸爸的白发几乎越来越白了。。&lt;br /&gt;他的皱纹也好像比较明显了。。&lt;br /&gt;可能以前没有好好的望爸爸一眼。。。&lt;br /&gt;但这一望，不但见证了岁月的吹残，而且也见证了我这名不孝子的“孝道”。&lt;br /&gt;为何我以前没有好好的望爸爸一眼呢？&lt;br /&gt;难道我要等到没有机会时才想想他的样子么？&lt;br /&gt;想到这里，心里总有一种说不出的悲痛。&lt;br /&gt;*痛*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不懂什么是最好的报答方式，但我可以肯定的是，父母恩惠难报完。&lt;br /&gt;既然他们是我们今身的父母，喜欢或否，我们都因好好报答他们的养育之恩。&lt;br /&gt;别等到没有了机会才懊悔当初的所作所为。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读到这里。。。我想问问。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;你有好好的望过你的爸爸么？&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113416286383749819?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113416286383749819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113416286383749819&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113416286383749819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113416286383749819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='家人系列 - 以父之名'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113376044555873871</id><published>2005-12-05T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:23:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of NarniC~ Special Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After years of battle, The boy won the battle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evil Rat had gone, The Dirty Queen loses the battle and the dark forces had fallen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boy reunite the CLEAN forces and create his own &lt;strong&gt;kingdom&lt;/strong&gt; in PUCHONG JAYA and he live happily ever after (Like Sleeping Beauty, Like Cinderella etc).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE END-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MIMI (my new PET) - The Evil Rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UNCLE - My dearest uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;XWEING - The Clumsy White Wizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HORNY FROG - The Singing Twin Brother(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CUTIE FROG - The Singing Twin Brother(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DIRTY QUEEN - The Dirty Bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RUBBISH LALAT- The Cemburu CARLN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GENERAL MOSQUITO - The Furious Kenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SINGING FARIES - 8 Little Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OLD TREE - The Wise HUIMIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEADLIEST VIRUS - The Flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is based on true story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;The Moral of the story is:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;*Never Leave Your Cupboard Open and Expect for the Unexpected*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113376044555873871?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113376044555873871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113376044555873871&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113376044555873871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113376044555873871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-narnic-special-edition.html' title='Chronicles of NarniC~ Special Edition'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113340376855151759</id><published>2005-12-01T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:33:25.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of NarniC~ The Boy and The FLU Spell</title><content type='html'>The Dirty Queen was so furious when she know her army failed her.&lt;br /&gt;"Argghhhh......!!!"The Queen shouted.&lt;br /&gt;"I think you need HIM to help you...my queen" CARYN the FLY said.&lt;br /&gt;"yess....yess.....HE is powerful....go to HIM and ask HIM to help...go" The queen said.&lt;br /&gt;CARYN the fly also known as the LALAT flew out to find HIM.&lt;br /&gt;"This time, I must make the boy suffer ~!!" The queen said.&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat was there. She knew the boy will loose in this war with HIS help.&lt;br /&gt;"No Man can escape from HIM......hundred of thousands of MAN died under HIS attack " The evil rat thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the boy joined the HUIMIAN the tree into the TREE KINGDOM.&lt;br /&gt;"You will be safe here" The Tree said.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't try to go out from this area, it is not safe" The tree continued.&lt;br /&gt;The boy said "Thank you very much"&lt;br /&gt;"Let me introduce our KINGDOM's Prime Minister to you."The tree then took the boy into a HUT not far from where they are.&lt;br /&gt;A small deer came out from the hut and welcome the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"I am the Prime Minister here. My name is Sang Kancil" the small deer introduced.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for your hospitality"The boy said.&lt;br /&gt;"Make yourself at home and enjoy the PEACE here"The small dear said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy then walk around in the TREE KINGDOM.&lt;br /&gt;"Come here........here.....here...." a soft voice said.&lt;br /&gt;The boy followed the voice.&lt;br /&gt;He left the TREE KINGDOM back into the UNKNOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha ha ha....you are under my spell" an Virus suddenly appeared from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you?" The boy asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I am the well known sick -THE FLU" The Virus answered.&lt;br /&gt;"waa....."The boy screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"The Queen asked me to kill you......"The Virus continued&lt;br /&gt;"Please.....leave me alone...."The boy cried.&lt;br /&gt;"Cannot!!!....U must die~!!" The Virus shouted furiously&lt;br /&gt;"ba ba mm.....mm ba mm.....mm mm ba......"The Virus started to cast His spell.&lt;br /&gt;His Deadliest spell where no man had ever defeated it. THE FLU SPELL.&lt;br /&gt;The boy started to feel dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes is getting red, His nose started to run....&lt;br /&gt;Then......&lt;br /&gt;"A...Aa...Aaa.....CHIU~~!!!!" The boy sneezed.&lt;br /&gt;"A Chiu...A Chiu....."The boy sneezed repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;"Ha ha ha....you are under my Deadliest Spell....you will be dead......see you ....HELL BOY" The Virus laughed and disappeared back into the UNKNOWN.