<?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-4149899884101678925</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:12:20.131+08:00</updated><category term='mini donuts'/><category term='handmade artworks'/><category term='korean food'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>ICeHiPpO's LiFe's A cOmEDy!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-5178839540013384323</id><published>2010-03-26T10:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:55:24.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do LaDies NeEd A ShOe CaBINet In ThEir OfFiCe aS WeLL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am just previewing that how and what shoes i've possessed. It was so frustrated to think where are all my shoes! Then, i realised some of my shoes were stored under my working desk : 'this is bad' .....oh, no! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its better that a shoe cabinet to be placed here...! How convenient it can be? Working place need a 'SHOWING' cabinet (am implying to a different meaning here)? What really happened to our own 'private life' where we need to handle our own stuffs 'outside' the working place or in other words, DO NOT bring personal matters into workplaces. In other words, am not doing a good job in handling my own stuff. =( I guess my life now is rather based on all of the working subjects or nor its all about it..what a 'TIRED' life am having now...Same implies to a shoe cabinet, it's designed to stall shoes or ...?&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/4149899884101678925-5178839540013384323?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/5178839540013384323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=5178839540013384323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5178839540013384323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5178839540013384323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-ladies-need-shoe-cabinet-in-their.html' title='Do LaDies NeEd A ShOe CaBINet In ThEir OfFiCe aS WeLL?'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-5776963974026114658</id><published>2008-11-17T11:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:56:23.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While...Missing Part of Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately, i've been so lazy to do anything, anything at all...including : updating my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will think.. what a life am having now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What the heck is going on with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've no motivation, no energy, no plans and no mood to do a single thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until last week, its been a hectic week for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At a moment, am so happy, then a moment later, am so weak in mind and heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My chart of emotions can be very high at the beginning, then so low in the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked myself :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Is it because it is almost the end of the year? i'm so worry that am getting 'outdated' in terms of trends, minds, behaviour or etc? or is it because i've no plans for my future at all?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Frankly, i had never concern of me no future plans at all. As long as am happy and know what am doing rite now, its worth to be live with! Just live your life less perfect, it will dismiss some of the burdens in mind physically and mentally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray everytime and everyday to GOD please help my friends whom suffered the worst time she or he is going through now, i prayed for a happy life to my family and all the human being in this world...then, it still didnt get rid of my concerns at all...something missing may be?&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/4149899884101678925-5776963974026114658?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/5776963974026114658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=5776963974026114658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5776963974026114658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5776963974026114658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-whilemissing-part-of-me.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While...Missing Part of Me?'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-2170725655312336064</id><published>2008-10-04T08:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T09:20:45.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Special' Dedication'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This 'special' message was specially made to a dear friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A dear friend whom not only to me, but to all the people around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It is a sad news to be confront, but anyway, it can be a 'right' decision to be made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You had gone through so many other sad things in your life..with family or with friends. Fortunately, we all still can see, hear, taste and feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats better than this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We can still see the people we loved, and all the beautiful moments we longed for.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We can still hear the voices and sounds of the world around us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We can still taste the most sour, bitter and sweet or delicous foods of all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lastly&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We can still feel the best and worst of times !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;THATS LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We pray for the soonest recover you can get...and remember..you are not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;WE ALL will be there for you, no matter how, what, where and when....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Be strong...not for yourself, but for the people around you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;かんばで !&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/4149899884101678925-2170725655312336064?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/2170725655312336064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=2170725655312336064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2170725655312336064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2170725655312336064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/10/special-dedication.html' title='&apos;Special&apos; Dedication&apos;'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-8796506432325157752</id><published>2008-09-11T10:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:42:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; cried when i read this wonderful experience of a father and a mother. Would like to share with all of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;WONDERFUL STORY should be shared with WONDERFUL PEOPLE like you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fundraising dinner for a schoolthat serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never beforgotten by all who attended. After extolling the schooland its dedicated staff, he offered a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was stilled by the query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father continued. "I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Then he told the following story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?"Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one ofthe boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said,"We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'lltry to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. Theboys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored afew runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the rightfield. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands.In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled tobe next at bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that ahit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect withthe ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in afew steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at leastbe able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow groundball right back to the pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over, but thep itcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever ran that farbut made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline,wide-eyed and startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yelled, "Run to second,run to second!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base,the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on theirteam, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead ofhim circled the bases toward home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were screaming, "Shay, Shay,Shay, all the Way Shay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay reached third base, the opposing short stop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run tothird" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming,"Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on theplate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grandslam" and won the game for his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, said the father softly withtears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of theday!&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/4149899884101678925-8796506432325157752?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/8796506432325157752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=8796506432325157752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/8796506432325157752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/8796506432325157752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cried-when-i-read-this-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-2638941648351917948</id><published>2008-08-30T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:59:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would There Be Anymore 'Safe' Foods for Us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A friend of mine sent this warning to me and i think it's perfect to share with all via here. Please take your time to read and be cautious when choosing your food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinaKUA11I/AAAAAAAAANg/xt8RS-dw0g8/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122234332305234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinaKUA11I/AAAAAAAAANg/xt8RS-dw0g8/s200/image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Industrially farmed in Vietnam along the Mekong River , Pangas or whatever they're calling it, has only been recently introduced to the French market. However, in a very short amount of time, it has grown in popularity in France . The French are slurping up Pangas like it's their last meal of soup noodles. They are very, very affordable (cheap), are sold in filets with no bones and they have a neutral (bland) flavor and texture; many would compare it to cod and sole, only much cheaper. But as tasty as some people may find it, there's, in fact, something hugely unsavory about it. I hope the information provided here will serve as very important information for you and your future choices. Here's why I think it is better left in the shops (and not on your dinner plates):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ4g3GOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JOSfuCMw2_Q/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122229554354402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ4g3GOI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JOSfuCMw2_Q/s200/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pangas are teeming with high levels of poisons and bacteria. ( industrial effluents, arsenic, and toxic and hazardous by-products of the growing industrial sector, polychlorinated biphenyls (PCBs), DDT and its metabolites (DDTs), metal contaminants, chlordane-related compounds (CHLs), hexachlorocyclohexane isomers (HCHs), and hexachlorobenzene (HCB) ). The reasons are that the Mekong River is one of the most polluted rivers on the planet and this is where pangas are farmed and industries along the river dump chemicals and industrial waste directly into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Note: a friend lab tests these fish and tells us to avoid eating them due to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whytraveltofrance.com/2007/08/03/buying-fish-in-france-a-warning/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;high amounts of contamination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Regardless of the reports and recommendations against selling them, the supermarkets still sell them to the general public knowing they are contaminated.2. They freeze Pangas in contaminated river water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ-3BsFI/AAAAAAAAANI/tFE082TuObg/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122231257935954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ-3BsFI/AAAAAAAAANI/tFE082TuObg/s200/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pangas are not environmentally sustainable, a most unsustainable food you could possibly eat - 'Buy local' means creating the least amount of environmental harm as possible. This is the very opposite end of the spectrum of sustainable consumerism. Pangas are raised in Vietnam . Pangas are fed food that comes from Peru ( more on that below ), their hormones ( which are injected into the female Pangas ) come from China . