<?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-2839463544873443513</id><updated>2012-02-09T18:47:03.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AngeLic Lovee (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-6555998223475009209</id><published>2008-12-17T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:44:23.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL heyys again=]&lt;br /&gt;I just dropped by to say hi :P&lt;br /&gt;Urm.. I'm kinda happy today lahhs.&lt;br /&gt;My jie just passed me a camera!&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh! xD The first time I own a&lt;br /&gt;Camera in my life LOL! It's very old&lt;br /&gt;And shabby one, with dull silver&lt;br /&gt;Color. But no matter how old it was,&lt;br /&gt;Still better than just using handphone&lt;br /&gt;To take right? And it's good enough I&lt;br /&gt;Actually have a camera le, just like the&lt;br /&gt;First time I own a Windows 98 computer.&lt;br /&gt;Hehes. But unfortunately its batteries&lt;br /&gt;Run out VERY fast. I have to buy&lt;br /&gt;Rechargeable batteries to make up for&lt;br /&gt;That. Haiz. That would cost me 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;So expensive. But anyway, I'm not in&lt;br /&gt;A need to use camera now, so I guess&lt;br /&gt;When I have sufficient money then buy.&lt;br /&gt;Well my jie wasn't becos of any occasion&lt;br /&gt;Then gave me de. She went to her company's&lt;br /&gt;Function today then luckily out of 100+&lt;br /&gt;Staffs, she got a Wii but then exchange with&lt;br /&gt;Someone for a Sony camera instead. Then&lt;br /&gt;She passed me the old one luhhs. We have&lt;br /&gt;A Wii at home already so no need have&lt;br /&gt;Another one, though we considered selling&lt;br /&gt;It cos Wii too boring lahhs..=P I prefer Xbox&lt;br /&gt;Luhhs.. Got the Devil May Cry. Super fun&lt;br /&gt;Lahhs. I played it at United Square outside&lt;br /&gt;Challenger. Last thing is that I hoped my&lt;br /&gt;Birthday presents for next year can be books&lt;br /&gt;Lahhs xD I'm so into books luhhs. And books&lt;br /&gt;Can be kept as memories, unlike food. Hehes.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like birthdays though, cos I'm&lt;br /&gt;Growing older and older. That's scary to me.&lt;br /&gt;Going into adulthood isn't too easy thing lehhs..&lt;br /&gt;More responsibilities &gt;.&lt; I'd rather be a teenager..&lt;br /&gt;Well I just found Richelle Mead Fansite-my favs ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'll just post some links about Vampire Academy&lt;br /&gt;And Twilight hehes. Soo loves Vampires' romance&lt;br /&gt;Books lahhs. Hahas. Ok lahhs, I go le. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-6555998223475009209?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/6555998223475009209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=6555998223475009209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/6555998223475009209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/6555998223475009209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/12/lol-heyys-again-i-just-dropped-by-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-8172598004056622977</id><published>2008-12-15T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:54:39.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day just passed.. so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I shudder at the thought of starting&lt;br /&gt;School so soon &gt;.&lt; The reasons?&lt;br /&gt;1. A VERY IMPORTANT year&lt;br /&gt;2. No time for slacking&lt;br /&gt;3. Sacrifices of usual entertainment&lt;br /&gt;4. No matter how boring studying&lt;br /&gt;Brings, I must tolerate&lt;br /&gt;5. Cnt go out and play with friends&lt;br /&gt;6. Cnt talk much in class, must pay&lt;br /&gt;More attentive&lt;br /&gt;7. Cnt on computer so much&lt;br /&gt;8. MUST LEARN to manage time well&lt;br /&gt;9. MUST sleep early&lt;br /&gt;10. STRESS will be my friend&lt;br /&gt;And ya, now you know why I detest&lt;br /&gt;Starting school so much. Grrr... if I&lt;br /&gt;Don't comply with any of these...&lt;br /&gt;My tombstone will drop in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I'll stop posting those&lt;br /&gt;Lovely poems you see here. I'm just&lt;br /&gt;Scared I'm stepping into the copyrights&lt;br /&gt;Boundary. So please understand :]&lt;br /&gt;And I'll temporary stop posting until&lt;br /&gt;Further notice. I think I'll probably start&lt;br /&gt;Again when new year comes. But only&lt;br /&gt;Post once per month. I'm afraid if I use&lt;br /&gt;Any more computer it will break down&lt;br /&gt;Eventually and there goes my D &amp;amp; T&lt;br /&gt;Project which I must do research on.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm reading Twilight which I&lt;br /&gt;Just bought it. I haven't get to the climax&lt;br /&gt;Though. My adrenaline still hasn't there&lt;br /&gt;Yet. But hopefully it will rise sooner as&lt;br /&gt;Most of you do =) For now, I'm not posting&lt;br /&gt;Any news or whatsoever. I'm out of ideas&lt;br /&gt;Now and never read anymore newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;I find them boring. Most are politics stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnights &lt;3 See you again soon. And...&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy New Year! =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-8172598004056622977?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/8172598004056622977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=8172598004056622977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/8172598004056622977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/8172598004056622977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-day-just-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-8188618626905170519</id><published>2008-12-06T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:15:21.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just back from O level programs.&lt;br /&gt;Great. It was fun afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I met my friend at the program too.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas! Coincidence lehs. Good of cos.&lt;br /&gt;At least have someone talk to, not so&lt;br /&gt;Boring. We didn't know each other was&lt;br /&gt;Going either.The teachers were damn&lt;br /&gt;Humorous and interesting lahs.. the&lt;br /&gt;Group work was damn fun, we joked&lt;br /&gt;Alot and talked lame stuffs.. aw.. how&lt;br /&gt;I missed the days :P I spent my entire&lt;br /&gt;Day there for few days. Their teaching&lt;br /&gt;Methods are quite marvellous. All&lt;br /&gt;Students enjoyed alot. Worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah, enough of this. Im just abit&lt;br /&gt;Excited. I hope I can get Twilight books&lt;br /&gt;To read next year :] Everyone says it's&lt;br /&gt;Popular and thrilling to read. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to try on them too =)&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I won't be bored during&lt;br /&gt;Silent-reading period right hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still reading Shadow Kiss though..&lt;br /&gt;Not only I'm busy, I'm slowly reading&lt;br /&gt;It. Cos I know the ending will be sad..&lt;br /&gt;I only don't want get to there very&lt;br /&gt;quickly. Mayb I'll cry, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is I never cried when&lt;br /&gt;reading books. LOl. Only movies and&lt;br /&gt;songs.. This is something very rare.&lt;br /&gt;I might be amused if I did cry. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall it's my first time I'm addicted&lt;br /&gt;To books. If someone were to take away&lt;br /&gt;From me, I think I wld strongly protest.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I want To finish the ending. I've a&lt;br /&gt;Kind of committment to reading books.&lt;br /&gt;Certain books of cos. Some books are&lt;br /&gt;Really like, oh man, I seem droop off&lt;br /&gt;whenever I pick them up and read.&lt;br /&gt;In that case, I'll just abandon them. =X&lt;br /&gt;Don't say me heartless okays. Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm animal lover. Not all animals&lt;br /&gt;though. I hate snakes particularly. Cos&lt;br /&gt;it looks terribly as proud as a peacock.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just hate it. But I love all pets,&lt;br /&gt;Regarding of which kind.&lt;br /&gt;They are loyal, truthful and fun-loving.&lt;br /&gt;Who says stray dogs and cats shldn't be fed?&lt;br /&gt;They look kinda sympathetic to me. If not&lt;br /&gt;For those kind people who feed them out&lt;br /&gt;There, you will see carcasses on streets.&lt;br /&gt;That's too sad. They are mostly abandoned&lt;br /&gt;By people and for some, they have been&lt;br /&gt;Ill-treated before. I once or twice fed a cat.&lt;br /&gt;She used to be avoiding strangers. But in&lt;br /&gt;The end she is open being with me. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's cos of the wristband incident.&lt;br /&gt;I once helped her to take off the wristband&lt;br /&gt;That was handing around her neck tightly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to show off some kind acts&lt;br /&gt;Here lahs.. Just saying that those stray cats&lt;br /&gt;And dogs are innocent. I hate people trying&lt;br /&gt;To hurt them. I stood up for them a few times.&lt;br /&gt;If there's a big group, I cn't help it. Luckily,&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen any abusing of stray pets&lt;br /&gt;Before. Or rather I wld never wish to.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you were my friend and you&lt;br /&gt;Are a pet abuser, I'll rather not have you&lt;br /&gt;As friend. Ohya, not only pets we must care&lt;br /&gt;About. Wildlife animals too! Must protect&lt;br /&gt;Them. I know we are young and unable to&lt;br /&gt;Sort of prevent killings, but there's a way too.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose not to buy those illegal stuffs&lt;br /&gt;Made from animals' skins in foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;I think if no foreigner is willing to buy, half&lt;br /&gt;Of the killings might stop. Apart from those&lt;br /&gt;Live stocks we eat usually, i think there is&lt;br /&gt;NO NEED to kill anymore. I hate those who&lt;br /&gt;Skin other animals alive like nothing, to the&lt;br /&gt;Core. Extreme heartless and only wanting to&lt;br /&gt;See the sufferings of others. That's why there&lt;br /&gt;Are so many endangered species now. I cnt&lt;br /&gt;Care less. Endangered species must be&lt;br /&gt;Protected and saved so that future generations&lt;br /&gt;Can experience their presence and value.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. Today I talk a lot. Just bored&lt;br /&gt;And wanted to blurt something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;News&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: Taken from StraitsTimes. Credits NOT claimed by me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy? Spread around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONDON - HAPPINESS is infectious and can&lt;br /&gt;'ripple' through social groups such as family and&lt;br /&gt;friends - but work colleagues are apparently&lt;br /&gt;immune to each other's moods, according to&lt;br /&gt;a study published on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the study, geography can affect&lt;br /&gt;happiness: if you have a friend who becomes&lt;br /&gt;happy and lives within a mile (1.6 km), it will&lt;br /&gt;increase your likelihood of being happy by&lt;br /&gt;25 per cent. They found that live-in partners&lt;br /&gt;who become happy increase the likelihood of&lt;br /&gt;their partner being happy by 8 per cent; happy&lt;br /&gt;siblings living nearby boost joy levels by 14 per&lt;br /&gt;cent, and neighbours by 34 per cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Work colleagues did not affect happiness levels,&lt;br /&gt;suggesting that social context may curtail the&lt;br /&gt;spread of emotional states,' said the study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an editorial accompanying the study, Professor&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Steptoe of University College, London and&lt;br /&gt;Professor Ana Diez Roux of the University of&lt;br /&gt;Michigan School of Public Health, called it&lt;br /&gt;'groundbreaking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If happiness is indeed transmitted through social&lt;br /&gt;connections, it could indirectly contribute to the&lt;br /&gt;social transmission of health, and has serious&lt;br /&gt;implications for the design of policies and&lt;br /&gt;interventions,' they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study was based on research involving 5,124&lt;br /&gt;adults aged 21-70, followed between 1971 and 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To assess happiness they were asked to agree or&lt;br /&gt;disagree with four statements: 'I felt hopeful about&lt;br /&gt;the future', 'I was happy', 'I enjoyed life', 'I felt that I&lt;br /&gt;was just as good as other people'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#16 Never Again Would Birds Song Be the Same&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Robert Frost (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would declare and could himself believe&lt;br /&gt;That the birds there in all the garden round&lt;br /&gt;From having heard the daylong voice of Eve&lt;br /&gt;Had added to their own an oversound,&lt;br /&gt;Her tone of meaning but without the words.