&lt;br /&gt;"A...a....Chiu...~" The boy sneezed again.&lt;br /&gt;"I am defeated......." The boy cried.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, the boy fainted.&lt;br /&gt;The FLU SPELL is too strong for a young boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Be Continue -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113340376855151759?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113340376855151759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113340376855151759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113340376855151759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113340376855151759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-narnic-boy-and-flu-spell.html' title='Chronicles of NarniC~ The Boy and The FLU Spell'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113327990550655602</id><published>2005-11-29T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:58:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of NarniC~ The Queen and The Dark Forces</title><content type='html'>It's been a while the Evil Rat had gone into the UNKNOWN.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started to forget about the battle between the boy and the Evil Rat, except The Boy himself.&lt;br /&gt;He started to walk into the UNKNOWN to look for the Evil Rat.&lt;br /&gt;The boy feel cold when he reached the middle of the UNKNOWN.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it going to rain?" He asked himself.&lt;br /&gt;"YessSs YesSss" a mysterious voice answered him.&lt;br /&gt;The boy was shocked and shouted "Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am the HORNY frog who live here" the voice answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Show yourself ! " He shouted again&lt;br /&gt;"I am just beside you~" the voice answered.&lt;br /&gt;The boy quickly turned around and saw two tiny little green frog sitting calmly on a big stone, staring at the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"This is my little brother CUTIE" The Bigger Frog introduced.&lt;br /&gt;"Err......nice to meet you" The boy said.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you here?" The Bigger Frog (Horny) asked the boy&lt;br /&gt;"I am looking for the Evil Rat, she is wearing a Christmas Hat and a Bra" The boy answered.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm......" The Smaller Frog(Cutie) said.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe you can ask the gods in the pond. They know many things." The Bigger Frog told the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Where is the pond??!!" The Boy questioned eagerly to know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;"Just behind here"The Bigger frog pointed to the North&lt;br /&gt;"Thank u~"The boy thanked the TWINS and quickly headed to the POND (Aquarium)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached the pond, he sees nothing.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to look around and hope to see the GODS (8 little fish in my aquarium) that were mentioned by the TWINS.&lt;br /&gt;While he is still catching his breath, he heard someone / a group of people singing...&lt;br /&gt;"la....la la la.....la ....la la la.....Try to look for the KITCHY place......la la la la......you ...la la la....might see what.....lalala you are looking ....lalala ...for....lalala"&lt;br /&gt;The boy quickly thanked the GODS and rushed to the KITCHY (Kitchen).&lt;br /&gt;He searched carefully and to his surprise, he saw some marks......THE DEATH EATER MARK!(Bite marks - by some small animals)&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my god....."The boy thought.&lt;br /&gt;He quickly hide all his food into hidden places to avoid the Evil Rat to cast it's spell on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, The Evil Rat reached HER kingdom - The Dirty Queen BEEBEE.&lt;br /&gt;"Queen BEEBEE........We must join our forces to fight the BOY" The Evil Rat said.&lt;br /&gt;"He started to swallow your kingdom (by making the room clean) bits by bits" The Rat continued.&lt;br /&gt;"What??!!!" The Dirty Queen exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes my Queen, What the Evil Rat said is true" said CARYN the FLY and flew out from a pile of RUBBISH as she finished her words.&lt;br /&gt;"hmm.....I think we must Attack Back before MY KINGDOM is gone......"The Queen said.&lt;br /&gt;"So what will you do my queen?" The Fly questioned the queen.&lt;br /&gt;"WAR ~!!! What I need is a WAR" The queen shouted angrily.&lt;br /&gt;"Call the GENERAL ~!" The queen shouted again&lt;br /&gt;"The General ~" The Fly shouted&lt;br /&gt;A big mosquito walked into the Hall.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes my queen, what can I do for you?" The mosquito asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I need you to bring an army to attack the Boy." The queen said.&lt;br /&gt;"The boy?" The mosquito questioned.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes the boy, You are my trusted and most capable army in my country,KENLY. I need you to defeat him" the queen said.&lt;br /&gt;"I will not fail you, my queen" KENLY the big mosquito then marched back to where he came from.&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat Smiled wickedly.&lt;br /&gt;"Now, the dark forces shall rise ........" The queen laughed wickedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy was too tired hiding his food. He fell asleep on a slumbering rock (SOFA).&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, he heard something unusual.&lt;br /&gt;"ngeeee......ngeeee.....ngeeee....."&lt;br /&gt;KENLY the mosquito and his army are all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;"ATTACK the boy~!" The big mosquito shouted.&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of mosquitoes started to attack the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Waaaaaa......." The Boy shouted.&lt;br /&gt;"Kill...Kill....Kill....." The army of mosquitoes shouted&lt;br /&gt;The boy is helpless.&lt;br /&gt;"Use the holy water~!" suddenly a tree behind him shouted.&lt;br /&gt;Without any hesitation, the boy took out the HOLY water (H2O Racun serangga - sponsored by The Elephant Brand) and spray towards the army.&lt;br /&gt;"arrr.....arr...." Bad mosquitoes shouted&lt;br /&gt;One by one, the army started to die.