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;( More about that below ) and finally, they are transported from Vietnam to France . That's not just a giant carbon foot print, that's a carbon continent of a foot print.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's nothing natural about Pangas - They're fed dead fish remnants and bones, dried and ground into a flour, from South America , manioc ( cassava ) and residue from soy and grains. This kind of nourishment doesn't even remotely resemble what they eat in nature. But what it does resemble is the method of feeding mad cows ( cows were fed cows, remember? ). What they feed pangas is completely unregulated so there are most likely other dangerous substances and hormones thrown into the mix. The pangas grow at a speed light ( practically! ) : 4 times faster than in nature¡Kso it makes you wonder what exactly is in their food? Your guess is as good as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ-fYw6I/AAAAAAAAANY/pWEde2aEAUY/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122231158784930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZ-fYw6I/AAAAAAAAANY/pWEde2aEAUY/s200/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pangas are Injected with Hormones Derived from Urine - I don't know how someone came up with this one out but they've discovered that if they inject female Pangas with hormones made from the dehydrated urine of pregnant women, the female Pangas grow much quicker and produce eggs faster (one Panga can lay approximately 500,000 eggs at one time). Essentially, they're injecting fish with hormones ( they come all of the way from a pharmaceutical company in China) to speed up the process of growth and reproduction. That isn't good. Some of you might not mind eating fish injected with dehydrated pee, so if you don't, good for you, but just consider the rest of the reasons to NOT eat it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You get what you pay for - and then some. Don't be lured in by insanely cheap price of Pangas. Is it worth risking your health and the health of your family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buying Pangas supports unscrupulous, greedy evil corporations and food conglomerates that don't care about the health and well-being of human beings. They only are concerned about selling as many pangas as possible to unsuspecting consumers. These corporations only care about selling and making more money at whatever cost to the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pangas will make you sick - If ( for reasons in #1 above ) you don't get immediately ill with vomiting, diarrhea and effects from severe food poisoning, congratulations, you have an iron stomach! But you're still ingesting POISON not poisson.Final important note: Because of the prodigious amount of availability of Pangas, be warned that they will certainly find their way into other foods: surimi ( those pressed fish things, imitation crab sticks ), fish sticks, fish terrines, and probably in some pet foods. (Warn your dogs and cats and hamsters and gerbils and even your pet fish! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, when you do your next round of shopping of frozen fish,or eating out at cafes / food stalls by choosing fish-&amp;amp;-chips, think twice !!You have been warned !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZnMSCqI/AAAAAAAAANA/2PQv5ttZC9Q/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240122224904637090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinZnMSCqI/AAAAAAAAANA/2PQv5ttZC9Q/s200/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-2638941648351917948?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/2638941648351917948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=2638941648351917948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2638941648351917948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2638941648351917948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/08/would-there-be-anymore-safe-foods-for.html' title='Would There Be Anymore &apos;Safe&apos; Foods for Us?'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SLinaKUA11I/AAAAAAAAANg/xt8RS-dw0g8/s72-c/image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-7241808827872547981</id><published>2008-08-23T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:08:06.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been a while since i last updated this blog. Apologise for being so reluctant&lt;em&gt; (in sense of laziness and of course, too busy with works)&lt;/em&gt; to update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are so much of happenings. First, i get hooked up with piles of documentations due to the Arbitration going-on, then family matters, friendships failed and plus all the lies and noncenses i encountered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can say all these really gave me a hard time to solve or 'get over' it. Luckily, i get an assistance from a very dear friend of mine, which i would like to say a very 'THANK YOU' to you especially, via here. And of course, i thank GOD for giving me a chance to meet her in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She didnt' do much, except her nice advises and consolations. At that time, thats all i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is now all over, and am again 'gamble' all my concentrations to the Arbitration. Its all i wanna do rite at this point of time. Sorry, if a delay happen again in coming futures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all these 'Happenings', i realise that sometimes, we need to let go of something which really dear to you, in order to go on with life. But when you got the chance to do whatever you wanna do now, JUST DO IT! Do not hesitate or feeling reluctant and giving yourself a reason that you still have time to do it or can do it later....say 'NO' to this kind of thinking!&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/4149899884101678925-7241808827872547981?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/7241808827872547981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=7241808827872547981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7241808827872547981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7241808827872547981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/08/happenings.html' title='Happenings..'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-4217367642775101568</id><published>2008-07-02T11:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:58:05.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Rainbow... こにちわ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218250532685169298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNkWxQpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/z8cg15rRzhY/s200/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218253841158433570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGr2OJYQ6yI/AAAAAAAAAMs/lSmEtvZwvd8/s200/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218253839319080834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGr2OChun4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Brw4mPcyA7Q/s200/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzMnxWBjI/AAAAAAAAALY/FUmTPCos_c8/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218250516422067762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzMnxWBjI/AAAAAAAAALY/FUmTPCos_c8/s200/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzM4dMrII/AAAAAAAAALg/QwToVC4MUoE/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218250520900971650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzM4dMrII/AAAAAAAAALg/QwToVC4MUoE/s200/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNEv5C5I/AAAAAAAAALo/STYC-upg3ik/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218250524200602514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNEv5C5I/AAAAAAAAALo/STYC-upg3ik/s200/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNRV_GzI/AAAAAAAAALw/NjUcXrdVxCc/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218250527581608754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNRV_GzI/AAAAAAAAALw/NjUcXrdVxCc/s200/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Konichiwa Rainbow! Its been a while lately..Thank you again for lighten up my days with colours!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4149899884101678925-4217367642775101568?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/4217367642775101568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=4217367642775101568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/4217367642775101568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/4217367642775101568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-rainbow.html' title='Dear Rainbow... こにちわ!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGrzNkWxQpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/z8cg15rRzhY/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-3895433376256514713</id><published>2008-06-27T09:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:14:00.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GET SMART -  What a hilarious movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We went for a movie bite last nite. Its a right choice we choosed 'GET SMART' !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;This movie really cheer-up our moods. It was funny, cheecky and suspense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Definitely recommended for those spies lovers and dummies like us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkaVAE9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruXHTSgZD-Y/s1600-h/getsmart_galleryfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375158293402578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkaVAE9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruXHTSgZD-Y/s200/getsmart_galleryfinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJlKnXbNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oCaTDwOEAyM/s1600-h/anne_hathaway3-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375171255332050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJlKnXbNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/oCaTDwOEAyM/s200/anne_hathaway3-th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkf7AOfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BvVVVdtqu2w/s1600-h/dwayne__the_rock__johnson9-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375159794973170" style="WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" height="94" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkf7AOfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BvVVVdtqu2w/s200/dwayne__the_rock__johnson9-th.