&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly an qloquence so soft&lt;br /&gt;Could only have had an influence on birds&lt;br /&gt;When call or laughter carried it aloft.&lt;br /&gt;Be that as may be, she was in their song.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover her voice upon their voices crossed&lt;br /&gt;Had now persisted it never would be lost.&lt;br /&gt;Never again would bird's song be the same.&lt;br /&gt;And to do that to birds was why she came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#17 She Was a Phantom of Delight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by William Wordsworth (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a Phantom of delight.&lt;br /&gt;When first she gleamed upon my sight;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely Apparition, sent&lt;br /&gt;To be a moment's ornament;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;&lt;br /&gt;Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;&lt;br /&gt;But all things else about her drawn&lt;br /&gt;From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;&lt;br /&gt;A dancing Shape, an Image gay,&lt;br /&gt;To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her upon nearer view,&lt;br /&gt;A Spirit, yet a Woman too!&lt;br /&gt;Her household motions light and free,&lt;br /&gt;And steps of virgin-liberty;&lt;br /&gt;A countenance in which did meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet records, promises as sweet;&lt;br /&gt;A Creature not too bright or good&lt;br /&gt;For human nature's daily food;&lt;br /&gt;For transient sorrows, simple wiles,&lt;br /&gt;Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I see with eye serene&lt;br /&gt;The very pulse of the machine;&lt;br /&gt;A Being breathing thoughtful breath,&lt;br /&gt;A Traveler between life and death;&lt;br /&gt;The reason firm, the temperate will,&lt;br /&gt;Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect Woman, a nobly planned,&lt;br /&gt;To warn, to comfort, and command;&lt;br /&gt;And yet a Spirit still, and bright&lt;br /&gt;With something of angelic sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#18 Deep in Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Bhavabhutu (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in love&lt;br /&gt;cheek leaning on cheek we talked&lt;br /&gt;of whatever came to our minds&lt;br /&gt;just as it came&lt;br /&gt;slowly oh&lt;br /&gt;slowly&lt;br /&gt;with our arms twined&lt;br /&gt;tightly around us&lt;br /&gt;and the hours passed and we&lt;br /&gt;did not know it&lt;br /&gt;still talking when&lt;br /&gt;the night had gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-8188618626905170519?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/8188618626905170519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=8188618626905170519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/8188618626905170519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/8188618626905170519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-back-from-o-level-programs.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-3246446409367086724</id><published>2008-12-03T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:18:00.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helos Angels =]&lt;br /&gt;So long never come and blog lerhs.&lt;br /&gt;Been going out lately.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mistaken. Not go out play.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly shop for books..&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be busy for next few days.&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me ya. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I got to go soon so I won't be posting much.&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget to visit my blog okays!&lt;br /&gt;Book &amp;amp; tarot test for today only.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to post some riddles.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, I lazy to search through&lt;br /&gt;The message history cos&lt;br /&gt;The riddles were asked by friend.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to add some more. But...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I don't have time left.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Anyway, do take the Tarot test and&lt;br /&gt;Find out about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not is up to you =S&lt;br /&gt;As I said, it's some random stuffs I came across.&lt;br /&gt;I 'm just bored and rushed by time now.&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, it's still sweet to post x]&lt;br /&gt;Ohyea, and today's post never include poems =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wielding a Red Sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Piers Anthony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;War-And Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mym was a dutiful son, but his father the Rajah&lt;br /&gt;interfered in his love life once too often. Rather&lt;br /&gt;than wed without love, he took up the Red Sword,&lt;br /&gt;symbol of office of the incarnation of War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he thought his efforts could ameliorate&lt;br /&gt;some of the suffering caused by Earth's constant&lt;br /&gt;petty wars. But he found that behind all his&lt;br /&gt;involvement were the clever traps of Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When seeming mischance placed him in Hell, Mym&lt;br /&gt;organized a great rebellion among the Damned.&lt;br /&gt;And Satan seemed to capitulate. But free again,&lt;br /&gt;Mym learned that Satan had been busy stirring up&lt;br /&gt;riots and war. Now it seemed things had gone too&lt;br /&gt;far and Stan must surely win. There was only one&lt;br /&gt;desperate chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Which Tarot Card are you?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this test and find out: &lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/"&gt;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-3246446409367086724?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/3246446409367086724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=3246446409367086724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/3246446409367086724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/3246446409367086724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/12/helos-angels-so-long-never-come-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-2238749124049439475</id><published>2008-11-26T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:53:52.