<?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-6472794101137232774</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:32:57.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Hopes</title><subtitle type='html'>3 words, 8 letters, 1 meaning. i love you &lt;3</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-8157602834413633832</id><published>2008-07-12T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:09:30.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAITH&lt;br /&gt;makes our paths a little clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE&lt;br /&gt;makes out lives a little brighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PEACE&lt;br /&gt;brings us all a little nearer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6472794101137232774.post-8418469796945636917</id><published>2008-06-19T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:04:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 p.m.</title><content type='html'>sometimes, we wonder. what exactly is our purpose of existence on this planet. many argue that their purpose is to live a life of wealth, where money is of abundance. some say that they would prefer to live a life of simplicity, and bread &amp; butter is adequate for their survival. however, ultimately, what exactly is our inner purpose in life. may i ask if a life of wealth without happiness, is a life that is sought after? may i ask if a life of simplicity, without a climax, is a life worth living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish for a man, and you feed him for a day. teach a man how to fish, and you feed him for life. i believe that intellectuals from all over the world, have crossed paths with this simple, yet meaningful truth. however, what about this following adaption? teach a man how to fish, and you feed him for life. teach two men how to fish, and you will result in a shortage of fish, in the various water bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;food for thought?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8418469796945636917?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8418469796945636917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8418469796945636917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8418469796945636917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8418469796945636917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-pm.html' title='11 p.m.'/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5853791764822136689</id><published>2008-06-17T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:59:05.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what can go wrong, will go wrong...&lt;br /&gt;i think murphy's law still stands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were teardrops&lt;br /&gt;not waterdrops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the heartbreak's over&lt;br /&gt;time to rethink priorities&lt;br /&gt;and be imba&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5853791764822136689?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5853791764822136689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5853791764822136689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5853791764822136689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5853791764822136689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-can-go-wrong-went-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4802322772888348854</id><published>2008-06-01T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:57:31.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I know that one day you'll want me to love you, when I'm in love with somebody new."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4802322772888348854?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-321214483655067970</id><published>2008-06-01T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:56:47.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so never mind the darkness&lt;br /&gt;we still can find a way&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothin' lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;not even cold november rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can see a love restrained&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-321214483655067970?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/321214483655067970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=321214483655067970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/321214483655067970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/321214483655067970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-never-mind-darkness-we-still-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4880372032732540173</id><published>2008-06-01T11:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:54:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recently, my craze for lee hom songs is making it's way back into my life. so yeah, i contracted the lee hom fever, yet again. personally, i believe that his songs has made a great impact on my life. to be frank, i seek inspiration and comfort from his songs whenever i feel down and out. besides, if you guys did notice, my entire playlist has been devoted to his great works, and i believe that they are the best yet far. besides, those songs compliments my emotions. thus, perhaps, they are the ones i can relate to best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;em&gt; you&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;those songs on my playlist are dedicated to you. well, of course, you can ignore that fact, and just appreciate the beauty of those songs. nevertheless, i did give some really deep thoughts about us, during rmun's dinner and dance. it was indeed a time whereby i could sort out my thoughts and emotions in a coherent manner, despite the fact that i was in a room where dancing and deafening music resided. thus, admidst the dancing and music, i came to my consensus that this relationship would not work out unless if the feelings were mutual. thus, i have come to realisation that if you don't want to continue with this relationship, i won't pursue it either. though, my feelings for you may still indefinitely linger on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4880372032732540173?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4880372032732540173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4880372032732540173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4880372032732540173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4880372032732540173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/recently-my-craze-for-lee-hom-songs-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-8498047006441859339</id><published>2008-06-01T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T11:44:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a new beginning marks the end, whereas, the end only signifies a new beginning. as of now,  rmun is finally over and out. indeed, these three days were well-spent and i guess i managed to learn a thing or two from perhaps the best speakers in our country. with speakers, from the various schools(especially, from top-notch schools ), exuding such confidence and charisma, they definitely left me in awe. nevertheless, it's a whole new experience altogether as rmun, itself, is not a typical day-to-day debate, in which oneself has an impression of. much less of the arena's style of debate. this is mainly due to the fact that there are open debates whereby delegates from the various countries can come to the floor to state their stand and substantiate their point on the issue at hand. therefore, the style in which rmun was very much similar to how the actual United Nations conference is carried out. nonetheless, i guess i shall treat this as a learning opportunity and a stepping stone, as this is nevertheless my very first mun. apart from the competitive nature of the debate, friends were made in the process. and well, though, rmun may only be a three-day competition, somehow, i feel very much attached to it, as well to the people in there. to be frank, on the very first day, i wanted rmun to end as soon as it started. however, as the days passed by, my impression of rmun made a drastic 180 degrees turn. and as of now, i wished that it had not even commenced. thus, it leaves me with much regret of not having to put on my best front for the competition, as i was in due for much preparation and planning. thus, if given an opportunity to participate in rmun 2009, regrets do not stand a place in my heart. the best is yet to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8498047006441859339?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8498047006441859339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8498047006441859339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8498047006441859339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8498047006441859339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-beginning-marks-end-whereas-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1899088383220603614</id><published>2008-05-31T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:34:46.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>在哪里&lt;br /&gt;她到底在哪里&lt;br /&gt;终于知道我给的太少&lt;br /&gt;我的宝贝在哪里&lt;br /&gt;哦 好可惜&lt;br /&gt;像是场梦而已&lt;br /&gt;醒来以后发现她却走了不会变不灰心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;告诉我爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;找过高找过低&lt;br /&gt;爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;一直寻寻觅觅&lt;br /&gt;爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;如果看到她 说我还在这里&lt;br /&gt;告诉我爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;找过东 找过西&lt;br /&gt;爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;仍然无声无息&lt;br /&gt;爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;我好想念她能回（快点回）来因为 爱在哪里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱在哪里&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1899088383220603614?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1899088383220603614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1899088383220603614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1899088383220603614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1899088383220603614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6010334482151250953</id><published>2008-05-24T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T11:28:52.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, i have been trying to let it all go, and let the past be just a fleeting torment, but i simply can't bear to let it just sweep past me. the feeling still lingers on, and the hope is still evidently clinging on my torn and battered soul. the heart still bleeds as i carry on with my life. i wonder how long this feeling will last. indeed, bleeding love. it's as if blood seems to be flowing through my entire body, with the exception of my heart. to be frank, time seemed to pause momentarily as my heart missed a beat when i read that sms. never thought i could love you the way i do and i need you like the oceans needs the tide. but since it's all over now, i can only utter, " look at what you have done". it is true that when i sought for love, it ran away. when i sought for my soul, my soul i couldn't see. when i sought for you, i found all three. but after you have gone, i have not only lost all three, but simply everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i have promised you that i would let it go, and i guess it's really high time to erase those memories of you and get on with life. forgetting someone, especially someone you love dearly, is equally painful and tough remembering someone you have never existed. nevertheless, for you i will, and i will muster every ounce of confidence i have - to let it go. besides, i have come to my consensus that it's simply too late to get back that feeling. and even if it's possible, i think i might not want it back anymore. she was indefinitely my night time, and i thought that i was her star. but i guess i was downright wrong, wrong from the start. the mistake i made is clear, we should never been together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now, you should just take your records, take your freedom. take your memories cause i don't need them. take your space and your reasons. and most importantly, take your love and erase hopes that remain in my heart. i will try to sweep and clear the ruins that my emotions left behind. internal chaos would be the words i describe the situation i am in. anyway, please don't feel guilty in any aspect, cause you are not to blame. it isn't your fault, it's all mine. besides, don't worry about me, i will be fine, cause i am only gonna play the fool one time. so, trust me when i say that i will be okay, go on girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so sick of love songs, so tired of tears. so done with wishing, that you will be here. said that i am so sick with love songs, so sad so slow. so what can't i just turn off the radio. i just guess i just can't bear to do that. gotta fix that calendar i have that's mark april 21st. because there is no more you, there's no more anniversary. i am so fed-up with thoughts of you and your memory. and how every song reminds me of what it used to be. that's the reason i'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears. so done with wishing you were still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6010334482151250953?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-5541566361083538286</id><published>2008-05-19T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:51:09.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote your name in the sand, but the waves washed it away. I wrote your name on a piece of paper, but it got thrown away. I wrote your name in the sky, but the wind blew it away. So, I wrote your name in my heart and that's where it will stay. Love is indeed the emblem for eternity; it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memories of the beginning, all fear of an ending. My love for you will remain the same, as it always have. As said the stars made fade and die, but my love for you would never extinguish, even if it means braving the harshest winds in existence to mankind. Some People enters into our lives and leaves soon after. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to a brand new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never ever the same. You left your footprints on mine, and it's never the same. IF we separated into heaven and hell, and if i so happen to be in hell, i would always look up to you and be proud of you. However, if you were in hell and I in heaven, I would write a petition to god to send me down because Heaven is never Heaven without your significant presence. After said all this, today marks the fourth week of us being together and it's two days to our one month anniversary &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you. how i wish this three words can be whispered into my ears: this very second, the very next second. this very minute, the very next minute. this very hour, the very next hour. this very day, the very next day. this very month, the very next month. this very year, the very next year. this very century, the very next century. this very mellunium, the very next mellunium. this very lifetime, the very next lifetime &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5541566361083538286?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5541566361083538286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, what can i say, words will only prove to be an understatement for the superb performance , besides, my words would only diminish how spectacular the performance was &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;you were awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a spectrum of melodious tunes and voices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8848359599978363458?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8848359599978363458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8848359599978363458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8848359599978363458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8848359599978363458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/spectrum-of-voices-well-what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-8089709203053075738</id><published>2008-05-17T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:28:02.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;so close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost believing that this was not pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's go on dreaming for we know where we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; still so far...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8089709203053075738?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8089709203053075738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8089709203053075738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8089709203053075738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8089709203053075738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-close-to-reaching-that-famous-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-8442739786918400031</id><published>2008-05-11T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:39:55.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway, stress and time is a not a deciding factor for any relationship. the feeling of love is. and for a lousy reason, you break with the perfect girl. well, too bad. so i suggest if you guys love each other, then go for it. time is one of the best elements in a lasting relationship, where the love is put through a waiting test. - ivy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sound advice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8442739786918400031?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8442739786918400031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8442739786918400031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8442739786918400031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8442739786918400031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/sound-advice-anyway-stress-and-time-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7883068575252612074</id><published>2008-05-11T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:40:48.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow, something in me is telling me that it is over. perhaps, it's the conscience, or perhaps it's just reality that has come knocking on my door. i hate to mention this on my blog, but well, i guess emotions got the better of me. well, if you want to know the intensity of the pain that is felt, it's equilvalent to a thousand swords stabbing in and out the heart. bleeding love. love just bleeds and resulting in it flowing out profusely and uncontrollably. well, perhaps there is something in which i must let you know. if you are continuing this relationship just to make me feel better and less hurt, you are wrong. downright wrong. it simply aggravates and intensifies the feeling. of course, there is still the onset of insecurity, but whenever thoughts of the above scenerio sneaks into the picture, it kills all emotions, with the exception of regret. well maybe sean is right, your relationships are short-lived, and maybe ours would reflect the same. seriously, i don't feel like continuing something that is not built to last and i don't want our relationship to be a mere reflection of your previous relationships. such a clawing sensation being exerted at my system is tearing me apart. i guess my only regret now, is the fact that i fell too much for you. i didn't trip for love, i fell for it, and i fell too deep. if true love happens one in a million, why not let ours be that millionth. however if it's just a mere illusion, it simply won't work out. furthermore, i hate to say this but yeah, if you are continuing this relationship just till the 16/5 and afterwhich ask for a break-up, let me just tell you that you have the intention of sliding the blade of a sword right through the centre of my heart. well, it's up to you to evaluate that statement. anyway, i know my heart and it will never change. i will remain unfaltered and you may be just one person to the world. however, you are the world to one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gave my all to you, now my heart's in two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7883068575252612074?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7883068575252612074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, been relatively busy with rmun presentations for the past few days. thus, resulting in the many late nights. thankfully, the presentation round turned out relatively alright, so yeah, i have got to really thank my lucky stars. basically, the crux of yesterday was spent very much at rjc in view of the rmun presentations. after which, i headed back home, before leaving for raffles hotel. alright, this may sound a little weird, but well, my parents said that they felt like staying over at raffles hotel over the weekend, thus, they booked the rooms. so yeah, i was basically idling away the whole time, especially, after rushing through the rmun powerpoint presentation the night before. thus, the many hours of sleep was inevitable. after which, my parents headed for raffles city for some shopping, while my sis and i headed to holland village to grab some stuff needed for her baking conquest. so well, she is now baking and i am supposed to sample her cookies, well, not exactly that sure if i am to an advantage, hahas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that's all for now, another time perhaps, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-956419247733805105?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/956419247733805105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=956419247733805105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/956419247733805105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/956419247733805105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/rmun-presentations-sigh-been-relatively.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-3607619395231679868</id><published>2008-05-08T05:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:09:04.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, it's kinda hard to believe that i am on the computer at such wee hours of the day. perhaps there are just some stuff that are left not touched, or somethings that i have yet to do, in which i must do. alright, that aside, to be honest, i think i just had the best dream ever. it felt so realistic, it felt so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;em&gt; you&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's your day! just give your very best and blast your voices! all the best and good luck! i am sure you will pull it through, and it's sure gonna be an awesome performance! trust me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i guess that's all for now, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-3607619395231679868?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3607619395231679868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=3607619395231679868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3607619395231679868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3607619395231679868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-everyone-haha-its-kinda-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6298141699109947446</id><published>2008-05-07T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:24:32.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to be honest, i have been trying to figure out what went wrong on saturday and why was there the presence of the relatively awkward feeling. i think i have come upon a conclusion - the most important things are perhaps the hardest to say, because words diminishes them. We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. love is indeed a symbol for eternity, as it wipes out all sense of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i need to live has been given to me by earth. why i need to live has been given to me by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have fallen in love countless times,&lt;em&gt; but always with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6298141699109947446?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6298141699109947446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6298141699109947446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6298141699109947446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6298141699109947446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-be-honest-i-have-been-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-2568211744493788102</id><published>2008-05-07T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:59:55.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absence diminishes little passions but magnifies great ones, as wind extinguishes a spark and fans a flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing someone gets easier everyday because even though it's a day away from the last time you saw each other, it will also be a day nearer to the next time you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within you i lose myself&lt;br /&gt;without you i find myself&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be lost again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2568211744493788102?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2568211744493788102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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you i love you i love you i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a thousand "i love you" can never substantiate my feelings for you &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence does kill a relationship in silence, but thinking of you is enough to awaken it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didn't lose faith in us&lt;br /&gt;faith escaped from me&lt;br /&gt;but i caged it up for you &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's our second week together :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-168903696156037670?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/168903696156037670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=168903696156037670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/168903696156037670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/168903696156037670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-you-i-love-you-i-love-you-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-2489548084464581691</id><published>2008-05-04T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:37:40.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m missing you and I’m wishing you would come back through my door&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;You could have let me know; so now I’m all alone&lt;br /&gt;Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn’t give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;With you not around it’s a little bit more than I can stand&lt;br /&gt;And all my tears they keep runnin’ down my face&lt;br /&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s a lie what you keep inside&lt;br /&gt;This is not how you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t know what else I can do&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I find it just ain’t true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since you called me (How could you forget about me)&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be feeling crazy&lt;br /&gt;How can you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Everything stays the same&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t do it baby&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;br /&gt;Girl I told you what it is and it just ain’t like that&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;You’re still in love with me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me crying&lt;br /&gt;Baby why can’t we just start all over again&lt;br /&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;br /&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;br /&gt;But you’re telling me it won’t be enough&lt;br /&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t know what else I can do&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I find it just ain’t true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s a lie what you’re keeping inside&lt;br /&gt;That is not how you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If it’s the last thing I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t know what else I can do&lt;br /&gt;Don’t tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I find it just ain’t true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, this song depicts my current feelings for you &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2489548084464581691?