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJk4leBEI/AAAAAAAAALI/i2hdeY-bacE/s1600-h/masi_oka20-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375166415537218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJk4leBEI/AAAAAAAAALI/i2hdeY-bacE/s200/masi_oka20-th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkrZshZI/AAAAAAAAALA/rb6unjwrhgA/s1600-h/getsmart2-th.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216375162876495250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkrZshZI/AAAAAAAAALA/rb6unjwrhgA/s200/getsmart2-th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The main characters&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Carell&lt;/strong&gt; played a clumpsy and funny character, Maxwell Smart a.k.a 'agent 68' or Maxie (what his boss called him)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(ii) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Hathaway&lt;/strong&gt;, 'agent 99' a serious and professional agent, who done plastic surgeries to coverup her past identities and the sexy partner to Max&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Synopsis &lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maxwell Smart is on a mission to thwart the latest plot for world domination by the evil crime syndicate known as KAOS. When the headquarters of U.S. spy agency Control is attacked and the identities of its agents compromised, the Chief has no choice but to promote his ever-eager analyst Maxwell Smart, who has always dreamt of working in the field alongside stalwart superstar Agent 23. Smart is partnered instead with the only other agent whose identity has not been compromised: the lovely-but-lethal veteran Agent 99. As Smart and 99 get closer to unraveling KAOS' master plan--and each other--they discover that key KAOS operative Siegfried and his sidekick Shtarker are scheming to cash in with their network of terror. Given little field experience and even less time, Smart--armed with nothing but a few spy-tech gadgets and his unbridled enthusiasm--must defeat KAOS if he is to save the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-3895433376256514713?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/3895433376256514713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=3895433376256514713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3895433376256514713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3895433376256514713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-smart-what-hilarious-movie.html' title='GET SMART -  What a hilarious movie!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/SGRJkaVAE9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/ruXHTSgZD-Y/s72-c/getsmart_galleryfinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-7945294263534463566</id><published>2008-06-21T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:46:35.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>げんき? げんき?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Its been a while since i updated happenings over this blog. One of my beloved friend just keep nagging me on my absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, eventhough its been a while, but i do not feel any 'long while' though..time really flys. Lots of happenings in this few months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;First, my work place still as 'normal' as before, i do still always being annoyed by this 'SNAKE' in my office, and sometimes i do feel like : 'Why? Why? Why me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It has been torturing my mental ever since i stepped in this office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After all the complainings and 'fights', i came to conclude that : 'well, at least it will only boost up my motivation to NOT BE just like this kind of people!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What a great MANAGEMENT huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then, problems not only fall on me. It also showers few of my friends. While trying to implement the solutions to all those annonymouses..i'm glad and blessed to have such great friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Accidents, break-ups, arguments, misunderstoods....all these happened suddenly. May be we do really grew older, not only our age but in the way we handled and judge the situation. Compared to last time, when we are younger, all situations seem very different in it ways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I cried for the touching and unity moments, as what people can do in order to rescue and help others, and feel uncomfortable for what happened to the world now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Earthquake and floods in China, Tornadoes in USA, Political Discrimination in Malaysia, Government being rejected by public in Thailand....the list goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All this happened without notices and it took away lots of other's beloved and great memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If you want to do something, just implement it, dont' wait! when you have the chance to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just pray hard that it didnt' hurt yourself or your love ones.&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/4149899884101678925-7945294263534463566?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/7945294263534463566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=7945294263534463566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7945294263534463566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7945294263534463566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='げんき? げんき?'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-5573951795898184473</id><published>2007-12-08T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:41:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Could They Do This!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes you just feel mad on small matters. But this annoyed me most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A tenant of my boss's (rented out houses) were being chased due to non-payment of rental for a year! He requested and pleases for extra time on the payment. As promised, he were supposed to pay the long overdue before the dateline. Unfortunately, he 'sneakly' moved out without any notice! He ran off with all the outstanding due. What annoyed me most is...carried away everything but left them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbsKSnNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nnNCBnAwlkg/s1600-h/DSC04699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143648911353879762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbsKSnNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nnNCBnAwlkg/s200/DSC04699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbcKSnLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_zxYlHTApV8/s1600-h/DSC04697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143648907058912434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbcKSnLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_zxYlHTApV8/s200/DSC04697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HqT8KSnRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WLghp6s2VRE/s1600-h/DSC04696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143649877721521426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HqT8KSnRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WLghp6s2VRE/s200/DSC04696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cute puppies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbcKSnMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mdbkeHi3jBw/s1600-h/DSC04698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143648907058912450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbcKSnMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mdbkeHi3jBw/s200/DSC04698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother of these cute puppies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;They are being neglected and no foods! How could some people can do things this way??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, these poor animal are being taken care of. My boss adopted the mother of those puppies and we have to divide porportionly the puppies...they are so cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-5573951795898184473?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/5573951795898184473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=5573951795898184473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5573951795898184473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5573951795898184473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-could-they-do-this.html' title='How Could They Do This!!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R2HpbsKSnNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nnNCBnAwlkg/s72-c/DSC04699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-5901016013439109710</id><published>2007-12-01T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:24:21.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Message....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"&gt;One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you.&lt;br /&gt;He said, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.&lt;br /&gt;As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"And think of me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....&lt;br /&gt;She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Everything' s going to be all right. I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Bryan Anderson."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;There is an old saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"What goes around comes around".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today, I sent you this story and I'm asking you to pass it on... Let this light shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Simply, pass this on to a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This month is the month of 'wear the blue ribbon month'...lets us all pray and give the best of ourselves to all the needies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-5901016013439109710?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/5901016013439109710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=5901016013439109710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5901016013439109710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/5901016013439109710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-message.html' title='The Greatest Message....'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-2546495629596626228</id><published>2007-11-27T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:39:01.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Age That Icehippo Wish to Go Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Meatball&lt;/span&gt; for this lovely and catchy tagging.. : The Age That I Wish to Go Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Frankly speaking, this is a tough question for me too! There are lots and lots of memories or times that i wish to return to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;............&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;30 secs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;............&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 min&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;............&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 min and 20 secs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alright, let just say i wish to go back every hours spent with my families and friends! Those are the memories that i cherished most. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NO particular or special ages, just 'every day'&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love to see my parents getting mad and dunno what to say or do after we done something wrong and went thru all hard times together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love to be with my friends who always cheered and taken care of me sweetly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love my pets who always helping me to go thru 'bored' times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love being alive in this world and also being able to be with the people that i wanted to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If i have the chance to go back to 'last time', i would wanna solve all problems in the most perfect ways....