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Borders :]&lt;br /&gt;Was actually looking for the 3rd sequel&lt;br /&gt;of Vampire Academy. But the book hasn't&lt;br /&gt; shipped in yet though it was published&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; A pity luhs. So I bought the 1st sequel&lt;br /&gt; instead =.= Waiting for the 3rd book to&lt;br /&gt;fly into Singapore then buy :D Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new book to read. My friend&lt;br /&gt;recommended me a book. Plotting is&lt;br /&gt;quite nice though for me abit chim xP&lt;br /&gt;Here's another synopsis of the book.&lt;br /&gt;I've added one article that has recently&lt;br /&gt;created uproar among the schools. It is&lt;br /&gt;about a birthday girl from ACJC being tied&lt;br /&gt;and had food stuffed into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;What'd you think? Humiliation or&lt;br /&gt;celebration? To me, they are using&lt;br /&gt;birthday as an excuse to bully her in&lt;br /&gt;such a way. Pls poll behind whether you&lt;br /&gt;approve such an act or not =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1 Hannibal Rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Thomas Harris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before Red Dragon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before The Silence of the Lambs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Harris shows us Hannibal Lecter as he&lt;br /&gt;becomes the most frightening man in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Eastern Front are all the ingredients to make&lt;br /&gt;a monster. This brilliant orphaned child has demons&lt;br /&gt;lurking in the chambers of his memory, gouging him&lt;br /&gt;with fragments of his hideous past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he can confront the demons in his heart and brain,&lt;br /&gt;he can find them in the flesh, hunt them down and&lt;br /&gt;achieve a kind of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful and exotic woman takes him to her heart,&lt;br /&gt;using every weapon and every wile at her command&lt;br /&gt;to save him from the dark, to stem the terrible forces&lt;br /&gt;unleashed by Hannibal Lecter's first taste of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;News &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ACJC Hazing: Student tied up and humiliated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was a clip of an initiation rite for a new&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Civil Defence Force recruit that raised&lt;br /&gt;eyebrows last week. He was stripped, tied and had&lt;br /&gt;black shoe polish smeared over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, a clip of a birthday girl from elite school&lt;br /&gt;Anglo Chinese Junior College (ACJC) who was tied&lt;br /&gt;and had food stuffed into her face has made its way&lt;br /&gt;online and turned people's attention to ragging&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''It's too extreme. Maybe she's not well-liked and&lt;br /&gt;(the prank) was a way to bully her.'' said JC student&lt;br /&gt;Tay, 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Simon Siew, a consultant psychiatrist from&lt;br /&gt;Mount Elizabeth Medical Centre, said ''the prank&lt;br /&gt;was carried out at the expense of someone's self-&lt;br /&gt;esteem and dignity''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''The girl might have bad memories and nightmares&lt;br /&gt;of the incident,'' he added.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-2238749124049439475?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/2238749124049439475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=2238749124049439475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/2238749124049439475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/2238749124049439475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-came-back-from-borders-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-7591177473266288016</id><published>2008-11-25T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:34:49.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember the Frostbite book I recommended?&lt;br /&gt;It's actually the 2nd sequel of the entire series.&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd sequel was already out on 13 Nov 08.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up the synopsis of 1st and 3rd today.&lt;br /&gt;And not to mess it up, I'll put the synopsis of&lt;br /&gt;2nd sequel together in this post.&lt;br /&gt;And there's this Marley &amp;amp; Me book.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite popular also.&lt;br /&gt;I bought it and now I'm reading it :]&lt;br /&gt;A synopsis of it will also be posted up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1 Vampire Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Richelle Mead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lissa Dragomir is a Moroi princess:&lt;br /&gt;a mortal vampire with an unbreakable bond to&lt;br /&gt;the earth's magic. She must be protected at all&lt;br /&gt;times from Strigoi; the fiercest and most&lt;br /&gt;dangerous vampires--the ones who never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful blend of human and vampire blood&lt;br /&gt;that flows through Rose Hathaway, Lissa's best&lt;br /&gt;friend, makes her a Dhampir; she is dedicated to a&lt;br /&gt;dangerous life of protecting Lissa from the Strigoi,&lt;br /&gt;who are hell-bent on making her one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years of illicit freedom, Rose and Lissa&lt;br /&gt;are caught and dragged back to St. Vladimir's&lt;br /&gt;Academy, hidden in the deep forests of Montana.&lt;br /&gt;Rose will continue her Dhampir education. Lissa&lt;br /&gt;will go back to being Queen of the elite Moroi&lt;br /&gt;social scene. And both girls will resume breaking&lt;br /&gt;Academy hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear made Lissa and Rose run away from St.&lt;br /&gt;Vladimir's--inside the Academy's iron gates, their&lt;br /&gt;world is even fraught with danger. Here, the&lt;br /&gt;cutthroat ranks of the Moroi perform unspeakable&lt;br /&gt;rituals and their secretive nature and love of the&lt;br /&gt;night creates an enigmatic world full of social&lt;br /&gt;complexities. Rose and Lissa must navigate through&lt;br /&gt;this dangerous world, confront the temptation of&lt;br /&gt;forbidden romance, and never once let their guard&lt;br /&gt;down, lest the Strigoi make Lissa one of them&lt;br /&gt;forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;A Vampire Academy Novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FROSTBITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Richelle Mead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winter Break Turns Deadly... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose Hathaway's got serious guy trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Her gorgeous tutor Dimitri has his eye on someone else,&lt;br /&gt;her friend Mason has a huge crush on her, and she&lt;br /&gt;keeps getting stuck in her best friend Lissa's head while&lt;br /&gt;she's with her boyfriend, Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a massive Strigoi attack puts St. Vladmir's&lt;br /&gt;on high alert, and the Academy crawls with Guardians-&lt;br /&gt;including the legendary Janine Hathaway... Rose's&lt;br /&gt;formidable, long-absent mother. The Strigoi are closing&lt;br /&gt;in, and the Academy's not taking any risks... This year,&lt;br /&gt;St. Vlad's holiday ski trip is mandatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the glittering winter landscape and the posh Idaho&lt;br /&gt;resort only provide the illusion of safety. When three&lt;br /&gt;students run away to strike back against the deadly&lt;br /&gt;Strigoi, Rose must join forces with Christian to rescue&lt;br /&gt;them. Only this time, Rose-and her heart- are in more&lt;br /&gt;danger than she ever could have imagined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Praise for Vampire Academy:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mead... weave[s] a unique and mesmerizing mystery&lt;br /&gt;with a whodunit ending that even the most skilled&lt;br /&gt;detective will not predict... this little gem is sure to&lt;br /&gt;be a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Voya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#3 Shadow Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Richelle Mead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's springtime at St. Vladimir's Academy, and&lt;br /&gt;Rose Hathaway is this close to graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Since making her first Strigoi kills, Rose hasn't&lt;br /&gt;been feeling quite right. She's having dark&lt;br /&gt;thoughts, behaving erratically, and worst of all...&lt;br /&gt;might be seeing ghosts. As Rose questions her&lt;br /&gt;sanity, new complications arise. Lissa has begun&lt;br /&gt;experimenting with her magic once more, their&lt;br /&gt;enemy Victor Dashkov might be set free, and&lt;br /&gt;Rose's forbidden relationship with Dimitri is&lt;br /&gt;starting to heat up again. But when a deadly&lt;br /&gt;threat no one saw coming changes their entire&lt;br /&gt;world, Rose must put her own life on the line--&lt;br /&gt;and choose between the two people she loves most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by john grogan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Jenny were young and deeply in love,&lt;br /&gt;with a perfect little house and not a care in the&lt;br /&gt;world. Then they brought home Marley, a wiggly&lt;br /&gt;yellow furball of a puppy. Life would never be&lt;br /&gt;the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marley quickly grew into an uncontrollable&lt;br /&gt;ninety-seven pound steamroller of a Labrador&lt;br /&gt;retriever. Expelled from obedience school, even&lt;br /&gt;the tranquillisers prescribed by the vet couldn't&lt;br /&gt;stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet through the chaos and the hilarity he won&lt;br /&gt;hearts and remained a steadfast model of&lt;br /&gt;devotion to his family, even when they were&lt;br /&gt;at their wits' end. Unconditional love, they would&lt;br /&gt;learn, comes in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Praise for Marley &amp;amp; me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason Marley &amp;amp; Me has proved to be a&lt;br /&gt;bestseller is that it is not just a funny dog story...&lt;br /&gt;it's also an honest and raw account of a young&lt;br /&gt;couple's desire to have children, their fears they&lt;br /&gt;won't be able to do the right thing by the family&lt;br /&gt;they created. It's a universal story of family life,&lt;br /&gt;and a publishing sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Catherine O'Brien, The Times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# 13 To Citriodora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by William Shakespeare (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn and see you passing in the street&lt;br /&gt;When you are not. I take another way,&lt;br /&gt;Lest missing you the fragrance of the day&lt;br /&gt;Exhale, and I know not that it is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;And marking you I follow, and when we meet&lt;br /&gt;Love laughs to see how sudden I am gay;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetens the air with fragrance like a spray&lt;br /&gt;If sweet verbena, and bids my heart to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love laughs; and girls that take you by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;Know that a sweet thing has befallen them;&lt;br /&gt;And women give their hearts into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;There is, I think, no man in all the land&lt;br /&gt;But would be glad to touch your garment's hem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I, I love you with a love apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#14 Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by William Shakespeare (all credits go to the author) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate:&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade,&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou growest;&lt;br /&gt;So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#15 I Want to Die While You Love Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Georgia Douglas Johnson (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die while you love me,&lt;br /&gt;While yet you hold me fair,&lt;br /&gt;While laughter lies upon my lips&lt;br /&gt;And lights are in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die while you love me&lt;br /&gt;And bear to that still bed&lt;br /&gt;Yours kisses turbulent, unspent&lt;br /&gt;To warm me when I'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die while you love me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, who would care to live&lt;br /&gt;Till love has nothing more to ask&lt;br /&gt;And nothing more to give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die while you love me&lt;br /&gt;And never, never see&lt;br /&gt;The glory of this perfect day&lt;br /&gt;Grow dim or cease to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-7591177473266288016?