&lt;br /&gt;"He have the HOLY water......RUN~!" KENLY the big mosquito shouted.&lt;br /&gt;The army started to flee for their lifes.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you.....you ar....?" The boy asked&lt;br /&gt;"HUIMIAN the old tree" the Tree replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be continue -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113327990550655602?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113327990550655602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113327990550655602&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113327990550655602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113327990550655602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/11/chronicles-of-narnic-queen-and-dark.html' title='Chronicles of NarniC~ The Queen and The Dark Forces'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113318735084090869</id><published>2005-11-28T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:14:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of NarniC~ The Battle Between The Boy and the Evil Rat</title><content type='html'>"5.50pm" The boy said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;"10 more minutes......10 more minutes........" He continued mumbling to himself.&lt;br /&gt;The boy knew he cannot escape from his faith as he was told by HIM.&lt;br /&gt;-tic- Tok - tic&lt;br /&gt;The clock never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours ago,the boy tried to find HIM in the world's most mysterious forest -the WHITE WIZARD - XWEING -&lt;br /&gt;HE is wise and powerful. HE knows everything even before it happens.&lt;br /&gt;"Where is he?" The boy wonders.&lt;br /&gt;He was still terrified when he thought of the EVIL RAT.&lt;br /&gt;"I need help....." The boy cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, a strong wind blew and the boy heard a weird sound.&lt;br /&gt;*TOK* TOK* TOK* 3 times (YM! online alert)&lt;br /&gt;It sounded like a knocking door.&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked "Is it you?.....my WISE"&lt;br /&gt;There are no answer except his own voice echoing in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it you?" he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;1 second.......2 second.......3 second.........4 sec....&lt;br /&gt;"HERE I AM~!!!"&lt;br /&gt;A thunderous voice answered.&lt;br /&gt;The boy turned around and saw a man with a grey curly hair standing in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;XWEING the WISE~!&lt;br /&gt;"I need help !" The boy cried.&lt;br /&gt;"Stay cool my boy....stay cool..." The wizard tried to comfort the boy by touching his head.&lt;br /&gt;"I know what you come for......"&lt;br /&gt;The boy stared at the wizard.&lt;br /&gt;"This is your faith....your destiny and you must face it......alone" and the wizard just disappeared right in front of the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MA.DE!" The boy hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 5.59pm.&lt;br /&gt;"The battle shall begins soon" The boy told himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached home, he quickly open his door and took a very very long quiditch broom and walked into his room.&lt;br /&gt;*Bang* *Bang*&lt;br /&gt;He hit the wardrobe hardly.&lt;br /&gt;-SILENCE-&lt;br /&gt;The boy tried to jump on his bed and use the broom to open the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;-SILENCE again-&lt;br /&gt;"The Evil Rat should be in.." He thought.&lt;br /&gt;He continued to use his BROOM to cast spells towards the wardrobe by POKING all around in the wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;-SILENCE again-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh thanked god, I think the Evil Rat is gone~!" He smiled happily.&lt;br /&gt;The boy was so happy because he do not need to go through the battle with the evil rat&lt;br /&gt;"Hooray~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours passed.&lt;br /&gt;The boy tried to tidy up his clean cloths and put it back into the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;To his suprise, he saw something very tiny.......as tiny as a PADI.&lt;br /&gt;"what da' hell is that?" He asked himself.&lt;br /&gt;Droppings of the Evil Rat !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Argghhhhhh.......curse u stupid Rat"&lt;br /&gt;The boy just took up a tissue and picked up 2 droppings which is located on his pants in the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;He turn around and throw the dirty tissue away. When he turned back.....SUPRISE !!&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 droppings.&lt;br /&gt;"Did I or Did I not see these 2 droppings?"The boy started to questioned.&lt;br /&gt;Without waiting for his own answer,he picked up the NEW droppings and put it away.&lt;br /&gt;The he tried to move his hangers in the wardrobe....and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EVIL RAT suddenly jump out from the hanging cloths and shouted "ATTACK!!!!!" . It jumped on to the boy's right hand.&lt;br /&gt;"Waaaaaaa~~~~~~!!!!!!!" The boy screamed like no others and jumped back on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;His tears started to roll over his cheeks as he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you to follow me this morning and you don't want to obey my orders. You chose not to be my ally and therefore you are my Enemy." The Evil Rat hissed at the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go away you...you disgusting animal !!!! or....or...I will....."The boy started to tremble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Or you will what?...hahaha.....ATTACK~~!!!" The Evil Rat started to attack again.&lt;br /&gt;"ARghhhh......." The boy screamed and started to cast all his spells he can.&lt;br /&gt;He is unarmed and the Evil Rat knew that.&lt;br /&gt;The boy knew he would be dead if he don't do anything. "The battle had already begun" The boy reminded himself.&lt;br /&gt;Without any hesitation, the boy used his HEAVIEST ARMOR(Heavy Bantal) beside him and started to bang like mad man.&lt;br /&gt;"Screw u Evil Rat!!! Screw UuuUUuu!!"The boy shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat tried to cast it's evil spell on the boy,but all failed. "He is too strong to be defeated"The evil rat thought.&lt;br /&gt;*BONG**BONG**BONG*&lt;br /&gt;The boy keep on hitting his armor madly.