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********START COPY**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: The Age That I Wish To Go Back To&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Requirement: Write about the one age that you wish to go back to and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag Mode: 5 bloggers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st - You leave their blog and post link and add to the list below.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd - Let the blogger you want to tag know they been tagged by comment in their blog or etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Age that they Wish to Go Back to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amidrin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amidrin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wish to go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://amidrin.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age 22 to correct back some mistakes in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://judychow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemonjude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wish to go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://judychow.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age 6 to enjoy kid’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joshualai.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Sia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wish to go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://joshualai.blogspot.com/2007/09/tag-age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age 16 to meet her first lover again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://giddytigers.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giddy Tiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wishes to go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://giddytigers.com/2007/10/10/if-i-could-turn-back-time/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a childhood life with no worries in the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rinnah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rinnah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wishes she could turn back time to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rinnah.blogspot.com/2007/10/sands-of-time.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the happiest days of her life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeehon.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ehon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; doesn’t wanna &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeehon.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-in-adelaide.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go anywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chen22.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wanna go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chen22.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-time-machine-is-reality.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age 19 to take a different pathway in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://albiewongt.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; prefers to go forward, but failing that, would wish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://albiewong.com/?p=502"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be in China cir. 220 BC Qin Dynasty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://everydayhealy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyday Healy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wanted to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://everydayhealy.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-are-you-grandpa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back in 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, just to hear her grandpa said "Goodbye".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://magicalmilestone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feels that she should go back to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://magicalmilestone.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag-age-that-i-wish-to-go-back-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save her rabbit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onabentofrenzy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bento Pet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; has Déjà vu-d "that time in my life" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onabentofrenzy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eighteen years ago...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meatballonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meatball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wishes she could continue dancing and study what she wants...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Icehippo wishes to go back to 'everytime' from the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;**********END COPY**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now, i need to tag few of my friends (NOT 5 PERSONS)  :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.  &lt;a href="http://jessicachinpj.multiply.com/"&gt;rainy jessica&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://weblog.xanga.com/ChloeTiffany"&gt;chloe? tiffany?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://tinnydawood.multiply.com/"&gt;tiny tinny&lt;/a&gt; &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/4149899884101678925-2546495629596626228?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/2546495629596626228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=2546495629596626228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2546495629596626228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2546495629596626228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/age-that-icehippo-wish-to-go-back.html' title='The Age That Icehippo Wish to Go Back...'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-3457982773859628005</id><published>2007-11-24T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:26:38.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time really flies. I was stationed at my boss's house as he was not around. Why? If you were asking me about this,me myself also not so sure about this, but i guess cos the house were only left with old in-laws and maids. Friends and collegues named me as a short term 'princess' as were being pampered for a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But for me, am not that get use to it as everything i usually do or done, cannot be accomplished at the moment....While i'm there, i was being guarded also! By who? Well... by them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIIdpLbJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xrEOO7EFiOY/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136223579017014418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIIdpLbJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xrEOO7EFiOY/s200/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eILdpLbLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IPlMQRHAM6A/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136223630556622002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eILdpLbLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IPlMQRHAM6A/s200/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was surprised and wondering what am i doing.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIN9pLbMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/n_GF8xHT4G8/s1600-h/IMG_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136223673506294978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIN9pLbMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/n_GF8xHT4G8/s200/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIKtpLbKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H1xhlEPst3I/s1600-h/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136223617671720098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIKtpLbKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/H1xhlEPst3I/s200/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say 'cheeseeee''.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIPdpLbNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uXh-4ZlDVII/s1600-h/IMG_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136223699276098770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIPdpLbNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uXh-4ZlDVII/s200/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is 'Honey'..a shi-tsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJbdpLbRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/A8WzQuCKnsQ/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136225004946156818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJbdpLbRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/A8WzQuCKnsQ/s200/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJatpLbQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/TUuFQAidHGw/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136224992061254914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJatpLbQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/TUuFQAidHGw/s200/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJZdpLbPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zFxczgpNeM0/s1600-h/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136224970586418418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJZdpLbPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/zFxczgpNeM0/s200/IMG_1309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJYtpLbOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9n0VeEt7XFk/s1600-h/IMG_1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136224957701516514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eJYtpLbOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9n0VeEt7XFk/s200/IMG_1301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is 'Sugar'...a very naughty yet cute pinscher! Sorry for the 'lousy' angle of picture..cos she doesnt really like to take photoshoots.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cute huh?? They followed me everywhere and even shared the same room (just beside/near me lah!) What a 'guardian angel' they are! At least am not that bored for quite sometime...&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/4149899884101678925-3457982773859628005?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/3457982773859628005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=3457982773859628005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3457982773859628005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3457982773859628005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/guardian-angel.html' title='Guardian Angel'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0eIIdpLbJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xrEOO7EFiOY/s72-c/IMG_1304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-194734161653302096</id><published>2007-11-23T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:59:32.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really happened...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember yesterday i posted some photos of one 'shocked' incident?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suspense....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, actually it was a 'drill'! Yes, it was a training for all the local authorities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not bad for all other nearby citizens to witness such a 'real' drill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-194734161653302096?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/194734161653302096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=194734161653302096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/194734161653302096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/194734161653302096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-happened_23.html' title='What really happened...'