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2489548084464581691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2489548084464581691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2489548084464581691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2489548084464581691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/wait-for-you-i-never-felt-nothing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5875198770712455933</id><published>2008-05-04T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:22:12.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a day of mixed and contradicting emotions. somehow the feeling just didn't feel right. basically, i felt that i just screwed it all up. well, really sorry, didn't expect such a scenerio. you aren't at fault, it's all mine. alright, maybe i expected this right from the start, but i was simply in the state of self-denial. alright, now, it's no longer a depiction of perfection. somehow, it longer is. currentl, in a relatively confused state of mind. it's as if a hurricane has just swept itself across my entire cognitive operations and it's in a total mess. alright, last night's sleep was simply not a point of rejunvenation, simply due to the fact, that vivid images would flash through each time i attempt to plummet myself into eternal darkness. well, indeed, i guess it's just the works of my escapist side. nevertheless, the emotions that was evoked last night was something that hasn't been felt for a long time, and i swear that it kills and attacks every bit of your soul with every passing second. alright, yet again, somehow i wonder why i simply screwed it up. where did i go wrong? was it because of the inevitable shyness that was exuded by my soul? sigh, perhaps that is something that i have yet to conquer. yeah, indeed, i do feel insecured at times. however i do not seek reciprocation. showering with eternal security is perhaps just as good or perhaps better than myself feeling secured. to be frank, the bitter sensation of death was felt during the course of last night's sorting out of thoughts. somehow, i had a premonition of my life crumpling before my very eyes. even now, everything seem so uncertain for me. every aspect, every portion of my life seems to lack that extra motivation. nevertheless, i guess we shall just let time determine our future together. je t'aime &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is not about finding the perfect people, but looking at imperfect people in a perfect way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5875198770712455933?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-843268468824228138</id><published>2008-05-01T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:07:05.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, these few days have been relatively hectic, perhaps due to the mid years going underway. anyway thanks to those who have given their well wishes, especially to that someone special. nevertheless, all the best to those who have examinations going underway. that aside, just want to stress that last night was indeed not an ideal night for online conversations. perhaps it was due to the overwhelming fatigue which made me kinda incoherent in my messages and that resulted in some confusion, here and there. so yeah, especially to that someone special, really sorry about last night and i hope that it won't affect our relationship. nevertheless, if you need some help with your academics or perhaps in other aspects, feel free to approach me. as said before a countless times, i will always be by your side, loving you and giving you endless support till the end of time and towards eternal glory. thus, regardless on how turbulent the days ahead and how rough the seas may be, i will always be here for you. so yeah, cheer up my dear! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are worthy of every second of my life. without your presence, my life is simply incomplete. so yeah, regarding our conversation last night, i promised you that i will pull myself out of that pit of unidentified depression and worries, if it gets too overwhelming. however, i will only do so, if i pull you out together with me. otherwise, i rather stay in that pit of darkness and protect you from the evils of depression. even to the extent if i have to jump back into that pit of negative aura, to save you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how to save a life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-843268468824228138?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/843268468824228138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=843268468824228138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/843268468824228138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/843268468824228138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-these-few-days-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1569569828506830622</id><published>2008-04-27T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T11:10:40.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gravity is not the reason to people falling in love. love is not about finding the perfect person but looking at imperfect people in a perfect way. and you really do look perfect to me. many would say that this is just an illusion that fades away after a prolong period of time. but i beg to differ cause my instincts tell me that this feeling is not going away. instead, it's making it's way into reality. to be frank, if i do know what love is, it's because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes i do feel a sense of insecurity. sometimes i wonder if this feeling of mine that is felt in my heart, is felt in yours too? however, true love begins when nothing is sought in return. nonetheless, to love is to receive a glimpse of heaven. regardless on how ordinary my life was, it is now a fairytale in the making. true love does not have a happy ending. it will not even have an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and live in my heart and pay no rent. - samuel lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1569569828506830622?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1569569828506830622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1569569828506830622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1569569828506830622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1569569828506830622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/gravity-is-not-reason-to-people-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4708729666347513180</id><published>2008-04-23T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:30:10.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love knows no fear. love defies all reasons. love knows no hatred. love defies all regrets. however, love's not blind. love sees but does not mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, love that is lost go about unrecognized. but in the end, it is found with no regrets and treasured as if the world's greatest possession has fallen into our hands. forever valued and treasured. sometimes we let affection go unspoken. though, the beats of one's heart speaks volume and wreck havoc from within. sometimes we let our emotions and feelings, go unexpressed. only to experience the inner regret for not wanting to take risks. sometimes, we just can't find the right words to express ourselves, especially to those we love best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i love you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4708729666347513180?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4708729666347513180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4708729666347513180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4708729666347513180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4708729666347513180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-knows-no-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4971433041961298644</id><published>2008-04-23T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:08:53.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's not in the stars that hold our destiny, but in ourselves. ~ william shakesphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the essence of true love is perhaps something that can never be replaced. love doesn't make the world go round, it makes my life worthwhile. your re-introduction into my life has indeed make my life worthwhile, perhaps it is just the strange works of fate. as the saying goes, accept the things that fate binds together. love the things that fate brings together. but do so with all your heart. well, indeed, i agree with the them all to a great extent, but there is one thing in which i believe in and that is, you are more than fate. fate alone, can neither explain nor describe my feelings for you. i sought for love, it ran away. i sought for my soul, but my soul i couldnt see. then i sought you, and i found all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you - those three words have my life in them. ~ by Alexandrea to Nicholas III ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4971433041961298644?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4971433041961298644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4971433041961298644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4971433041961298644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4971433041961298644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-not-in-stars-that-hold-our-destiny.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1991432404711234389</id><published>2008-04-21T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:48:49.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Votre présence donne satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Votre sourire symbolise le bonheur&lt;br /&gt;La vie est un sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;L'amour est un plus grand sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon copine, Je t'aime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1991432404711234389?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1991432404711234389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1991432404711234389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1991432404711234389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1991432404711234389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/votre-prsence-donne-satisfaction-votre.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-2853841345562789993</id><published>2008-04-21T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:03:37.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world may spin on,&lt;br /&gt;the sun may still set,&lt;br /&gt;the time will still pass.&lt;br /&gt;Everything may still change,&lt;br /&gt;but I will never change,&lt;br /&gt;nor will my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;to the end of time, i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 words, 8 letters, 1 meaning. i love you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2853841345562789993?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2853841345562789993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2853841345562789993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2853841345562789993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2853841345562789993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-may-spin-on-sun-may-still-set.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-9133427989613436120</id><published>2008-04-20T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:48:02.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kidnap my heart&lt;br /&gt;Take me with you&lt;br /&gt;Kidnap my heart&lt;br /&gt;Make my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Take me away cause falling in love&lt;br /&gt;Ain't very far&lt;br /&gt;Not far from the start&lt;br /&gt;Kidnap my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-9133427989613436120?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/9133427989613436120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>well, i guess it has been quite a while since i last posted an entry. not much to say, for a matter of fact. so yeah, basically, i am updating for the sake of keeping track of my own dull life. something in which i can reflect upon 10-15 years from now. on the whole, this two weeks have been quite rush and packed, considering that the mid year examinations are just around the corner. i don't harbour high hopes for this coming examination, considering that not much effort has been put in. alright, to be frank, i am relatively scared that i won't be able to meet my expectations for this coming exam and thus, i guess it's really high time to start my intensive preparation for the mid years. perhaps a hiatus is on it's way. crafting a pathway which seemingly puts all my other activities to a halt. au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2780453481612074232?