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/7591177473266288016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=7591177473266288016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/7591177473266288016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/7591177473266288016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-frostbite-book-i-recommended.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-2779380172268011776</id><published>2008-11-21T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:25:16.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've read a few articles today&lt;br /&gt;And just wanna share=)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've other stuffs to post,&lt;br /&gt;But now abit tired le.&lt;br /&gt;So next time then post haha.&lt;br /&gt;I recently signed up for&lt;br /&gt;An O level programme.&lt;br /&gt;Very long hours you know.&lt;br /&gt;From morning till evening&lt;br /&gt;And it lasts for few days.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll be busy next next week le.&lt;br /&gt;Still, good news to me,&lt;br /&gt;I finally fell in love with..&lt;br /&gt;Books! Hahas. Got tricked huh? =P&lt;br /&gt;My heart is urging me to finish&lt;br /&gt;Reading the books (don't know why).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(1)Net Socialising is not a bad thing after all: Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York- &lt;/strong&gt;Good news for worries parents: All&lt;br /&gt;those hours their teenagers spend socialising on&lt;br /&gt;the Internet are not a bad thing, according to a new&lt;br /&gt;study in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look as though kids are wasting a lot of time&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with new media, whether it's on&lt;br /&gt;MySpace or sending instant messages,'' said&lt;br /&gt;Ms Mizuko Ito, lead researcher on the study,&lt;br /&gt;Living and Learning With New Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''But their participation is giving them the&lt;br /&gt;technological skills and literacy they need to&lt;br /&gt;succeed in the contemporary world. They're&lt;br /&gt;learning how to get along with others, how to manage&lt;br /&gt;a public identity, how to create a home page,''&lt;br /&gt;she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Those concerns about predators and stranger&lt;br /&gt;danger have been overblown,'' she said. ''There's&lt;br /&gt;been some confusion about what their kids are&lt;br /&gt;actually doing online. Mostly, they're socialising&lt;br /&gt;with friends, people they've met at school or&lt;br /&gt;camp or sports.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While online socialising is ubiquitous, many young&lt;br /&gt;people move on to a period of exploration online,&lt;br /&gt;looking for information or experimenting with&lt;br /&gt;digital media production, the study found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(2)Want a camera that produce cool 3D images?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME August or September next year, your&lt;br /&gt;wish might just come true. Fujifilm has developed&lt;br /&gt;what it calls the FinePix Real 3D system that will&lt;br /&gt;give the world's first consumer three-dimensional&lt;br /&gt;digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The camera is able to take both 3D and 2D images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and videos. A press of a button lets you view the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2D and 3D versions of the same image or video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The biggest potential of the dual-lens system of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the 3D camera is in 2D photos. E.g you can shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;simultaneous telephoto and wide-angel images,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and ultra-wide panoramas in real time. Or, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;can shoot video and still pictures with different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exposure settings at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#10 Neutral Tones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Thomas Hardy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood by a pond that winter day,&lt;br /&gt;And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,&lt;br /&gt;And a few leaves lay on the starving sod;&lt;br /&gt;They had fallen from an arsh, and were gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove&lt;br /&gt;Over tedious riddles of years ago;&lt;br /&gt;And some words played between us to and fro&lt;br /&gt;On which lost the more by our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your mouthwas the deadest thing&lt;br /&gt;Alive enough to have strength to die;&lt;br /&gt;And a grin of bitterness swept thereby&lt;br /&gt;Like an ominous bird a-wing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,&lt;br /&gt;And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me&lt;br /&gt;Your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree,&lt;br /&gt;And a pond edged with grayish leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#11 Heart! We Will Forget Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Emily Dickinson&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart! We will forget him!&lt;br /&gt;You and I - tonight!&lt;br /&gt;You may forget the warmth he gave -&lt;br /&gt;I will forget the light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have done, pray tell me&lt;br /&gt;That I may straight begin!&lt;br /&gt;Haste! lest while you're lagging&lt;br /&gt;I remember him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#12 Time does not bring relief&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Edna St. Vincent Millay&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time does not bring relief, you all have lied&lt;br /&gt;Who told me time would ease me of my pain!&lt;br /&gt;I miss him in the weeping of the rain;&lt;br /&gt;I want him at the shrinking of the tide;&lt;br /&gt;The old snows melt from every mountain-side,&lt;br /&gt;And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;&lt;br /&gt;But last year's bitter loving must remain&lt;br /&gt;Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughs abide.&lt;br /&gt;There are a hundred places where I fear&lt;br /&gt;To go, - so with his memory they brim.