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-3260299355085027340</id><published>2007-11-22T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:16:53.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was busy with works and suddenly...sirens of ambulances and local authorities are nearby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHZ9pLa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b18H31d0weI/s1600-h/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135519092711320482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHZ9pLa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b18H31d0weI/s200/IMG_1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHa9pLa7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/f7PSzRst49g/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135519109891189682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHa9pLa7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/f7PSzRst49g/s200/IMG_1320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ambulances were parked beside the pier near "custom's" port.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHXtpLa4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/HVDXsGaJHTU/s1600-h/IMG_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135519054056614786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHXtpLa4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/HVDXsGaJHTU/s200/IMG_1317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHY9pLa5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/WKbnv_PWezM/s1600-h/IMG_1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135519075531451282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHY9pLa5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/WKbnv_PWezM/s200/IMG_1318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHWNpLa3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/QoEMxF8r1wE/s1600-h/IMG_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIa9pLbAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PdGLuXbf7qg/s1600-h/IMG_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135520209402817538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIa9pLbAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PdGLuXbf7qg/s200/IMG_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIZtpLa_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/xIWDnVUuA-c/s1600-h/IMG_1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135520187927981042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIZtpLa_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/xIWDnVUuA-c/s200/IMG_1324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...2 ferries (POLIS) were seen 'emerging' to the same pier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIYNpLa-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/t_0OIGpwmuA/s1600-h/IMG_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135520162158177250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UIYNpLa-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/t_0OIGpwmuA/s200/IMG_1323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Extra ambulances were also seen on 'standby' near the port...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOdNpLbFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/yIYqtyPNzGc/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135526845127289938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOdNpLbFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/yIYqtyPNzGc/s200/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPHdpLbGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/72_5m7LKWik/s1600-h/IMG_1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135527570976762978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPHdpLbGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/72_5m7LKWik/s200/IMG_1331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, scenes started to heated up! Reporters and local authorities are seen all over the places!&lt;br /&gt;Passerby, workers near the pier also stopped doing their own works in order to witness what is happening.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPJNpLbII/AAAAAAAAAIc/-ieDvpuA6Tc/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135527601041534082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPJNpLbII/AAAAAAAAAIc/-ieDvpuA6Tc/s200/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPH9pLbHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gbNRS1vxjCI/s1600-h/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135527579566697586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UPH9pLbHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/gbNRS1vxjCI/s200/IMG_1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'standby' ambulance merged to the scene after the first ambulance were off from the scene. We can see some 'bodies' are being loaded up to the ambulances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOb9pLbDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mTMczmPh92w/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135526823652453426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOb9pLbDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mTMczmPh92w/s200/IMG_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOcdpLbEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/V_754fkBlyg/s1600-h/IMG_1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135526832242388034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOcdpLbEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/V_754fkBlyg/s200/IMG_1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOaNpLbBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HCFti5-uzoQ/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135526793587682322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UOaNpLbBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HCFti5-uzoQ/s200/IMG_1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UObNpLbCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ajap6gVO8cY/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135526810767551522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UObNpLbCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ajap6gVO8cY/s200/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Stay tuned tommorow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-3260299355085027340?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/3260299355085027340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=3260299355085027340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3260299355085027340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3260299355085027340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-happened.html' title='What Happened!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0UHZ9pLa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b18H31d0weI/s72-c/IMG_1319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-326362102717575992</id><published>2007-11-20T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:21:11.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handmade artworks'/><title type='text'>Creative artworks..for xmas presents !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0Kmc9pLazI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BcIoW1Unkuc/s1600-h/IMG_1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134849541669612338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0Kmc9pLazI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BcIoW1Unkuc/s200/IMG_1245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KmdNpLa0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/hCkwLJe_6ro/s1600-h/IMG_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134849545964579650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KmdNpLa0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/hCkwLJe_6ro/s200/IMG_1246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KmdtpLa1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/NztwTNW34tc/s1600-h/IMG_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134849554554514258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KmdtpLa1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/NztwTNW34tc/s200/IMG_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0Kmd9pLa2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/RTUzDOVY1WQ/s1600-h/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134849558849481570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0Kmd9pLa2I/AAAAAAAAAGM/RTUzDOVY1WQ/s200/IMG_1249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry for the lousy quality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dear friends, please feel free to drop messages and comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You may also choose which one you prefer... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-326362102717575992?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/326362102717575992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=326362102717575992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/326362102717575992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/326362102717575992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/creative-artworksfor-xmas-presents.html' title='Creative artworks..for xmas presents !'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0Kmc9pLazI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BcIoW1Unkuc/s72-c/IMG_1245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-7455087826279511512</id><published>2007-11-20T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:15:05.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini donuts'/><title type='text'>Kota Kinabalu's newbies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KlGdpLaxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N13D-lN9Gxw/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134848055610927890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KlGdpLaxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N13D-lN9Gxw/s200/IMG_1295.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KlG9pLayI/AAAAAAAAAFs/i_9KceUQ-tA/s1600-h/IMG_1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134848064200862498" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KlG9pLayI/AAAAAAAAAFs/i_9KceUQ-tA/s200/IMG_1296.JPG" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meatball will sure drooling again..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/4149899884101678925-7455087826279511512?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/7455087826279511512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=7455087826279511512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7455087826279511512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/7455087826279511512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/kota-kinabalus-newbies.html' title='Kota Kinabalu&apos;s newbies!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/R0KlGdpLaxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N13D-lN9Gxw/s72-c/IMG_1295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-305258524519747082</id><published>2007-11-15T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:21:52.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeMe Tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got tagged by Sharonvy long time ago (Sorry! I've totally forgotten about this due to stress of works)......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here goes:Instructions :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remove the first Blog and add your own blog last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q1. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing special...dreaming i guess.. and of course still studying and done lots of stupid things, plus silly stuff..as a teenager.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q2. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 1 Year ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2006 - Work, sleeps, eats, shopping, addicted to Yoon Eun Hye and Joo Ji Hoon (Goong), travel, and of course made up loads of debts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What are 5 snacks you enjoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Potatoe chips, fried chicken, prawn and crab, Tappioca chips, Peanuts and corn chips!