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2780453481612074232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2780453481612074232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2780453481612074232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2780453481612074232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-i-guess-it-has-been-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6166789573000568628</id><published>2008-04-13T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T13:19:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas, it has been quite a while since i last posted. well, there wasn't much interesting events that happened recently, with the exception of the preliminary rounds of the national interschool competition &amp;amp; the band competition. apparently, both events happened yesterday, thus, they are still quite vividly stored up there in my cognitive memory. well, perhaps i can take some time off now to post abit on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as always, minimal preparation was done for yesterday's scrabble competition despite knowing of the existence of such a competition a few weeks ago. so yeah, basically, yesterday started off with me waking up to read and, hopefully, memorise the two-letter word list for the scrabble competition that very morning. so yeah, but very much to my dismay, my attempt to memorise it was relatively futile. nevertheless, i didn't care much, as i manage to secure and squeeze some words into my brain which was overflowing with chemistry concepts. so yeah, it was long before i challenged against my first competitor. hahas, well, she was a really nice girl. relatively outgoing and really friendly. in fact, she kinda resembles one of my junior, well, perhaps, they have some similarities in their personalities. nevertheless, she is one of the nicest competitors i have seen around in scrabble competitions and i have got to mention that she is a relatively strong player too. in fact, i doubted my abilities when i made my first move in the game. well, perhaps the first match was a match whereby a friendship was forged. anyway, apart from that, i challenged against two others competitors. well, basically, there weren't of much challenge and competition to me. so to be frank, the other two matches was quite a breeze. on the whole, bp team 3 did relatively well and i hope that we will be able to advance to the finals (: hahas, my well wishes doesn't only restrict to my own team but to those whom i know. hahas, especially jolene's team, cause she promise to play her very best the next time we pit our skills on the scrabble board. so yeah, all the best and hopefully we will be able to meet each other in the finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, we left for the national stadium to support our school's military band. similar to two years back, the atmosphere of the stadium was simply overwhelming with boredom. and i guess the only way in which i could counter the boredom was to fall back onto the tracks of academia. so yeah, i basically pulled out a physics textbook and started revising. indeed, i was a time well-spent. soon after, it was the prize presentation, also known as the release of results. to be honest, i felt that our school's military band deserved so much more than what they received. even though the results weren't as outstanding as what everyone of expected. i am sure everyone of us at the stadium is proud of you guys. so yeah, pick yourselves up and we will always be behind you guys, supporting all the way, regardless of whatever the outcome may be (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's all for now, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6166789573000568628?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6166789573000568628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6166789573000568628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6166789573000568628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6166789573000568628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahas-it-has-been-quite-while-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-691421656128193858</id><published>2008-04-08T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:01:25.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas, i just awoke from my sleep. basically, i was overwhelmed by fatigue and it was not long before i realise myself drifting off to dreamland, where the only thing within my field of vision was the white fluffy clouds. hahas, alright, that's kind of an exaggeration. whatever the case, i feel more rejunvenated as compared to just now. so yeah, i think perhaps it's time to indulge myself in some math. however before i do that, perhaps i could advertise some performances and concerts on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raffles institution's string ensemble concert&lt;br /&gt;date: 30/5/08&lt;br /&gt;time:7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;venue: nafa lee foundation centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanyang girls's choir performance&lt;br /&gt;date: 8/5/08 , 16/5/08&lt;br /&gt;time: 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;venue: nyghs auditorium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anglo chinese junior college choir peformance&lt;br /&gt;date: 6/7/08&lt;br /&gt;venue: esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, if any of you guys are interested, you can either contact me either on my cell or email me @ &lt;a href="mailto:nicholas.cheong@hotmail.com"&gt;nicholas.cheong@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; , otherwise known as my email address (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's all for now, au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-691421656128193858?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/691421656128193858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=691421656128193858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/691421656128193858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/691421656128193858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahas-i-just-awoke-from-my-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7368932847421324641</id><published>2008-04-08T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:39:28.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nicholas' Law of Academia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A student in procrastination tends to stay in procrastination unless an external force is acted on it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Second Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The age, a, of a doctoral process is directly proportial to the flexibility, f, given by the advisor and inversely proportional to the student's motivation, m.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Third Law&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every action towards graduation, there is an equal and opposite distraction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7368932847421324641?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7368932847421324641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7368932847421324641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7368932847421324641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7368932847421324641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/n-icholas-law-of-academia-first-law.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4239026195237035163</id><published>2008-04-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:36:24.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have just realise that indeed our conscience and the lingering feeling of regret is something in which individuals would not want to experience, first hand. even though, i have not felt such a feeling for a relatively long time, i was basically thinking, with much depth, regarding going against our conscience and tasting regrets. well, they are definitely not my cup of tea. nevertheless, i guess these are just some lessons in which we pick up and learn in life. and through such lessons in life, we visualise some philosophical concepts that some individuals might not even come across in their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life and death &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope and faith &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;enduring and giving up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holding on and letting go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;conscience and regret &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;regardless of whatever choice we make, life, itself, is a paradox of choice. appreciate the things around you. regardless of how enormous/major or minute/minor that something/someone can be. treasure and appreciate them. only then, can we make everything seem worthwhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4239026195237035163?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4239026195237035163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4239026195237035163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4239026195237035163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4239026195237035163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-just-realise-that-indeed-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-3669667341499355345</id><published>2008-04-07T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:34:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, after three days of non-academic school days, things have finally return to normal. thus, lessons have rusumed and the stress sets in. anyway, i have been relatively lethargic today. in other words, today was indeed a day whereby self-discipline and determination comes into practice. hahas, or perhaps it can simply be expressed by saying that i was basically trying really hard to stay awake during curriculum hours, hahas. nevertheless, important points of the various lessons were taken down, thus, it didn't really affect my state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, that's all for now, nitez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-3669667341499355345?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3669667341499355345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=3669667341499355345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3669667341499355345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3669667341499355345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-after-three-days-of-non-academic.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5793061621700222778</id><published>2008-04-06T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:23:50.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, today was spent very much on the computer and studying chemistry. basically, i was trying to master the concepts of stoichiometry. thus, spent quite some time on this concept. those who have the impression that this is a simple concept. i beg to differ cause there are basically loads of hidden complicated concepts which can be relatively frustrating at times. furthermore, if my memory does not fail me, there is a supposed chemistry test, this coming week. thus, i guess i better start mastering the concepts soon. otherwise, my results for the test will also be otherwise. anyway, i think i better head for bed soon, otherwise, my mum will start screaming, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, that's all for now, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5793061621700222778?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5793061621700222778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5793061621700222778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5793061621700222778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5793061621700222778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-today-was-spent-very-much-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6851660361602134722</id><published>2008-04-06T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T12:24:04.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the strange works of fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, life is such a fascination yet a surprise to many. well, i had a relatively intriguing conversation with leting last night, who was one of my juniors over at bpps student council! hahas, it has been quite a long time, or rather a few years, since we interacted and it was indeed a really pleasant experience having to share a little bit of our lives with each other. well, nevertheless, she is still the ever-enthusiastic girl who never fails to leave a smile on the face of many (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, alrighty, i guess that's all for now, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6851660361602134722?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6851660361602134722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6851660361602134722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6851660361602134722'/><link 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really appreciate it! thanks, karine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4948259788931755135?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4948259788931755135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4948259788931755135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4948259788931755135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4948259788931755135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-voila-hahas-as-you-guys-can-see-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5674452883776980106</id><published>2008-04-05T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:10:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i had the sports carnival yesterday at CCAB. nothing of much significance happened yesterday. except for the fact that i have come to realise that sports carnival can have a substituion of names with a sun-tanning session. basically, the blazing hot sun was shining down on us as we carried out our basketball games. those who completed their games therefore had to sit under the hot sun and watch the following matches that was being played. and apparently, i fell into that category, well, it was not bad as it was quite a fun experience as compared to the traditional sports day. on the other hand, i became relatively sun-burnt by the end of the event. hahas, hopefully, i get a nice tan. anyway, after the carnival, a couple of friends and i headed over to westmall for lunch. after which, it was soccer. well, manage to put some of my skills to practice and played a couple of matches with the others. however, i was soon overwhelmed by fatigue. nevertheless, it was a fun-filled experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i have got to go now, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5674452883776980106?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5674452883776980106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>basically, nothing much has been happening in my life. however, for the past few days, i have come to realise more about myself. it was more of a phase of self-awareness. a phase whereby i reorganised my priorities. a time whereby i realised the significance of life and what is most sought-after. indeed, academic success is of much importance, especially to individuals who plan to hold some high posts in both the government/ private sectors. however, we must realise that the society seeks more than just the qualifications and the certificates. thus, such qualifications and certs, will not bring us to greater heights without the presence of passion. in addition, the way in which we interact and socialise with others are also of relative importance, those who spoke to me about this should know what i am referring to, thus, i will not brood more on this subject. anyway, let me pick an analogy. for example, let's take that i have a loads of science competitions to participate in. however, science competitions may be a really good experience and prior to this, i will be able to meet people who shares the same interest and passion as me. however, if i were to sacrifice for more significant and worth-while stuff, perhaps i am not taking the right path or rather the right choice. as said, life is a paradox of choice. our choices determine our destiny. shape our future, mould our destiny, as said by some. well, i agree to this statement to a large extent. whatever the case, i will like to thank jon chow for somewhat enlightening me. without him, this phase of soul-searching would never happen. and in prior to that, this post would not be crafted too. well, it's much appreciated, jon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2631824104140018065?