<?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-11459418</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:34:57.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steam fish fishing!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>steamfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682312800135286606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11459418.post-111409381868431938</id><published>2005-04-21T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T07:30:18.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my happy and sad ending</title><content type='html'>Today started out very upset. But during C-lit lesson, Nemo's mood lightened up. Thought he might have a fabulous day ahead. But who knows...Frog Prince actually gave me cold shoulder throughout the whole day. Where can like that one...unfair treatment towards Blossom, Nemo and Doremon...Angry lahz...Frog Prince where can like that one? Quite hurtful the nehz...remind Nemo of her life in Primary school. Always bullied and ignored. Nemo hates those bad memories. Hope to erase them from her memory. But Frog Prince reminded her of everything. Very upset...very upset...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11459418-111409381868431938?l=steamfishie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/111409381868431938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11459418&amp;postID=111409381868431938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111409381868431938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111409381868431938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-happy-and-sad-ending.html' title='my happy and sad ending'/><author><name>steamfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682312800135286606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11459418.post-111357795931144318</id><published>2005-04-15T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:12:39.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemo's wish...</title><content type='html'>Today Nemo is in a very bad mood, he felt that he was very unfriendly and AP today. So he decided to seek for help. He swam in the deep blue sea searching for someone who will understand him. A very troubled heart. However, he was unsuccessful in searching for just someone to listen to him. He was desperate.&lt;br /&gt;He was just very tired. All he wanted was just a little care, just a little love, just a short break and someone whom he can pour his feelings out to.He was just tired. He hoped for a better day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;May tomorrow be a better day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11459418-111357795931144318?l=steamfishie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/111357795931144318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11459418&amp;postID=111357795931144318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111357795931144318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111357795931144318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/2005/04/nemos-wish.html' title='Nemo&apos;s wish...'/><author><name>steamfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682312800135286606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11459418.post-111322794739762068</id><published>2005-04-11T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T07:04:29.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Frog Prince and Rose started dating, however, their love relationship only lasted for 7 months, because Frog Prince realised that what exist between them is not called love, it is just closer friends. Again, they broke up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One day, Princess Lily returned. She looked for her other best friend, &lt;strong&gt;Blossom&lt;/strong&gt;. They talked for quite a while and Princess Lily finally broke down in front of her. Blossom consolled her and listen to Lily pour her feelings out. Shocked she was to hear that Leaf is ignoring her nowadays and giving her cold shoulders. She was so upset that she had went to seek for Frog Prince's consol. However, when she felt lonely and unwanted, Frog Prince was always there for her. Princess Lily was afraid that she might fall in love with Frog Prince again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Will Princess Lily return to Frog Prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This story is to be continued... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11459418-111322794739762068?l=steamfishie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/111322794739762068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11459418&amp;postID=111322794739762068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111322794739762068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111322794739762068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/2005/04/story_11.html' title='A story'/><author><name>steamfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682312800135286606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11459418.post-111320015317206543</id><published>2005-04-11T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T23:16:58.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Part One:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived a handsome young lad called &lt;strong&gt;Frog Prince.&lt;/strong&gt; He is very famous among the gals in school. However, though he is usually seen surrounded by many girls, he loved his girl friend dearly, &lt;strong&gt;Princess Lily&lt;/strong&gt;. They were a very cute couple, sweet and loving. However, one day, Princess Lily got tired being with Frog Prince and she had laid her eyes on another guy, Leaf. Her sudden change of heart hurt Frog Prince deeply, he did not know why she wanted a break up and Lily did not even bothered to explain herself. She left, leaving Frog Prince sad, lonely and heart-brokened. He thought of Princess Lily day and night, still unable to accept the fact and let go...As for Princess Lily, she ran away with Leaf to Neverland, without a second thought about Frog Prince.&lt;br /&gt;Lightning flashed, thunder roared. The desperate Frog Prince tried to get hold of himself and decided that it is time for him to let go, reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Princess Lily returned. She was desperate too, as she met some problems with Leaf. Emotions gushed. However, Frog Prince controlled himself and listened to Princess Lily's problems.&lt;br /&gt;"No matter what, we had once loved each other dearly. If I really love her, I will let her go...If she didn't want me as a boyfriend, I shall forever be her thrustful brother. I will protect her, heal the injured heart and always lend her a shoulder if she ever feel upset or lonely. Forever... ..." (Frog Prince)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day&lt;br /&gt;"Frog Prince, let me introduce you, this is my best friend, &lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;." Princess Lily chripped happily.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, nice to meet you, I am Frog Prince, Princess Lily's...friend." Frog Prince said the last word quietly. Rose greeted him warmly and they started to chat. They got along quite well.&lt;br /&gt;After a few meetings, Rose decided to confess to Frog Prince.&lt;br /&gt;"Erm...Frog Prince, do you have anyone you like?"&lt;br /&gt;"haha...you?" Frog Prince said in a joking manner.&lt;br /&gt;"Really?" Rose blushed and her heart started to beat furiously.&lt;br /&gt;"..." Forg Prince started to doubt his answer.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you be my boyfriend?" Rose lowered down her head and asked timidly.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....It's time I should really let Lily go. I must stand up again..(Frog Prince)&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, why not?"&lt;br /&gt;Frog Prince's reply was really a great shock to Rose. She jumped with joy and hugged him tigthly, which took Frog Prince aback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11459418-111320015317206543?l=steamfishie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/111320015317206543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11459418&amp;postID=111320015317206543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111320015317206543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11459418/posts/default/111320015317206543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/2005/04/story.html' title='A story'/><author><name>steamfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17682312800135286606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11459418.post-111297263748305492</id><published>2005-04-08T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:03:57.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's a long long journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till I know where I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's a long long journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I dunno if I can believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When shadows fall and block my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am lost to know but I must hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's a long long journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till I find my way home to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many days I've spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Drifting on through empty shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wandering what's my purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wandering how to make me strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I will falter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I will cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know you'll be standing by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's a long long journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I need to be close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes it feels no one understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't even know why I do the things I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When pride builds me up till I can't see my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Will you break down these walls and pull me through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause it's a long long journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till I feel that I am worth the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You paid for me on calvary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Beneath those stormy skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When Satan mocks and friends turn to foes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It feels like everything is out to make me lose control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause it's a long long journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till I find my way home to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11459418-111297263748305492?l=steamfishie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://steamfishie.blogspot.com/feeds/111297263748305492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11459418&amp;postID=111297263748305492' title='0 Comments'/><link 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