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What are 5 songs you know the lyrics to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not really that experts on these...but when in KTV, all pop up automatically...more addicted to korean songs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 things you would do if you are a Millionaire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Donates some to the needys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Buy a big and comfortable house to my parents and of course include a maid for them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. To open an 'event organiser' agency or management company&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Buy a full loaded medical and life insurance!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Clear my debts of course!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 Bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Loves to eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Sometimes too kind to people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Not able to help lots of people of needed help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Lazy to complete tags questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Complaints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 things you like to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Eating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Watching TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 Favourite Toys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Computer, PSP, TV, Miniatures and MP3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q9.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;5 things you would never wear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Bikini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. T-back underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Swimwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Stomach and tonque's pierces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Transparent bottom or blouses or clothings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Q10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 things you hate to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Being treated unfairly by others but still need to smile and acted nothing happened to the person treated you like this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Tagging others (hehehehe.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Smoking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. Drinking alcoholics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Create debts to myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, tagging others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;None - as i hate to tag others....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-305258524519747082?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/305258524519747082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=305258524519747082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/305258524519747082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/305258524519747082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/meme-tag.html' title='MeMe Tag!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-552343397091936812</id><published>2007-11-15T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:56:48.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Meatball!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List eight (8) random facts about yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag eight people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here goes..... :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. I love food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. I love shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. If am hungry, am in bad mood. (You can verify with Meatball about this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Am a tv series/drama obsessed maniac. Korean, Japanese, Taiwanese, Hongkese...etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. I don't like to wear 'bra' when am at home...;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Am not kind enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Am a money dispose machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Am the luckiest person in this world for being with my families and friends, can hear, see and talk, visit and meeting new friends around this world..and still being alive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now for people i wanna tag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonvy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;make up sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weblog.xanga.com/ChloeTiffany"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chloe? tiffany?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinnydawood.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tiny tinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessicachinpj.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rainy jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-552343397091936812?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/552343397091936812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=552343397091936812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/552343397091936812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/552343397091936812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/tagged-by-meatball.html' title='Tagged by Meatball!'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-3785107711329606427</id><published>2007-11-12T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:51:05.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgfNeVQyVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QuI3UiEOYbQ/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131886091729684818" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgfNeVQyVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QuI3UiEOYbQ/s200/Picture+001.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Do you know whats species(flower) of these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-3785107711329606427?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/3785107711329606427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=3785107711329606427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3785107711329606427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/3785107711329606427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-you-know.html' title='Do You Know?'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgfNeVQyVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QuI3UiEOYbQ/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-1653853484782668129</id><published>2007-11-12T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:52:53.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean food'/><title type='text'>A Nite to Remember - Dinner at Korean Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZSeVQyUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r4CaNIc2FlY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131879580559264066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZSeVQyUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r4CaNIc2FlY/s200/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love korean food. Really, really addicted to them. Last nite was a very pleasant and wonderful nite to be remembered. Although i had been to this restaurants for many times but the feeling was just not the same. May be because my parents joined us. We have a wonderful times there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, we have our dinner at 'Bintulu Korean Restaurant', which introduced by meatball previously via her blog. All foods served are great and you will sure return there for the same food or other special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZR-VQyTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UF3Lg_cJXdo/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131879571969329458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZR-VQyTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UF3Lg_cJXdo/s200/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Starters (Pickles, raddish, kimchi, steamed egg and ikan bilis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the food/dishes we ordered last nite :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYV-VQyNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qmN6ZU_7B64/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131878541177178322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYV-VQyNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qmN6ZU_7B64/s200/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYWeVQyOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TUZCXZvK1pk/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131878549767112930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYWeVQyOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TUZCXZvK1pk/s200/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Porks !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYXeVQyRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bmoVW-fIIns/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131878566946982162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYXeVQyRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bmoVW-fIIns/s200/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYWuVQyPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/t1Qe4aik9E8/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131878554062080242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYWuVQyPI/AAAAAAAAAEs/t1Qe4aik9E8/s200/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYXOVQyQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mmaH8dYp7f4/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131878562652014850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgYXOVQyQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mmaH8dYp7f4/s200/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fried Korean Rice Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZROVQySI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oC2Ej_Xslds/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131879559084427554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZROVQySI/AAAAAAAAAFE/oC2Ej_Xslds/s200/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deep Fried Squid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us had a 'full' stomach and satisfied with all the time spent there!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-1653853484782668129?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/1653853484782668129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=1653853484782668129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/1653853484782668129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/1653853484782668129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/nite-to-remember-dinner-at-korean.html' title='A Nite to Remember - Dinner at Korean Restaurant'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzgZSeVQyUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r4CaNIc2FlY/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-6556927595727748240</id><published>2007-11-09T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T18:24:17.