&lt;br /&gt;And entering with relief some quiet place&lt;br /&gt;Where never fell his foot or shone his face&lt;br /&gt;I say, ''There is no memory of him here!''&lt;br /&gt;And so stand stricken, so remembering him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-2779380172268011776?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/2779380172268011776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=2779380172268011776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/2779380172268011776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/2779380172268011776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-news-im-adding-some-bonus-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-4626645090137957359</id><published>2008-11-19T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:25:46.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiie angels :)&lt;br /&gt;I may be slacking during holidays,&lt;br /&gt;But I do bother to read books!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I used to hate books.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, they're alright to me now.&lt;br /&gt;I read only a few nice ones though.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Pathetic huh?&lt;br /&gt;Just started reading not long ago only.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came across one interesting novel.&lt;br /&gt;It's a 2nd sequel of the whole series.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up the synopsis some day later.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, polls are done finally... =.=&lt;br /&gt;Pls do vote :]&lt;br /&gt;Hees... I'll continue read other novels as&lt;br /&gt;well and try to update more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7 Deep in Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Bhavabhuti&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in love&lt;br /&gt;cheek leaning on cheek we talked&lt;br /&gt;of whatever came to our minds&lt;br /&gt;just as it came&lt;br /&gt;slowly oh&lt;br /&gt;slowly&lt;br /&gt;with our arms twined&lt;br /&gt;tightly around us&lt;br /&gt;and the hours passed and we did not know it&lt;br /&gt;still talking when&lt;br /&gt;the night had gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8 She Tells Her Love While Half Asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Robert Graves (all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tells her love while half asleep&lt;br /&gt;In the dark hours,&lt;br /&gt;With half-words whispered low:&lt;br /&gt;As Earth stirs in her winter sleep&lt;br /&gt;And puts out grass and flowers&lt;br /&gt;Despite the snow,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the falling snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#9 The First Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Christina Rossetti&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could remember the first day,&lt;br /&gt;First hour, first moment of your meeting me;&lt;br /&gt;If bright or dim the season, it might be&lt;br /&gt;Summer or winter for aught I can say.&lt;br /&gt;So unrecorded did it slip away,&lt;br /&gt;So blind was I to see and to forsee,&lt;br /&gt;So dull to mark the budding of my tree&lt;br /&gt;That would not blossom yet for many a May.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could recollect it! Such&lt;br /&gt;A day of days! I let it come and go&lt;br /&gt;As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to mean so little, meant so much!&lt;br /&gt;If only now I could recall that touch,&lt;br /&gt;First touch of hand in hand!-Did one but know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm trying to put up some polls under 'whisper' later on.&lt;br /&gt;If you're free, do vote! Thanks :D Will inform you again when&lt;br /&gt;the polls section is done. Nights all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-4626645090137957359?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/4626645090137957359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=4626645090137957359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/4626645090137957359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/4626645090137957359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiie-angels-i-may-be-slacking-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-1299414341194962063</id><published>2008-11-17T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:26:17.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back once again (:&lt;br /&gt;Notice that I've put up one Japanese song?&lt;br /&gt;Its title is called 'For Fruits Basket'.&lt;br /&gt;I cried alot of times when listening to it,&lt;br /&gt;Even before understanding what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;Many people feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I want to share with you all.&lt;br /&gt;This song not only soothing, it also suits my blogskin as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you will be touched upon hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;All the meanings of the songs are below.&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget, I have posted some lovely poems too.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Japanese Version:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Totemo ureshikatta yo / kimi ga warai kakede ta&lt;br /&gt;Subete o tokasu chou emi de&lt;br /&gt;Haru wa mada tookute / tsumetai tsuchi no naka de&lt;br /&gt;Me fuku toki o matte ta 'n da&lt;br /&gt;Tatoeba kurushii kyou da to shite mo&lt;br /&gt;Kinou no kizu o nokoshite ite mo&lt;br /&gt;Shinjitai / kokoro hodo ite yukere to&lt;br /&gt;Umare kawaru koto wa dekinai yo&lt;br /&gt;Dakedo kawatte wa ikeru kara&lt;br /&gt;Boku dake ni waratte / sono yubi de / nee sawatte&lt;br /&gt;Nozomi bakari ga hateshinaku&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku shitai yo / mou kuyanu you ni&lt;br /&gt;Nageki no umi mo koete ikou&lt;br /&gt;Tatoe kurushii kyou da to shite mo&lt;br /&gt;Itsu ka atatakana omoide ni naru&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro goto subete nage daseta nara&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni ikiteru imi ga wakaru yo&lt;br /&gt;Umare ochita yorokobi o shiru&lt;br /&gt;Tatoeba kurushii kyou da to shite mo&lt;br /&gt;Itsu ka atatakana omoide ni naru&lt;br /&gt;Kokoro goto subete nage daseta nara&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni ikiteru imi ga wakaru yo&lt;br /&gt;Umare ochita yorokobi o shiru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;English Translations:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was so happy, you were laughing&lt;br /&gt;With a smile that melts everything away&lt;br /&gt;Spring is still far away, inside the