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2631824104140018065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2631824104140018065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2631824104140018065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2631824104140018065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/basically-nothing-much-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1563346511045664061</id><published>2008-04-02T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:47:03.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march's over...&lt;br /&gt;time to rethink priorities&lt;br /&gt;and be imba (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1563346511045664061?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1563346511045664061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1563346511045664061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1563346511045664061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1563346511045664061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/04/marchs-over-time-to-rethink-priorities.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5005099215058501331</id><published>2008-03-29T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:00:05.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Birthday Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about that extra line&lt;br /&gt;That's creeping up upon your face&lt;br /&gt;It's just a part of nature's way&lt;br /&gt;To say you've grown a little more&lt;br /&gt;Trees have rings and thicker branches&lt;br /&gt;Kids shoes get a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;It's time to celebrate the story of how you've come to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my Sis&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;br /&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;br /&gt;You're such a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So light a candle on your cake&lt;br /&gt;For every smile you've helped create&lt;br /&gt;For every heart and every soul&lt;br /&gt;You've known to grow a little more&lt;br /&gt;A few more pounds, a little more grey&lt;br /&gt;Don't count the years just count the way&lt;br /&gt;It takes a little time to go from water into wine&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever lose the wonder of the child within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my Sis&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all the years we've shared together&lt;br /&gt;All the fun we've had&lt;br /&gt;It's such a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy in my life&lt;br /&gt;May the good Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;And may all your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday, Sis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5005099215058501331?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5005099215058501331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5005099215058501331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5005099215058501331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5005099215058501331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-song-dont-worry-about-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6244083187515196562</id><published>2008-03-24T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:46:14.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>overwhelming emotions;&lt;br /&gt;too hard for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;if i had the courage to,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6244083187515196562?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6244083187515196562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6244083187515196562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6244083187515196562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6244083187515196562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/overwhelming-emotions-too-hard-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7798256008631648867</id><published>2008-03-22T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:07:11.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in life we see death&lt;div&gt;in death we see life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the world you live in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;live in the world you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the more you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the more you know you don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;catch phrase&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/6472794101137232774-7798256008631648867?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7798256008631648867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7798256008631648867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7798256008631648867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7798256008631648867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-life-we-see-death-in-death-we-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6694068270502076333</id><published>2008-03-21T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:55:17.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;simplicity is a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing's as simple as it seems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; if she doesnt wanna tell you, you'll only know one thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you're in for a complicated truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6694068270502076333?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-6533349591720972483</id><published>2008-03-18T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:02:03.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder how things will change now that you know.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why life would be like ten years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work, and maybe a hiatus is in order around here.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6533349591720972483?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6533349591720972483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>I'm so glad we had the talk last night.&lt;br /&gt;This shall pass, with the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1400104792470896113?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1400104792470896113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1400104792470896113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1400104792470896113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1400104792470896113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-glad-we-had-talk-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6689650111118793903</id><published>2008-03-16T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:15:35.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly I've noticed that you've been so nice to me the past few days. I really don't wish to be reading too much into it. I dun want to cultivate what that is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I dun want it to ever stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6689650111118793903?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6689650111118793903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6689650111118793903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6689650111118793903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6689650111118793903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/suddenly-ive-noticed-that-youve-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7579486319890746845</id><published>2008-03-13T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:57:51.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;a life of imperfection~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and again, my emotions take control of my life&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i haven't been productive recently&lt;br /&gt;be it when it comes to academics/holistic developement&lt;br /&gt;i guess procrastination seems to have found it's place in my life&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it has already settled down quietly and peacefully&lt;br /&gt;wrecking havoc and disrupting my life&lt;br /&gt;deterring rates of success in all aspects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i seek enlightenment and change&lt;br /&gt;change is growth, &amp;amp; i seek a bifurcation point&lt;br /&gt;only then can i soar&lt;br /&gt;however when will it arrive?&lt;br /&gt;now, tomorrow or perhaps never?&lt;br /&gt;and the essence of success will never be tasted&lt;br /&gt;well, that's life, we have got to live and accept it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;i believe in fairytales&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7579486319890746845?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7579486319890746845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>it is not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves&lt;div&gt;-shakesphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, unable to find source of my emotions. been kinda emotional nowadays. indeed, emotions might be the key that spice up our lives. it serves a purpose in spicing up our lives and making more interesting. perhaps, it's also the key factor that drives us forward. thus, in other words, our life is just like a dish. and the emotions are nevertheless the spices. however, i have noticed an interesting fact. that is, too much emotions are detrimental to ourselves and to the others around us. as said, our emotions are similar to the spices in our food. and too much spices will cause a tummy upset. balance is crucial. however, the question is, how easy is it to strike a balance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6472794101137232774-7405371856677826783?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7405371856677826783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7405371856677826783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7405371856677826783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7405371856677826783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-not-in-stars-to-hold-our-destiny.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-464783868566358715</id><published>2008-03-09T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:06:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when my world is left with only the window pans &lt;div&gt;your world is filled with life and glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i sit by my window,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think of you time and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recollecting the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; the beautiful memories &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which will only remain as nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but fragments of my past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however as the days passes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our memories start fading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a depiction on how sad reality can be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;images of our past continue to flash through my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon, darkness overwhelms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and depression follows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, resistance was the last thing on my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darkness swallowed my from within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my only regret;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you weren't around, when i needed love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my once upon a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-464783868566358715?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/464783868566358715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=464783868566358715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/464783868566358715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/464783868566358715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-my-world-is-left-with-only-window.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7089742031280649291</id><published>2008-02-27T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:47:27.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry if i ever did u wrong,&lt;br /&gt;if i ever said something mean.&lt;br /&gt;u know i don't mean things i say,&lt;br /&gt;so please forgive me so.&lt;br /&gt;i really didn't mean to,&lt;br /&gt;so i hope u understand.&lt;br /&gt;i take it all back ;&lt;br /&gt;all the mean things i said.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for being there,&lt;br /&gt;whenever i needed a friend.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm taking this chance,&lt;br /&gt;to say sorry once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7089742031280649291?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7089742031280649291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7089742031280649291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7089742031280649291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7089742031280649291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-if-i-ever-did-u-wrong-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5130818717258212054</id><published>2008-02-25T20:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:38:36.