&lt;br /&gt;"RUN~!" The Evil Rat just ran out from the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat ran down to the lower floor into the UNKNOWN world.&lt;br /&gt;The boy tried to get his quiditch broom and search around.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU MUST DIE!!" The boy shouted angrily&lt;br /&gt;He tried to search all around by standing on the chair with his hand holding the BROOM. He dare not stand on the floor with his bare foot. He moved around by jumping from chair to sofa, sofa to table.He searched furiously for 12.32 minutes but he failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I must warn him(uncle) not to stay alone at or near to the UNKNOWN place" The boy thought&lt;br /&gt;"The Evil Rat will return anytime" he continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will be back....and it is not over"The Evil Rat hissed angrily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the Battle Had just Begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Be Continue -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113318735084090869?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113318735084090869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113318735084090869&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113318735084090869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113318735084090869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/11/chronicles-of-narnic-battle-between.html' title='Chronicles of NarniC~ The Battle Between The Boy and the Evil Rat'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113314462471365081</id><published>2005-11-28T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:26:24.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of NarniC~ The Boy, The Rat and the Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>It was about 8am.&lt;br /&gt;The boy woke up as usual but abit late on a normal monday.&lt;br /&gt;He need to be abit faster since he is late for work.&lt;br /&gt;So, he just jump up from the bed and do his daily morning chores (brush teeth, bath etc)&lt;br /&gt;Then he opened his wardrobe to get his cloths ....(don't worry, nothing happen here)&lt;br /&gt;and changes and leave his lovely room.&lt;br /&gt;He took his shoes and found that his socks is still in his wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;"Aiks~!" he thought...&lt;br /&gt;Then he just ran up to his room to get his socks.&lt;br /&gt;Just before he reached his wardrobe....he heard something.....something unfamiliar but mysterious....&lt;br /&gt;"hisss.....shhh....."&lt;br /&gt;"What da' hell is that" he thought."Would it be SOMETHING inside??!!"&lt;br /&gt;He is sweating now.&lt;br /&gt;"I hope there is nothing....."&lt;br /&gt;He is scared now....&lt;br /&gt;*BANG* *BANG*!!!&lt;br /&gt;The boy used his hand to hit the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;Two hits and it went back to silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it safe now?" he asked himself.&lt;br /&gt;Since he need to get his socks, he must open the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to his long hands (though not very long), he managed to open the wardrobe and ran to the farside of the room (about 5 meter) and stood on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;"just in case anything comes out" he said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;"ngeeaaaK...." The wooden door of the wardrobe opened.&lt;br /&gt;The boy tried to look(from far far away) whether there is anything inside.&lt;br /&gt;2 seconds passed and the boy FREEZE.&lt;br /&gt;AN EVIL EYE of A RAT with a CHRISTMAS HAT and a SEXY BRA looked at the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"WAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" The boy screamed~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Helo boy! Good morning~!" The Evil Rat greeted the boy.&lt;br /&gt;Without any hesitation, the boy used 3 of his MAGICAL WEAPONS (3 different type of lighter - sponsored by CARLSBERG) and threw at the Evil Rat.&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat just managed to escape from the powerful weapons by jumping around in the wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh boy...why don't you come and follow me to the WORLD of EVIL RATS ?" The rat invited the boy with an evil smile, and a pair of sparkling red evil eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Leave me alone~!" The boy shouted to the Rat.&lt;br /&gt;He is still standing on the chair, just in case the evil Rat triggers it's attack.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, you will be safe with me.....come ....come to me my boy...."The rat repeated&lt;br /&gt;"come~"&lt;br /&gt;"NooOoooooooOOOo ~!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;The boy just jump down from the chair and flee out of the room, leaving the wardrobe door opened and the Evil Rat inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy breath heavily when he reached the gate.&lt;br /&gt;"I am safe now......" He thought&lt;br /&gt;"Pehaps it was just a dream"&lt;br /&gt;The boy then leave the house and go to his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used his TELE-PORTER to send a SOS (SMS) to his uncle for help.&lt;br /&gt;SOS Message (START):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy: There is a rat in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Sorry I can't help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy *SWEAT*&lt;br /&gt;The Boy: Ha ha .....I just tell you only....I will settle it when I reach home later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOS Message (END)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Evil Rat was so powerful until his uncle said "SORRY I CAN'T HELP YOU".....&lt;br /&gt;Gosh~!&lt;br /&gt;"How can I battle the Evil Rat?"The boy asked himself&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe HE can help" He thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To Be Continue - The Battle Between The Boy and the Evil Rat~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Wardrobe'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113206776790540807</id><published>2005-11-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:33:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂饭市场 - Mix Rice Market</title><content type='html'>小时候时就吃婆婆煮的饭。。