cold earth,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the time to sprout&lt;br /&gt;For instance, even if today is painful&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday's wounds remain&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe that I can free my heart and go on&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be reborn&lt;br /&gt;But I can change as I go on, so&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay together always&lt;br /&gt;Smile only at me and touch me with those fingers&lt;br /&gt;This simple desire is everlasting&lt;br /&gt;I want things to be simple&lt;br /&gt;Let's finally get across this sea of mournful sorrow&lt;br /&gt;For instance, even if today is painful&lt;br /&gt;Someday it will become a warm memory&lt;br /&gt;If you leave everything up to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I understand the meaning our living here&lt;br /&gt;It is to know the joy of having been born&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay together always&lt;br /&gt;For instance, even if today is painful&lt;br /&gt;Someday it will become a warm memory&lt;br /&gt;If you leave everything up to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I understand the meaning our living here&lt;br /&gt;It is to know the joy of having been born&lt;br /&gt;Let's stay together always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's continue with the poems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4 Love comes quietly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Robert Creeley&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes quietly,&lt;br /&gt;finally, drops&lt;br /&gt;about me, on me&lt;br /&gt;in the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I know&lt;br /&gt;thinking myself&lt;br /&gt;able to go&lt;br /&gt;alone all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5 Kidnap Poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Nikki Giovanni&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever been kidnapped&lt;br /&gt;by a poet&lt;br /&gt;if i were a poet&lt;br /&gt;i'd kidnap you&lt;br /&gt;put you in my phrases and meter&lt;br /&gt;you to jones beach&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just to my house&lt;br /&gt;lyric you in lilacs&lt;br /&gt;dash you into the beach&lt;br /&gt;to complement my see&lt;br /&gt;play the lyre for you&lt;br /&gt;ode you with my love song&lt;br /&gt;anything to win you&lt;br /&gt;wrap you in the red Black green&lt;br /&gt;show you off to mama&lt;br /&gt;yeah if i were a poet i'd kid&lt;br /&gt;nap you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6 Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Langston Hughes&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt&lt;br /&gt;This most strange dream,&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I saw&lt;br /&gt;What did not seem could ever be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were not there with me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awake,&lt;br /&gt;I turned&lt;br /&gt;And touched you&lt;br /&gt;Asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Face to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;How dreams&lt;br /&gt;Can lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you were not there at all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2839463544873443513-1299414341194962063?l=icy-angels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/feeds/1299414341194962063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2839463544873443513&amp;postID=1299414341194962063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/1299414341194962063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2839463544873443513/posts/default/1299414341194962063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-angels.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-back-once-again-notice-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Elaine Woo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_64KdAzjA/TzSFBkDHhfI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bOsU7TwHyZo/s220/DSC02348.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2839463544873443513.post-2271587551374605511</id><published>2008-11-12T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:26:51.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;#1 The Taxi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Amy Lowell&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go away from you&lt;br /&gt;The world beats dead&lt;br /&gt;Like a slackened drum.&lt;br /&gt;I call out for you against the jutted stars&lt;br /&gt;And shout into the ridges of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Streets coming fast,&lt;br /&gt;One after the other,&lt;br /&gt;Wedge you away from me,&lt;br /&gt;And the lamps of the city prick my eyes&lt;br /&gt;So that I can no longer see your face.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I leave you,&lt;br /&gt;To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 In Your Light I Learn How To Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Rumi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your light I learn how to love,&lt;br /&gt;In your beauty, how to make poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dance inside my chest,&lt;br /&gt;where no one sees you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes I do,&lt;br /&gt;and that sight becomes this art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 A Sonnet of the Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Charles Best&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(all credits go to the author)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how the pale queen of the silent night&lt;br /&gt;Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,&lt;br /&gt;And he, as long as she is in his sight,&lt;br /&gt;With her full tide is ready her to honor.&lt;br /&gt;But when the silver waggon of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Is mounted up so high he cannot follow,&lt;br /&gt;The sea calls home his crystal waves to moan,&lt;br /&gt;And with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;So you that are the sovereign of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Have all my joys attending on your will;&lt;br /&gt;My joys low-ebbing when you do depart,&lt;br /&gt;When you return their tide my heart doth fill.&lt;br /&gt;So as you come and as you do depart,&lt;br /&gt;Joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any interesting poems, books, quotes,movies etc to share, pls do tell me on msn (: Ohya, remember to include your reviews too. 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