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bonjour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hiatus is officially over. in other words, the common test has ended. well, personally, i felt that i did not perform as well as i should have. thus, i do not ask for more than a decent passing grade. nevertheless, i am relatively guilty over the fact that i have been slacking instead of studying conscientiously. indeed, the common test is a time for self-reflection. a period in which i saw true self. a time when i felt a change is needed. personally, i am not exactly that happy with the way i do things nowadays. a victim of procrastination, to be honest. in fact, procrastination sometimes gets it's way and failure soon follows. however, i do not want to continue the way i am now. it is simply not ideal. my life is really on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a life of imperfection~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5130818717258212054?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5130818717258212054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5130818717258212054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5130818717258212054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5130818717258212054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/bonjour-hiatus-is-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4483994949237580701</id><published>2008-02-15T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:47:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So well, here's a simple update on what i have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;actually to say the truth, there is nothing much but slacking&lt;br /&gt;and sad to say, my common test is approaching real fast&lt;br /&gt;in fact it's just around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that it's next week :P&lt;br /&gt;heaps of revisions and practices shall go underway&lt;br /&gt;and i won't blog much again till the end of CT&lt;br /&gt;thus, i think i will go on a hiatus until the end of CT&lt;br /&gt;cos' i will need to concentrate on my common test&lt;br /&gt;alright, that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4483994949237580701?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4483994949237580701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4483994949237580701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4483994949237580701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4483994949237580701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-well-heres-simple-update-on-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7492263906025893219</id><published>2008-02-15T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:14:19.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one said life is a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;you have to make tough choices&lt;br /&gt;you won't know what's beyond here&lt;br /&gt;no one said life is a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;but it's full of surprises&lt;br /&gt;life is yours&lt;br /&gt;a fairytale of your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my once upon a time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7492263906025893219?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7492263906025893219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7492263906025893219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7492263906025893219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7492263906025893219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-one-said-life-is-bed-of-roses-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6752975901300207111</id><published>2008-02-15T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:10:47.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to wake up and greet the new day&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to lie in and not care about them today&lt;br /&gt;i just want to dream and drift into a new world&lt;br /&gt;and spin my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;shake off all my burdens for what i truly yearn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in fairytales&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6752975901300207111?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6752975901300207111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6752975901300207111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6752975901300207111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6752975901300207111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-once-upon-time-its-time-to-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5873093586349460220</id><published>2008-02-14T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:11:54.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omtQnyxN4yA/R7QTlsIfx2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/RT19ipmeDlI/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166776210723686242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omtQnyxN4yA/R7QTlsIfx2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/RT19ipmeDlI/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 words, 8 letters, 1 meaning. i love you &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5873093586349460220?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5873093586349460220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5873093586349460220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5873093586349460220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5873093586349460220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-words-8-letters-1-meaning.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_omtQnyxN4yA/R7QTlsIfx2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/RT19ipmeDlI/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6472794101137232774.post-5113133406556296611</id><published>2008-02-10T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:52:11.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I'll write anyway, because my brain's not functioning very well now anyway, so a short break writing this isn't going to affect my productivity very much. So this is Chinese New Year 2008 and I'm finally able to sit down and blog. Via my phone of course, computer time is a luxury these days. Or rather, used exclusively for work. I simply have to get the training schedule out by today, so I'll plot it out while I'm visiting later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone on Sunday told me that Ability + Passion = Genius.I wonder if, in our haste and rigour to produce the brains, we have erroneously left out the cultivation of passion. Have we killed the joy in studying, venturing and finding things out? It'll be sad if we're only left with half-geniuses. Or as I told a friend: there can never be half geniuses. They either are or aren't, and for those of us who are in the capacity to make a difference, do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5113133406556296611?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5113133406556296611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5113133406556296611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5113133406556296611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5113133406556296611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-thought-ill-write-anyway-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1837369951990081071</id><published>2008-02-07T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:30:28.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>honestly, i don't know.there are so many things to consider, and so many people to face. it's like, that one decision you make doesn't affect you alone; it affects the people around you too.would you have the courage to face the surrounding gossips and do only what you want to do?so what exactly is this system teaching us?it's no longer knowledge. it's a test of how well we can handle things, how well we can handle people, how courageous we are to face them, how confident we are of ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1837369951990081071?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1837369951990081071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1837369951990081071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1837369951990081071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1837369951990081071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/honestly-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7074897325977785664</id><published>2008-02-07T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:28:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>betrayal;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the worst and last thing you can ever do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7074897325977785664?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7074897325977785664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7074897325977785664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7074897325977785664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7074897325977785664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/betrayal-thats-worst-and-last-thing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1263534479430899654</id><published>2008-02-02T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T16:21:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they say love is blind. now i think i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes you do silly things, and for that moment, you forgot what others may think. it makes you think silly things, letting your heard rule over your head. it makes you more forgiving, thinking that the other party didn't really mean it that way, or is just too concerned. it makes you blind, not seeing what may lie ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people do enjoy being blind, don't they.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1263534479430899654?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1263534479430899654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1263534479430899654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1263534479430899654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1263534479430899654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-say-love-is-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1354417430860321447</id><published>2008-01-27T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:00:14.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, i did some mugging for additional mathematics yesterday. majority was on remainder theorem. nevertheless, it was an awesome mugging session cause much was accomplished, or rather, i felt a sense of personal satisfaction and that was of greater significance. thus, i did not ask for more. after which, i headed to my aunt's house, where i did a a satisfactory amount of revision on biology. well, after that, my parents came and we set off for dinner. it was not till the last minute, in which i realised that one of my father's overseas friends arrived on the previous morning. thus, we brought them for dinner at a posh japanese restaurant at goodwood park hotel. no doubt, the food was exquisite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can see that she's a beautiful girl, she's a beautiful girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;complex, credible love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1354417430860321447?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1354417430860321447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1354417430860321447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1354417430860321447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1354417430860321447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-i-did-some-mugging-for-additional.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-6942774101119079271</id><published>2008-01-26T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:50:35.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's additional mathematics lesson was perhaps the most relaxing one. it was also the first time in which we did not have a speed test during an additional math lesson. however, on the other hand, it was also the first add math lesson in which i could sit down and ponder.a time for thoughts. a time of perceptions. indeed, there were many rumours going about the school, saying that mr lee is perhaps, the fiercest and most unreasonable in the entire school. even the discipline master is yet to be his match. however, i beg to differ. as said in the previous sentences, yesterday's amath session was indeed a time of perceptions. it was also through yesterday's session in which i saw through his unique style of teaching. a stern teacher who tries to instill humour in his lessons, but proves to be futile. nevertheless, we can observe that he is a man of efficiency. a man of results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-6942774101119079271?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/6942774101119079271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=6942774101119079271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6942774101119079271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/6942774101119079271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterdays-additional-mathematics.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4589522717145456878</id><published>2008-01-24T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:51:02.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, apart from the academic lessons, I held a science quiz session today. Basically, it was kind of an introduction &amp;amp; immersion session for the new intakes. Well, I did give them a brief idea on what science quiz is about, and the activities and major competitions in which we will be participating. Apart from the introduction, we also gave them a short and beautifully structured lesson on a couple of chemistry topics, just to get them immersed in the way science quiz carry out their sessions. On the whole, it was a relatively productive session and I am looking forward to the next science quiz session!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4589522717145456878?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4589522717145456878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4589522717145456878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4589522717145456878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4589522717145456878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-apart-from-academic-lessons-i-held.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-2737979444783889029</id><published>2008-01-23T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:07:25.