&lt;br /&gt;中学时就开始吃妈妈煮的饭。。&lt;br /&gt;大学时就开始吃“杂饭”。。&lt;br /&gt;从两块半到七元的杂饭都吃过。。&lt;br /&gt;以前，当卖饭佬收我四元时，我总会咒他的主宗十八代，再发誓不再跟他买饭。。。&lt;br /&gt;心里总是会：“%#@!@#!”&lt;br /&gt;可是。。不到两天，我还是敌不过食物的诱惑，还是回到那老板的身边说：“打包。。。”&lt;br /&gt;嗨~&lt;br /&gt;真的是鸡蛋糕啊~！（还是别让人知道我是个男人啊~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到“杂饭”。。。&lt;br /&gt;下午吃杂饭，晚上又吃杂饭。。。&lt;br /&gt;星期一 - 杂饭&lt;br /&gt;星期二 - 杂饭&lt;br /&gt;星期三 - 杂饭&lt;br /&gt;星期四 - 杂饭&lt;br /&gt;星期五 - 杂饭&lt;br /&gt;（还好星期六和星期日不是杂饭也~）&lt;br /&gt;一连半年（工作）的菜单都不过如此。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杂饭本来就是给游子，工作人士，单身汉等人的。。。&lt;br /&gt;我是个游子~&lt;br /&gt;也是个工作人士~&lt;br /&gt;也是一名单身汉~&lt;br /&gt;吃杂饭也只不过是符合市场的需求而已。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也因为有我这种人，马来西亚的“杂饭市场”才日益蓬勃，每天如火如荼的忙个不停。。。&lt;br /&gt;有时我会无聊的想象当我国少了我一个“杂饭支持者”的日子。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能，杂饭老板们就要把他们自以为傲的“红底裤”从他们的面上脱下来。。。再也不能像博大校方处处无理逼害无辜的学生们（忘了应该说 - 再也不能逼害杂饭支持者！） 。。。&lt;br /&gt;老板们，不能乱起价哦~&lt;br /&gt;哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;傻了！&lt;br /&gt;流汗*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能是吃太多的杂饭的关系吧~&lt;br /&gt;*Side Effects *&lt;br /&gt;-Mutating Now-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113206776790540807?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113206776790540807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113206776790540807&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113206776790540807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113206776790540807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/11/mix-rice-market.html' title='杂饭市场 - Mix Rice Market'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113188729371445135</id><published>2005-11-13T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:40:10.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无聊的星期天</title><content type='html'>好不容易的一口气才把Lord of The Rings1,2,3 (Extended version)从星期六的下午看到今天的傍晚。。。&lt;br /&gt;虽然在几年前已经在电影院看过了，但好戏不怕再看。&lt;br /&gt;鸡蛋糕！真得很好看啊！&lt;br /&gt;记得几年前看它的时候还有一点不明白的地方。一，可能是太多的名字（人的，地方的，种族的等）。二，他们的样子都是差不多的，谁打谁都不清楚。 三，可能每一部戏都需要隔一年才可以看到。。。结果，糊里糊涂的看完。。。。也糊里糊涂地说很好看。。。。&lt;br /&gt;*流汗*不明白为什么自己会那么的想。可能是傻了吧！&lt;br /&gt;这次从看，明白的地方就自然的多了。。&lt;br /&gt;当然，满足感也增加了。。哈哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;不懂是我自己有问题还是很多人都面对同一种情况。。就是当看完了一部戏或一部电影或一本故事书时都有一种莫名奇妙的不舍得。&lt;br /&gt;不舍得故事就酱完了，不舍得主角的离去，不舍得。。不舍得。。。&lt;br /&gt;可能这也算是一种离别吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;讨厌离别。。。讨厌欢送他人的感觉。。。当然也讨厌故事的Ending。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为这种感觉，令我自然而然的想尽办法避免它的发生。&lt;br /&gt;如何避免？&lt;br /&gt;尽量不看太长的series。。。戏。。。包括不和人与人之间发生太大的感情等。。。&lt;br /&gt;因为我怕，我讨厌离别的感觉。。。&lt;br /&gt;话虽说如此，很多时候我都会不知不觉地令它发生。。。&lt;br /&gt;就如“再看一次Lord of The Rings”&lt;br /&gt;就只能向自己叹息一声罢了。。。。&lt;br /&gt;人就是天生“践格”&lt;br /&gt;可能再过不久，在另一个无聊的星期天，我-尼古拉斯黄，会再变成践人。。。在看一次“Lord of The Rings”&lt;br /&gt;真的是LO LAI JIN （有事不做，自己拿来践）&lt;br /&gt;*流汗 Again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113188729371445135?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113188729371445135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113188729371445135&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113188729371445135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113188729371445135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_13.html' title='无聊的星期天'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113151510714460572</id><published>2005-11-09T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:13:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~海~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/400/sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的最爱“海”&lt;br /&gt;有谁不想到这美丽的天堂呢？&lt;br /&gt;应该是没有人能够低得住它美丽的诱惑吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;它有如一位身体苗条又性感的美人鱼。。。&lt;br /&gt;让男人总是抵不住诱惑下发挥出男人真本色-“兽欲”。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大海的神秘让我感觉到自己的灵魂。。。&lt;br /&gt;大海的魅力让我寻出了自己的方向。。。&lt;br /&gt;大海。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家看看他的美丽吧~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113151510714460572?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113151510714460572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113151510714460572&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113151510714460572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113151510714460572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='~海~'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-113029957163801550</id><published>2005-10-26T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:38:46.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Friendship with Touch n Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/logolitrack.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/cashcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/400/cashcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Friend = Touch n Go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALERT ALERT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;SMART TAG&lt;/strong&gt; track in SUNWAY TOLL CHANGED their lane!!!!&lt;br /&gt;From the left to the RIGHT MOST!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare to try to drive to the wrong lane especially during peak hours because you will REGRET!&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I took 15 minutes to get through the sunway toll, but today.....I took almost HALF an hour to get through it. I am a &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; user. I used it because I was told that touch n go lane will be much more faster than the rest....beside smart tag lane.But I was wrong......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the OLDEN days,when &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; and his WIFE - &lt;strong&gt;SMART TAG&lt;/strong&gt; lived on the left side in one of the residential area named SUNWAY TOLL, everything was fine. Both &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Smart Tag&lt;/strong&gt; served their friends well....very well instead. Then there came some stupid IDIOTS forced them to MOVE to the right side.....those IDIOTS thought that with this act, they can serve their friends MORE well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am one of the TOUCH n GO BEST friend. I visit HIM every morning and greet him and of course CHIA him RM1 when I visit him. I like them.....last time....at least I think they still make friends with me well...but I think I need to take that back.