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics - White Lover Story</title><content type='html'>cho um me nal ji mohtaesso&lt;br /&gt;나를 보는 그대의 그 눈빛이&lt;br /&gt;nal po neun keu de el keu nun pi chi&lt;br /&gt;왜 그렇게 안타까웠는지&lt;br /&gt;wae ke lo kae an ta ga won nun ji&lt;br /&gt;언제나 묻고 싶던 말&lt;br /&gt;on je na mun go shi don mal&lt;br /&gt;아주 조금 내 맘 알고 있는지&lt;br /&gt;a ju cho gum ne mam al go i nun ji&lt;br /&gt;한번도 얘기한 적 없었지만&lt;br /&gt;han bon do ye gi han cho gob so ji man&lt;br /&gt;이젠 아는데 그대도 나처럼&lt;br /&gt;eejen a neunde keudaedo nachorom&lt;br /&gt;하루하룰 헤매였던 걸&lt;br /&gt;ha ru ha ru he me yo don go&lt;br /&gt;l잠들 수 없이&lt;br /&gt;cham del su ob shi&lt;br /&gt;너무 아파했었다는 걸&lt;br /&gt;no mu a pa he so da nun gol&lt;br /&gt;손을 잡아요&lt;br /&gt;so nul cha ba yo&lt;br /&gt;다시는 그대 놓지 않을게&lt;br /&gt;ta shi nun keu de rel no shi a nun ge&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 내가 숨쉬는 날까지&lt;br /&gt;saranghaeyo nega sum shi nun nal ga ji&lt;br /&gt;그대로 멈춰버렸죠&lt;br /&gt;keu daero meom chweo peo ryo jyo&lt;br /&gt;나에겐 늘&lt;br /&gt;na e gen nel&lt;br /&gt;모질게만 대하던 그대가&lt;br /&gt;mo jil ge man daehadon kuedaega&lt;br /&gt;날 보며 웃어주던 날&lt;br /&gt;nal po myo u so ju don nal&lt;br /&gt;이젠 아는데 그대도 나처럼&lt;br /&gt;eejen aneunde kuedaedo nacheoreom&lt;br /&gt;하루하룰 헤매였던 걸&lt;br /&gt;ha ru ha ru he me yo don gol&lt;br /&gt;잠들 수 없이&lt;br /&gt;cham duel su obshi&lt;br /&gt;너무 아파했었다는 걸&lt;br /&gt;neomu appahae seo daneun gol&lt;br /&gt;손을 잡았죠&lt;br /&gt;choneul chabajyo&lt;br /&gt;다시는 나를 놓지 말아요&lt;br /&gt;ta si nun na rel no ji mal la yo&lt;br /&gt;사랑해요 내가 눈감는 날까지&lt;br /&gt;sarang haeyo naega nun gam(nun) nal ggaji&lt;br /&gt;울지 않아요 이제 그대&lt;br /&gt;ulji anh nayo eeje kuedae&lt;br /&gt;내 곁에 있으니&lt;br /&gt;nae kyotte eessue ni&lt;br /&gt;고마워요 이렇게 모자란 내게 그대를 선물해줘서&lt;br /&gt;gomaweoyo eereohke mocharan naege keudaereul seonmul hae jweo seo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-6556927595727748240?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/6556927595727748240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=6556927595727748240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/6556927595727748240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/6556927595727748240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/lyrics-white-lover-story.html' title='Lyrics - White Lover Story'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-9127570299662319820</id><published>2007-11-06T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:48:44.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Life's a Comedy! - Trip to Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEkXMXsXwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7xJo27nuvy8/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129921431427899138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEkXMXsXwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7xJo27nuvy8/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You would just say it is just an ordinary country to be visited. Yes, its true for those who only went for scenery catching and shopping! But for me and my sis, its not just that. You get the best exites when you had all those yummy foods they served there! Hong Kong is the best place for really nice and tasty foods. No matter where or which block of road you at, sure there will be something nice to chew up! I will sure recommend to those who really loves food, especially Meatball…she is obsessed to foods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeGMXsXkI/AAAAAAAAACw/zOSxYltEtAI/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129914542300356162" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="100" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeGMXsXkI/AAAAAAAAACw/zOSxYltEtAI/s200/Picture+077.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeGsXsXlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KEIcABeLFxE/s1600-h/Picture+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129914550890290770" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="118" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeGsXsXlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KEIcABeLFxE/s200/Picture+084.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeG8XsXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q2GyoRbLf40/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129914555185258082" style="WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="116" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeG8XsXmI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q2GyoRbLf40/s200/Picture+085.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeHcXsXnI/AAAAAAAAADI/6P1lQu4OBS0/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129914563775192690" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="115" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeHcXsXnI/AAAAAAAAADI/6P1lQu4OBS0/s200/Picture+086.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was rainy days. We need to bring umbrellas along to everywhere we go. But the best part is, you don’t really need to carry them all the time! Why? Because you will be traveling via MTR. Its also called the ‘underground train’. Every exits will link you different streets or shopping complexes. Whats the best part? Well, you will not get lost or even hunger to death if you stuck in there. You can have all sorts of foods and drinks. Sandwiches, breads, cakes, candies, magazines and etc…anything. You name it, they have it! I would recommend that if you are a shopping geek, please stay at Kowloon or Jordan area. This places are surrounded with markets and shopping complexes. It is more convenient that you walk to the destination that you are heading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa98XsXZI/AAAAAAAAABY/FL3OvxaiujI/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129911102031551890" style="WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="108" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa98XsXZI/AAAAAAAAABY/FL3OvxaiujI/s200/Picture+006.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-cXsXbI/AAAAAAAAABo/182745EUtfw/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129911110621486514" style="WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="139" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-cXsXbI/AAAAAAAAABo/182745EUtfw/s200/Picture+033.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-MXsXaI/AAAAAAAAABg/IrNriwz08cw/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129911106326519202" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="131" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-MXsXaI/AAAAAAAAABg/IrNriwz08cw/s200/Picture+031.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-8XsXcI/AAAAAAAAABw/4xEKfX2mzcY/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129911119211421122" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="143" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa-8XsXcI/AAAAAAAAABw/4xEKfX2mzcY/s200/Picture+049.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa_MXsXdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yDehvzTWFN0/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129911123506388434" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="136" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEa_MXsXdI/AAAAAAAAAB4/yDehvzTWFN0/s200/Picture+050.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We visited ‘Ocean’s Park’ on the second day and it was not really a nice trip due to the unstopped rain drops. Most of the amusements were stopped due to this weather. All visitors only get the chance to visit the ‘indoors’ attractions. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEeF8XsXjI/AAAAAAAAACo/7MXxTZKzhao/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, not bad also. We get to know all sorts of living animals in the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcqMXsXiI/AAAAAAAAACg/EhG7m_TQfaw/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129912961752391202" style="WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcqMXsXiI/AAAAAAAAACg/EhG7m_TQfaw/s200/Picture+070.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpsXsXhI/AAAAAAAAACY/0aWqv9nAWcI/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129912953162456594" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="131" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpsXsXhI/AAAAAAAAACY/0aWqv9nAWcI/s200/Picture+063.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpcXsXgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ck483c3_xYQ/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129912948867489282" style="WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="120" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpcXsXgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ck483c3_xYQ/s200/Picture+059.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpMXsXfI/AAAAAAAAACI/ijwJIEW87UU/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129912944572521970" style="WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="121" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcpMXsXfI/AAAAAAAAACI/ijwJIEW87UU/s200/Picture+052.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcosXsXeI/AAAAAAAAACA/SKCEp4QdPz4/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129912935982587362" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="112" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEcosXsXeI/AAAAAAAAACA/SKCEp4QdPz4/s200/Picture+051.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, if you plan to have your lunch there, please dont't! Entertainments are best but foods are worst. And price not as cheap as you think. We get to pay HK$40+ for a simple meal. After this short visit, we continue on our shopping spree the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We stopped at Macau on the last day of the trip. I would say it is the best part of this whole trip! Why? Go visit. You will know what i mean .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEilcXsXvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KFlLJ-TLmJ8/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129919477217779442" style="WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="125" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEilcXsXvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KFlLJ-TLmJ8/s200/Picture+126.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEilMXsXuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bqSuRdIP7VQ/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129919472922812130" style="WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="105" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEilMXsXuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bqSuRdIP7VQ/s200/Picture+123.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEikMXsXtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R1Xxncz48XY/s1600-h/Picture+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129919455742942930" style="WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="107" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEikMXsXtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R1Xxncz48XY/s200/Picture+118.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEiiMXsXsI/AAAAAAAAADw/EeBRkvJ0W0k/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129919421383204546" style="WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px" height="93" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEiiMXsXsI/AAAAAAAAADw/EeBRkvJ0W0k/s200/Picture+117.jpg" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEihsXsXrI/AAAAAAAAADo/3A5-ADN4SSk/s1600-h/Picture+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129919412793269938" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="100" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEihsXsXrI/AAAAAAAAADo/3A5-ADN4SSk/s200/Picture+116.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-9127570299662319820?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/9127570299662319820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=9127570299662319820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/9127570299662319820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/9127570299662319820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifes-comedy-trip-to-hong-kong.html' title='Life&apos;s a Comedy! - Trip to Hong Kong'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EV0rRH5BCME/RzEkXMXsXwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7xJo27nuvy8/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-4818548124496157595</id><published>2007-11-02T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:25:04.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A Comedy #1 - My Best Friends (continued)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My previous post was about my best friends during my primary and secondary times. Eventhough I did not list all, but was thankful that I met all of them, whom I did not mention in my earlier post. To wrap up this title, details herewith my best pals during my college time. The quantity is uncountable, which includes lecturers, classmates and college staffs. During these times, I’ve learned more than anyone can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many to be listed here, so as usual, I just list out whoever more ‘attached’ to me, means…we hanged out all the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Caryn, my long time buddy. Yes. She was with me at the same college. That’s why we are still as good as before. Then came, Ket Ling, a pretty and kind girl came from Lahad Datu who doesn’t speaks much than me and always kept quiet but still manage to attract lots of ‘bees’.