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion overtakes. But I shall fight on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended hwachong institution's student leaders investiture, this afternoon. It was indeed eye-opening and fruitful experience. In fact, I gained some motivation &amp;amp; inspiration from today's session. I have learnt that no matter how tough life can get, it is of utmost importance that we stay resilient towards all kinds of obstacles and challenges in which we face in life. It was also a session where I saw student leaders of various schools coming together to grace a certain event. Most importantly, we saw the standard of another school's student council. Indeed, they did put up a magnificent show and their organisation for the whole event was flawless. However, before we say that they are awesome, can we ask ourselves if we can do better? Indeed, they may have better facilities and physical advantages, but I always believe that it is the students that make up the school. Of course, facilities are important, but the students are of greater significance. Therefore, I see no reason why we can't be as good as them, or maybe even better! Anyway, the sky's the limit. It's time to take flight, it's time to soar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2737979444783889029?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2737979444783889029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2737979444783889029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2737979444783889029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2737979444783889029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1956798620914419712</id><published>2008-01-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:22:13.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK OVERWHELMS. But i shall fight on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some times I feel that I should just throw off this heavy mantle and leave this assignment to someone else. But I've invested so much time, effort and tears. Maybe I'm throwing good money after bad. Today is one such time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate ignoring you everytime I see you, or walk past you. I really do. But I don't know what else to do, really. How else to respond to what you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1956798620914419712?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1956798620914419712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1956798620914419712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1956798620914419712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1956798620914419712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/work-overwhelms_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5356491129251944905</id><published>2008-01-13T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:57:26.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, school has started and many unexpected things have occured within these two weeks of school. Been helping out with the secondary one orientation, for the first week of school. I was totally immersed in fun and exuberence in a relatively short period of three days. Met and made a couple of fabulous friends in due course and ,perhaps, this orientation is one that will leave a lasting impression on me. Officially, the holidays are long over and school has started at a relatively fast-going pace. Though I am somewhat ready to start school, there are still a couple of assignments and homework that still have yet to be completed. Perhaps, my afternoon at home, today, will have to be dedicated to the mountain of uncompleted homework. Additional mathematics is going to be hard to clear :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a hard year ahead of me, but whenever i look back at the times when i studied with my friends in preparation for the end of year examination, it reminded me that i have awesome friends who are willing to tough it out with me and help each of us through! And because of these friends, I know i will make it! Onward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5356491129251944905?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5356491129251944905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5356491129251944905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5356491129251944905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5356491129251944905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-school-has-started-and-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-2584158090196186844</id><published>2007-12-31T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:48:08.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having blog-hopped for so long I feel like concluding this year before 2008 comes too! Time has gone past so fast, old friendships become more firm, new friendships become more rewarding as we get to know everybody better. More friends to come as our little juniors come in when school reopens! I really appreciate you guys for being there for me, even though we may not have met up a lot, but I know I can rely on you people when I need to. I really feel loved=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 ends. And 2008 appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-2584158090196186844?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/2584158090196186844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=2584158090196186844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2584158090196186844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/2584158090196186844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/having-blog-hopped-for-so-long-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7603127496649982995</id><published>2007-12-29T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:31:15.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn. I seriously need to start getting more organized, I am missing deadlines and a whole bunch of stuff and the pressure of work and all is starting to get to me, especially when things start to clash and I am panicking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax, Nicholas, relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7603127496649982995?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7603127496649982995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7603127496649982995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7603127496649982995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7603127496649982995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-3137286522081065735</id><published>2007-12-29T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:23:12.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, my homework submission deadline is in less than 5 days and I have barely started on Fahrenheit 451. Don't know if I will just collapse as soon as school start, as there is so much things that could happen. I have had a lot of falls this year, especially after May when everything just plunged. Please make 2008 a better year for me, I don't ask for much, just happiness and peace around me. No more sadness, emotional entries and negative stuffs. I want to have fun, to enjoy mugging and be more cheerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-3137286522081065735?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3137286522081065735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=3137286522081065735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3137286522081065735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3137286522081065735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow-my-homework-submission-deadline-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-906940893462971394</id><published>2007-12-27T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T16:24:22.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have been spending my time at home, reading Fahrenheit 451 and some adminstrative works regarding science quiz and some notes in preparation for next year. That also includes compiling some notes for science quiz. It has not exactly been a productive day, considering that I am pretty confused with the illogical and complicated storyline of Fahrenheit 451. Been reading through the first few sections of the book and i felt that there is certain complications in the story. Perhaps, it's the author's style of writing and perhaps I am just not that used to comprehending that style of writing. So yeah, apart from Fahrenheit 451, I also spent some time reading a chinese novel. Not really into reading chinese novels but since it's compulsory to read it, I have got no choice but to submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. Shall end here. Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-906940893462971394?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/906940893462971394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=906940893462971394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/906940893462971394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/906940893462971394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-i-have-been-spending-my-time-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4897390707995801169</id><published>2007-12-26T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T17:23:58.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year's Christmas is over. Basically, I spent my time at home, reading and resting. My schedule has been pretty tight for the past few weeks. Considering that there are meetings here and there. Indeed, being productive is great! However, being unable to spend time doing my own personal stuff is definitely tiring oneself. Thus, yesterday's short break, was indeed a time for me to rejuvenate and rest. Somehow, I felt that this year's christmas was relatively quiet. The usual bustling city life was missing from the scene and it was indeed a "Silent Night" for me. Apart from Christmas, the school holidays are soon coming to an end and a brand new school term is just around the corner. Perhaps, it's time for me to syncronise myself for a brand new year. Challenges and competitions, well, aren't they just part and parcel of life? If life is simply very much about hardship, why not do our very best and tackle them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, perhaps, I did change. A change for the better. To be honest, I look forward to year 2007 to be over and the start of a fresh year. Perhaps, it's just my mindset but this year has indeed been a difficult year for me. Well, the end is just a beginning, the beginning is just an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get started on Fahrenheit 451. &lt;em&gt;Soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4897390707995801169?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4897390707995801169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4897390707995801169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4897390707995801169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4897390707995801169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/heys-so-this-years-christmas-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7478047065041230384</id><published>2007-12-24T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:59:13.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys!&lt;br /&gt;Jus' woke up.&lt;br /&gt;returned to sg, yesterday nite&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;apart from the fun part,&lt;br /&gt;it was uber cold too!&lt;br /&gt;with temp ranging from,&lt;br /&gt;-3 to 3 degress celsius.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, went sight-seeing&lt;br /&gt;so lots of beautiful sceneries&lt;br /&gt;picked up abit of chinese history&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the chinese culture&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;will post up the pictures soon&lt;br /&gt;stay tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;byebyes&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7478047065041230384?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7478047065041230384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7478047065041230384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7478047065041230384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7478047065041230384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/heys-jus-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5520493819153900028</id><published>2007-12-13T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:27:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiies~&lt;br /&gt;Jus' did some reading.&lt;br /&gt;i went to sch this morning&lt;br /&gt;for the annual dental check-up&lt;br /&gt;everything was fine :)&lt;br /&gt;after which, i returned home&lt;br /&gt;tried going online,&lt;br /&gt;but it proved to be futile&lt;br /&gt;there were some connection probs&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, didn't come online this morning&lt;br /&gt;basically i spent my day,&lt;br /&gt;reading and watching tv&lt;br /&gt;thus, on the whole, i was slacking :p&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i will be leaving for china tmr nite&lt;br /&gt;thus, i will be overseas for the next ten days!&lt;br /&gt;heard that China's temperature is below the freezing point!&lt;br /&gt;thus, i will be experiencing cold weather&lt;br /&gt;and i am sooo looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye byes&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5520493819153900028?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5520493819153900028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5520493819153900028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5520493819153900028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5520493819153900028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiies-jus-watched-some-tv-basically.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-5278227616196562214</id><published>2007-12-12T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:45:07.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiies~&lt;br /&gt;Jus' had my lunch&lt;br /&gt;it was uber delicious&lt;br /&gt;considering that there was chicken chop&lt;br /&gt;along side with french fries! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, been slacking the whole morning&lt;br /&gt;with the exception of reading&lt;br /&gt;and carrying out some SQ admin work&lt;br /&gt;with the company of music,&lt;br /&gt;jus' the right environment to do my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;might be heading down to parth's place&lt;br /&gt;for a game of table tennis later on.