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 2nd day to visit HIM (Touch n Go) after they had moved to the new place. It was terribly JAM.....HE did not even have time to say "HI" to me!!!!! Everybody LIKE HIM sooooo much and keep on SQUEEZING to meet HIM. I took almost 30 minutes just to meet him ....and took 45 minutes to reach my working place. For your information, I took 30 minutes ++ to reach my destination in the olden days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/traffic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRAWL like a COW.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh eh y is it so jammmM?? MooOOoOOooo MooOOoo. Give way ! Give way ! MooOooo"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine myself stucking in the jam like COWS and crawl like a SNAIL just to meet &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; for my comming days. Eeeerie.....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.....I will BREAK UP the Friendship with &lt;strong&gt;TOUCH n GO&lt;/strong&gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth to make friends with &lt;strong&gt;Touch n Go&lt;/strong&gt; when HE don't even care about me anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;I am sad.....&lt;br /&gt;I am hurt......&lt;br /&gt;I am bleeding.....&lt;br /&gt;Touch n Go...your change had changed our friendship.....&lt;br /&gt;......sigh..... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/logolitrack.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/logolitrack.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LITRAK ==&gt; The Culprit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LITRAK I HATE UuUUuUUUuuuuu~~~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CURSE U ! CURSE U !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-113029957163801550?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/113029957163801550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=113029957163801550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113029957163801550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/113029957163801550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/breaking-friendship-with-touch-n-go.html' title='Breaking Friendship with Touch n Go'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-112927846339857898</id><published>2005-10-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T16:36:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Issue of An Apple A Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/50303518.P1000710copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/400/50303518.P1000710copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;An Apple a Day Keeps The Doctor Away......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;An Apple Every Morning for sure Keeps the DocTor with u~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....HoHohOho....&lt;br /&gt;Tried eating Green Apple Early in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;If not....You should try.....&lt;br /&gt;SIDE Effects : &lt;strong&gt;GASTRIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a healthier life is no longer senior citizen's daily routine work. In fact, It is everybody's chores to keep their body in a good condition. Everyone or most of the citizens in CITIES did try their best to be part of the FITNESS BULLET TRAIN. They tried to pay a certain amount of monthly fees to join the CLUBS which are mushrooming all over the cities. California fitness, celebrity fitness, true fitness......&lt;br /&gt;Everybody get MAD when we are EXPOSED with all these CLUBS and get infected like no other ordinary viruses mankind had ever discovered all these while. Hot topic of the year? &lt;strong&gt;"Which GYM Center You Go?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am part of the infected victim but cured with super doper vaccine and I am immune to all these VIRUSes - currently&lt;br /&gt;Of course you might think that I joined one of these centers....but I think I have to let you down. I get interested but I stopped myself for getting into it.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Of course the monthly membership is the issue. I do think that having a good body figure and a healthy life need not to pay rm 100++ as for an exchange.&lt;br /&gt;There are always PARKS and GARDENS all around our housing areas. We can easily get access to it without even paying a single CENT. Free facilities are provided and what for we need to waste in order to get the same results we want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the healthy life. What is healthy?&lt;br /&gt;Having a fit and good looking figure means that you are healthy?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really sees healthy in that way.&lt;br /&gt;To have a good healthy life, we should have healthy meals and life style.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to have that, just that whether you want it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hei guys, why not we try to treat our body well from now onwards and live in a kind of lifeslye we hope for?Exercising......Healthy Meal.....and a &lt;strong&gt;Better lifestyle for a Better tomorrow !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-112927846339857898?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/112927846339857898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=112927846339857898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112927846339857898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112927846339857898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/issue-of-apple-day.html' title='Issue of An Apple A Day...'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-112900730149529588</id><published>2005-10-11T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:42:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ YaHoOooo SuCkKsss ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/y3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/y3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/msgn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/msgn.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had been using YAHOO since I was in my alpha year (1st year - MMU).