&lt;br /&gt;Not long later, came another ‘cute’ and likes to talk. Talks all the times. Sometimes we called her ‘cili padi’ as she will goes debate with you if you continues to argue with her. I missed all these debates actually. She is Ah Hung. She is kind and most friendly person I’ve ever met also. She came not far away, Sandakan. A place where orangutans and proboscis are being popularized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Sandakan, there are more.&lt;br /&gt;Carlos, whom all of us would agreed on whatever he requests sometimes or shall I say it is rare that he will request something from you. He speaks and walks gently. No matter what he does, its always a gentle manner. Then, another ‘shorty’ in our list. He is very cunning but you can also say he is not that cunning at all. For me he is simply kind and a good person. Some of us like to talk to him, as every word he says, will make you laughed and feel much more better. He is Ah Wing. Sometimes we called him chicken wing. So bad of us rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my college buddies are guys. Not that the number of ladies are more lower than they guys. But I can talk more freely with guys. May be am too ‘not gentle’. In many occasions, guys are more helpful than the ladies. Not bad to know more guys than ladies yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my dear! She said my blog is too long to be readed. So I just simply intro whoever just popped up in my head. Do not misunderstood. My dear is not a guy. It’s a ‘she’! My dear and I didn’t really knew each other, until we are leaving under the same roof while we further our studies in KL. We talked and helped each other a lot, and of course go through lots and lots of matters together. Everywhere you see her, probably you would see me also. She is the kindest person I’ve ever met for all of my life. Sometimes you will get confused on her thinkings but after a while, you will get used to it. And this how we help each other-communications really helps a lot. You don’t know about this, you ask. You confused about it, keep on asking. This is our routines. I ask her and she ask me. She is the one who encouraged me to blog! Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the college ends, we moved on to find ourselves a good job to work with. Many experiences and occasions occurred. Lots of lessons and new people we met.&lt;br /&gt;Categorizing friends would be tough sometimes. School friends, college friends and now…work collegeus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you got online buddies, internet friends, eating friends, movie friends….and the list go on and on….&lt;br /&gt;&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/4149899884101678925-4818548124496157595?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/4818548124496157595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=4818548124496157595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/4818548124496157595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/4818548124496157595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifes-comedy-1-my-best-friends.html' title='Life&apos;s A Comedy #1 - My Best Friends (continued)'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4149899884101678925.post-2033384996129683228</id><published>2007-11-02T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:24:46.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A Comedy #1 - My Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people say you will only have one best friend in your life. I would say no to this ‘phrase’. Am the luckiest person in this world as I met not only one, but few since I was young, from high school to college times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these years, I have been pampered and surrounded by kindness and love offered by everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog posted especially to all whom you know who you are, whom I cherished and love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During High School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an ordinary small kid till I met these few friends of mine, eventhough we have lost contact for quite a long time. Our group, consisting 6 of us. Am the sound less girl in that group and 1 of them is the most popular amongst all of us. I can still remember she is the cutest and prettiest girl I ever knew during that time. Her name was Serene. All of us would always wanna get along or even just ‘stick’ with her all the day. It was just like, whoever managed to get along with her, you will be ‘like’ her. Sometimes we even quarreled for her. How silly yeah? Well, this is how we get passed the hard and good times. All sorts of funny and sad things happened back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned earlier that our group consist 6, including me. The most brilliant in terms of studies would be my ex-neighbour, Amy. We are neighbours since I was kindergarten and till high school, we moved into a larger house. My mom and her mom still in contact after all these years. But unfortunately not me and her. We have lost contact since we still in secondary as we entered into different schools. Of course she entered among the best of schools and I would be the opposite. But thank God, not that bad anyway. Amy was the most intelligent that I ever knew. And I heard that after graduating from secondary, she went overseas to further her studies which is not a surprise to me. And till date, she is still at overseas for work and family I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Sylvia. She was also the prettiest and kind girl whom I knew till we are in secondary. We went to the same secondary school but were in different class when we are in form 2 to 5. We still contact and greet or talk after the separation (different class), and we have our own good friends by then. She is now married to my ex-classmate, a nice and funny guy. They were the couple since high school times. Am so glad of this pure and sincere relationship. We are best friends since high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Yong F Kiaw. She is the most ‘less talk’ person in our group. Her mom run a sundries shop and I remember she and her elder sister was stationed at the shop everyday. We get to have some ‘junk snacks’ from her sometimes. Her skin was the fairest and smoothest amongst us all. She and Amy went to the same high school and am not sure whether they are in the same class. But I guess would not be as Amy’s standard was the highest among all of us….however speak frankly, all of them are good in their studies except me of course….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Wong S Yee. We get to seat together during high school and she is the last who joined our group as she joined our school at a very later stage, primary 3 or 4 if am not mistaken. Both of us helped each other a lot no matter in what kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 of us always attached to each other no matter where we go and even seating next or back to each other. Other classmates named our group as the ‘princess’ group due to our ‘attachment’ and plus all sort of features and characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;During High school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was a little naïve back then. The first day of my secondary would be the most unforgettable moments I ever had. Cos back then, I met one of my best friend, who is now married with a wonderful husband and a son. I still remember that I was arranged to be seated with her on the first day of school and without knowing any new friends yet at that time, she is a stranger to me and am a stranger to her as well. But, she was so popular at that time due to her talkative manners. She was far more brave than me. She would always talked whenever and wherever. I would always laughed at class because of her. Her name was Jennifer. But we never called her by that name. We still meeting each other at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship getting more tighter when we are in form 2. As not only her, few more added into our group. Same like during high school, we would be attached to each other whenever and wherever we go. Other than Jennifer, here comes our ‘leader’ of the group, Karen. She was the most active person whom acted and helped anyone of us if matters arise. Karen would be the strongest or toughest person whom I ever met. Due to her family’s background and she was the eldest, she tend to be the tough. After school ends, we all would gathered at her home and do all sorts of things. We would go for tuitions, shops, part time works and etc together. She is now married with an Indian husband and 2 cutest son and daughter. Other than this, she opened a Chinese Muslim restaurant. You get to eat different kinds of dishes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here comes the most shy person I ever met. Jenny. She is the most prettiest in our group or shall I say the most gentle as well. I remembered, she would be always the last who jump out from the crowd after all of us have already jumped out. Not that she is unwilling, but she tend to think carefully and make sure it is 100% alright to be accomplished. She is the most careful person I ever knew as well. Love her careful thoughts also but sometimes we get tired of waiting for her. (Sigh!)….She is now married with 2 children as well, a daughter and a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least also, Caryn. She was also my ex-school mate during primary. Our relationship gets more closer when we are in the same high school. She is the best of best friend to me in our group. Two of us would always be together no matter when or where eventhough we quarreled lots of times. If both of us were still boiling the soups, Karen and others would not dare to disturb or say anything Caryn and I tend to have the same temper : ‘stubborn’. But after a while, we will get back to the normal us. Others get bored by our ‘childish’ reactions or attitudes. Funny to think back all these. She is now staying permanent at West Malaysia and currently working well for her sister to take care of the food court business. Wish her all the luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all still contact each other and even meeting each other sometimes. The feelings of missing each other still played around us. We would sometimes called each other in order to updates some missing data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some relationship can last forever. But some only for a while. You can called it fate who brings us together and faith who helped us to stay together. “Forgive” and “forget”. I misses all of them very much. I wish and pray for all the people around the world…do cherish and remember whoever you met from the past and do forgive those you hate from the past as well. The reason for this blog also for me to keep records of whom my best friend was long time ago…and when am older, when my brain cannot works 100%, I still can trace back through this page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember your old friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued…the College times…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4149899884101678925-2033384996129683228?l=icehippo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/feeds/2033384996129683228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4149899884101678925&amp;postID=2033384996129683228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2033384996129683228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4149899884101678925/posts/default/2033384996129683228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icehippo.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-people-say-you-will-only-have-one.html' title='Life&apos;s A Comedy #1 - My Best Friends'/><author><name>icehippo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00150217772732702034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