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye byes&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-5278227616196562214?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/5278227616196562214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=5278227616196562214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5278227616196562214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/5278227616196562214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiies-jus-had-my-lunch-it-was-uber.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-153435833110783536</id><published>2007-12-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:17:28.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Change what you cannot accept, accept what you cannot change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to change the unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;but, must i accept the unacceptable if i can't change it?&lt;br /&gt;should i choose the former or the latter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paradox of choice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-153435833110783536?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/153435833110783536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=153435833110783536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/153435833110783536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/153435833110783536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/change-what-you-cannot-accept-accept.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-782760564314947169</id><published>2007-12-11T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:41:32.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiies~&lt;br /&gt;jus' came back home&lt;br /&gt;feeling pretty much refreshed and rejuvenated&lt;br /&gt;considering that i jus' took a bath&lt;br /&gt;went to united square this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;had subway for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;it was simply fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;after which, i took a cabby back home&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am feeling much better now&lt;br /&gt;considering that i rested the whole of this morning&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, my flu has fully recovered&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not joining you guys for bowling today! sorries!&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, i collected my sch uniform today&lt;br /&gt;pretty neat and cool!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye byes&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-782760564314947169?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/782760564314947169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=782760564314947169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/782760564314947169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/782760564314947169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiies-jus-came-back-home-went-to-united.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-7781590570368761921</id><published>2007-12-11T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:09:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world is not round... i bet none of u know this, but the earth is actually a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUARE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-7781590570368761921?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/7781590570368761921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=7781590570368761921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7781590570368761921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/7781590570368761921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/world-is-not-round.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-3691609849088900229</id><published>2007-12-11T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:05:19.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time is money. When ur time on earth runs out, you will make a will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim for the skies, watch out for the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Dracula lost his teeth, Alvis lost his shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-3691609849088900229?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3691609849088900229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=3691609849088900229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3691609849088900229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3691609849088900229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-is-money.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-4570067811617446407</id><published>2007-12-11T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:58:07.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiies~&lt;br /&gt;Jus' woke up from my sleep&lt;br /&gt;currently having a slight flu&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, due to yesterday's downpour.&lt;br /&gt;it has been raining for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's the monsoon season&lt;br /&gt;jus' took my medicine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; currently taking my rest.&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to play bowling with the others&lt;br /&gt;but given my current status,&lt;br /&gt;i might not be able to make it&lt;br /&gt;instead, i shall recuperate at home&lt;br /&gt;and fall to the depths of boredom&lt;br /&gt;haiz, should i go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;bye byes&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;br /&gt;sayonara&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-4570067811617446407?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/4570067811617446407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=4570067811617446407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4570067811617446407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/4570067811617446407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiies-jus-woke-up-from-my-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-8016332821787012127</id><published>2007-12-10T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:34:12.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies~&lt;br /&gt;jus' came back home from parth's place&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's the school holidays,&lt;br /&gt;but i have been slacking for the couple of weeks&lt;br /&gt;been rotting my brain away.&lt;br /&gt;plan to change my style of work&lt;br /&gt;and turn procrastination to efficiency&lt;br /&gt;anyways, created this bloggy this morning&lt;br /&gt;did the necessary stuff,&lt;br /&gt;such as the links, music, template, etc&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, how do you guys find my two essays?&lt;br /&gt;pretty philosophical, huh?&lt;br /&gt;hahas, pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;as for today, played abit of table tennis @ parth's place&lt;br /&gt;laughed alot and had quite a lot of fun, hahas&lt;br /&gt;alright, got nothin' much to say...&lt;br /&gt;shall end here&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-8016332821787012127?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/8016332821787012127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=8016332821787012127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8016332821787012127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/8016332821787012127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiies-jus-came-back-home-from-parths.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-3468650103118889497</id><published>2007-12-10T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:14:21.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a humble young man. He lived a life of simplicity and gathering firewood was his forte and livelihood. One day, he set off to gather more firewood. After a day of gathering firewood, he felt a sense of satisfaction and thus, he decided to head back home and to retire for the night. As dusk approached, he bundled up the firewood with a piece of thick rope. Just then, to his dismay, he met a bandit. Afraid that the bandit will harm him, he quickly abandoned his belongings with the exception of a thick and long piece of firewood, just for the sake of protection. As he wandered further into the woods, the bandit continued with his pursuit. At that moment, a dark and threatening cave came into the young man’s field of vision. Without even considering the dangers of the cave, he sprinted in. As for the bandit, he foolishly followed the young man into the cave. Perhaps, that was the power of greed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the young man was groping his way in the dark. He was lost! Realising his foolishness, he thought of solutions in which he could escape from the realms of darkness. After much thought, he decided to light the only matchstick he had which can in turn light up that piece of firewood that he held in his  hands. Thinking that it was the best possible solution, he carried it out. As for the bandit, he was also lost. However, it was not long before the young man met the bandit. Seeing that the young man held a torch, the bandit quickly took out his dagger and threatened the young man to hand over the torch. Knowing that his life could be at stake, he had no other choice but to hand over the torch. After which, they went different ways. Realising that he was in such a terrible state, he sat down and wept. Just then, he saw a ray of light coming in his direction. When he looked up, the ray of light soon turned into a beam of light as he walked forward. He was saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, he realised that he was able to see that ray of light because there was no other interferring background light. Thus, in other words, it was the bandit who helped the young man ,to escape from the realms of darkness, by taking away the torch from him. As for the bandit, himself, nobody ever heard of him ever again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a blessing in disguise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-3468650103118889497?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/3468650103118889497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=3468650103118889497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3468650103118889497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/3468650103118889497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/blessing-in-disguise.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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-6472794101137232774.post-1008500176338078157</id><published>2007-12-10T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:06:29.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracles only happen in the presence of perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a wealthy and successful businessman. He was a man of ambitions. He felt that he should seek elsewhere for business opportunities and not restrict to Europe. Thus, he set sail for Asia to look for business prospects. Unfortunately, his ship got caught in a storm and it was soon sunken to the depths of the Atlantic Ocean. Soon, it was day-break and the businessman soon found himself swept ashore an unknown and uninhabited island. Unable to find his crew and ship, for the first time in his life, he felt lost. Grown up in a well-to-do family, he was fed with the silver spoon since young. Till then, he had never encountered such an awful experience. He stood and wept. Nothing seemed right and his life soon made a 360 degrees turn. After thinking for about a day or two, he was relieved that he manage to survive the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing himself in such state, he decided to do something with his life. He felt that he could not continue with his life, in such a horrible state. Fortunately, he held a sharp and dangerous dagger to protect himself, considering that there might be wild animals on the island that might endanger his life. With that, he made his journey around the island, in search of food and resources. To his surprise, the island was filled with resources that he needed for survival. Soon, he settled in, and life was rather peaceful and happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he set off to hunt for food and resources. After a day of hunting, it was not long before dusk approached and the businessman soon made his way back to his quarters to rest for the night. Just then, the strong smell of smoke hit his nostrils and before he came to realisation, his wooden attap house was in flames. Knowing that, once again, blue crystalline tears fell from his eyes and rolled down his pinky cheeks. Never could imagine himself in such tragic state. Just then, a familiar siren echoed in his direction. Peering over his shoulder, he saw a ship which flagged the Great Britain’s National Flag. Keeping faith, he gazed as the ship sailed closer to shore. He was saved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the captain of the ship approached the businessman, the businessman asked him why did he seek such a deserted and unknown island. To his surprise, the captain replied, “We were curious about the flames and we thought that we could make a trip here to gratify our curiosity. Furthermore, as it is dusk, the flames were easily seen when we passed by this uninhabited island” Hearing that, the businessman immediately went down on his knees and prayed to god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles only happen in the presence of perspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6472794101137232774-1008500176338078157?l=frozen-hopes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/feeds/1008500176338078157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6472794101137232774&amp;postID=1008500176338078157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1008500176338078157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6472794101137232774/posts/default/1008500176338078157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-hopes.blogspot.com/2007/12/miracles-only-happen-in-presence-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicholas</name><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></feed>