&lt;br /&gt;All these while, everyone around me who were or who is or who is still in MMU are all the POTENTIAL CUSTOMER of YAHOO Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, people had been using this company's services without really knowing how it had affected our life.Some might think that it is not a big deal whether it affect us or not.&lt;br /&gt;I was one of them until I met my GREATEST disaster in my INTERNET WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/ma_mail_1.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Yahoo! account had been hacked / deleted / whatever.......&lt;br /&gt;I am not able to login to my Yahoo Mail...Yahoo Messenger...Yahoo Groups......&lt;br /&gt;It is really frustrated when all your important data is with YAHOO yet you can't retrieve it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of mine asked me to create a new account.....&lt;br /&gt;Getting a new account is not a big issue...but getting all the old contact especially in Yahoo Messenger is very hard.....&lt;br /&gt;YahOo is totally same like our phone Number.&lt;br /&gt;If you had lost your phone, you might not be really consider about the cost or value of the hardware phone but the telephone contacts inside it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lesson for this......I would suggest that you people should BACKUP your contacts FAST !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bless me FAST so that I can login with my OLD account soon........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone who read this and still hope to get in touch with me....add my new account &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nicholasnct2@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nicholasnct2@yahoo.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not Delete my old account in case I can use my old account sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-112900730149529588?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/112900730149529588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=112900730149529588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112900730149529588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112900730149529588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/yahooooo-suckksss.html' title='~ YaHoOooo SuCkKsss ~'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-112864954311491186</id><published>2005-10-07T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T11:02:38.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4400 ReTuRneEs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/6001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;4400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4400 people had been missing in these 60 years.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one know where they had been......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But one day, all returned at the same time in a ball of light.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They don't even know each other......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;None of them remembered where they had been...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they don't even aged a day.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of them returned with new abilities.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and each of them are trying to reconnect to each other for some reasons.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But for one thing....they are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NEW SERIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4400 is one of the series that I personally recommend this to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will never ever guess what will happen next to each of the 4400 returnees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are one of the 4400,what special abilities you would like to have? To foresee the future?To control other's mind?To heal others with bare hands?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To release spores of incurable speed speeding virus like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PANDORA BOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to "&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAN UP HUMAN's HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/maia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/maia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAIA RUTLEDGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Disappeared in 1946. Maia has been living with Diana for the past year, and has recently been adopted as her daughter. Although the young girl claims that she can no longer predict the future, Maia secretly keeps a journal filled with precognitive visions. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/shawn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/shawn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAWN FARREL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Disappeared in 2001. Returned with an ability to manipulate life-force, Shawn ran away and cut off all contact with his family. He now lives at the 4400 Center where he has become Collier's protégé, using his power to heal big money clients and generate revenue for the Center. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/jordan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/jordan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JORDAN COLLIER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Disappeared in 2002. Although Collier still sufferers from the after effects of his encounter with prenatal Isabelle, the experience, for Jordan was an epiphany. The billionaire has become the self-proclaimed figurehead of the 4400, opening the very first 4400 Center, a place not only for fellow returnees, but ordinary people looking to "unlock" the 4400 within themselves. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/lily1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/lily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LILY TYLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Disappeared in 1993. Lily returned to find her husband Brian remarried and daughter Heidi believing his new wife to be her biological mother. While in quarantine, Lily met Richard Tyler and fell in love. Lily soon discovered that she was pregnant and that Richard was the father. The baby was conceived while the two of them were in the future. After fleeing Arcadia estates, Richard and Lily now live with their daughter, Isabelle, in a remote cabin in the woods hiding from Jordan Collier and NTAC. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/richard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/richard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;RICHARD TYLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"A pilot in the Korean War who disappeared in 1951, Richard returned to find love with Lily Moore, the grand daughter of the woman he was engaged to before being abducted. Lily soon learned that she was pregnant and that Richard was the father. The baby was conceived while the two of them were in the future. After fleeing Arcadia estates, Richard and Lily now live with their daughter, Isabelle, in a remote cabin in the woods hiding from Jordan Collier and NTAC. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KYLE BALDWIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Shawn used his 4400 ability to bring Kyle out of a three-year coma. But Kyle, was in fact, not himself. He was inhabited by a being from the future, whose purpose was to warn humanity of a coming catastrophe. Having no recollection of any event that occurred while the future being was inside of him, Kyle spent a year in quarantine under observation. Now released from NTAC, Kyle is ready to catch up on lost time. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/tom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/tom1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOM BALDWIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"His marriage to Linda officially over, Tom struggles to maintain a relationship with his son, Kyle. He returns to the field with partner Diana Skouris, working to avert the catastrophe the future warned him about on Highland Beach. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/1600/diana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3480/734/320/diana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIANA SKOURIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diana has been reunited with Agent Baldwin after a series of inept partners. She's taken a huge step in her personal life by officially adopting 4400 Maia Rutledge as her daughter. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-112864954311491186?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/112864954311491186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=112864954311491186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112864954311491186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112864954311491186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/4400-returnees.html' title='4400 ReTuRneEs'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-112847492564517426</id><published>2005-10-05T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:53:03.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOpIC Of ThE DaY - UnCLE SiM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"你不要再跟我吵，在吵，我会脱你光猪，XX你的屁股洞，再把你推下沟渠" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wow, what a fabulous sentence! It had become 6th CLS Cyber committee's sentence of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the day my cute lovely friend (Unlce Sim) keep on repeating it. Of course, he speaks it in Cantonese because he felt that the sentence in cantonese is cute. I think he is more cute than the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we gonna miss him. He will leave us today (Wednesday) and back to his PENANG for training for 5 months. We went to F1 - Serdang for dinner yesterday to somesort of farewell him (though he will come back after 5 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, our hot topic is the sentence "你不要再跟我吵，在吵，我会脱你光猪，XX你的屁股洞，再把你推下沟渠" . The GaRAng - KEN, The TuToR - XuaN, The FAT - HaU, The UnClE - SiM, The MiSs - ChIA ChiA and of course THE ONE - ME keep on repeating the sentence for fun and i think it had already sticked into our mind. It was really fun. Don't believe? Try to say it out in cantonese for 10 TIMES and i assure you will get addicted :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-112847492564517426?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/112847492564517426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=112847492564517426&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112847492564517426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112847492564517426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/topic-of-day-uncle-sim.html' title='TOpIC Of ThE DaY - UnCLE SiM'/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838083.post-112838921876161519</id><published>2005-10-04T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:48:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;九王爷诞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(Celebration of the NINE Emperor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;04-10-2005, second day of NINE EMPEROR. For years I didn't really manage to celebrate the festival. I remembered that the last time I went was 2 years ago, in Ampang. It is different from how it is celebrated in Ipoh where all the RED TORTOISE were scattered all around along the road side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I used to follow my parents,my grandparents and my relatives to celebrate and pray during the festival. It was fun! We ( cousins and I ) played and run around the temple with other kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything had come to an end when we started to grow old. Old enough to give good excuses for not attending all these celebration. Any how, it is still a good memory for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9838083-112838921876161519?l=frozenbloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/112838921876161519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9838083&amp;postID=112838921876161519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112838921876161519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9838083/posts/default/112838921876161519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozenbloggie.blogspot.com/2005/10/celebration-of-nine-emperor-04-10-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>frozen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04918537885354387695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/33/97/3927933/36194786632745l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
