<?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-1836057629609462394</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:08:41.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diary Of FrozzenHart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836057629609462394.post-7078443111299034576</id><published>2009-07-14T05:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:34:56.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawns Good Mor-Night</title><content type='html'>Its official!!(Reader:what is it?what is it?!after 100000 years of not blogging those are the first words you choose?!)FrozzenHart's blog has stopped hibernating(Reader:phew all those poor people who came and found nothing and could not be linked).&lt;br /&gt;  So it all starts again........One day FrozzenHart was bored(as per usual)(this is becoming a 'once upon a time' for this blog) and just because he got a massive wonderful headache(recently he noticed he was nocturnal he feels sleepy in afternoons but even if he does not sleep he gets isomnia at night)and so that resulted in every step making the world spin around him(How many FrozzenHarts does it take to change a lightbulb?Answer:1,just hold the lightbulb in place and the world spins around him)and so just to enjoy this amazing luck he has found he decided to walk 1000miles to a further bus stand.&lt;br /&gt;  On the way,he found Moo(Kai Jie)(wanted to put Kow Jumped Over The Moon but its too long so oh well....(Reader:And you didn't mind typing that very long statement just to verify your actions?)) and decided to piss him off by going to disturb him even though FrozzenHart is nearly certain that Moo probably did not want to see him at that moment.So there were a few of Moo's friends who were playing soccer with some kids from the other school,including Anti-Mage(AM)(Alester Mark)(Reader:Do you have nothing better to do than create spastically retarded names for people you know?)(Writer:For complaining you are now known as Retard)(Retard:What the....)so basically well.....THEY GOT OWNED!AHAH!NOOB!(Reader:You are more retarded and evil than me).&lt;br /&gt;  After they got owned some players swapped and Moo started playing and they won 100000 to 0 so basically it was an entirely solo-ed game.After this,FrozzenHart received a call on his ultra-modern high technology phone that can receive calls even before they are made from his sister ChanChanSpirit asking him to go to the basketball court 10000kazillion miles away so he ran at the speed to dark(-1 x (10 to the power of 30))(in other words he went around the planet 3 times in a second BACKWARDS)(Reader:What kind of physics formula is that?)and reached there in -10 seconds(Reader:Wow now time can reverse too =.=).Because of a 10000 year bitter feud between EuEu and well practically all the people that were friends of Moo he did not want to go to the basketball court that was just a step away from FrozzenHart.&lt;br /&gt;  So after FrozzenHart had arrived at the basketball court,he had to wait for EuEu for another 1000 years as he was busy being a lightbulb or something.After EuEu arrived they played a few games before being invited to a match but they got owned(Reader:YOU GOT OWNED!AHAH!NOOB!).&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways after all the commotion,FrozzenHart had ensured that he cultivated his headache so well that he could not possibly go to school the next day(or so he wished).And so that was the end.(Reader:This is your idea of a proper ending?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-7078443111299034576?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7078443111299034576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=7078443111299034576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7078443111299034576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7078443111299034576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2009/07/yawns-good-mor-night.html' title='Yawns Good Mor-Night'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-7128137711461414608</id><published>2008-10-31T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:33:06.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st October 2008,Friday(Tail(Wei Na) asked me...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY&lt;br /&gt;1. FrozzenHart&lt;br /&gt;2. Julian&lt;br /&gt;3. Zhu Lian Zhen Xiao Hua(Julian Chan Siu Wah)&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD&lt;br /&gt;1. FrozzenHart&lt;br /&gt;2. XiaooFish&lt;br /&gt;3. IcyHatred&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1.Height&lt;br /&gt;2.Weight(for now)&lt;br /&gt;3.Eyes&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1. Height&lt;br /&gt;2. Weight&lt;br /&gt;3. Face&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;br /&gt;1. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2. Father was born in Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;3. Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. Myself(Most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;2. Painful bloody death(If I am thinking of suicide or picturing my death(occasionally when my mind wanders))&lt;br /&gt;3.Vampires or creatures that seem to lurk in the dark(Not much)(mostly associated with question two)&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;br /&gt;1. Myself&lt;br /&gt;2. Music&lt;br /&gt;3. Computer&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Aikido pants&lt;br /&gt;2. Spectacles&lt;br /&gt;3. A hard-to-read face&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTES&lt;br /&gt;1. Eason Chen(Chen Yi Xun)&lt;br /&gt;2. Fish Leong(Liang Jing Ru)&lt;br /&gt;3. Jeff Chang(Zhang Xin Zhe)&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW)&lt;br /&gt;1. 好心分手-Candy Lo (and Wang Lee Hom in the other version)&lt;br /&gt;2. Shall We Talk-Eason Chen&lt;br /&gt;3. 枫-Jay Chou(Zhou Jie Lun),成全-Rene Liu(Liu Ruo Ying)&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER&lt;br /&gt;1. I can read&lt;br /&gt;2. I can write&lt;br /&gt;3. i love myself(I guess its kind of obvious which is a lie)&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. ...(erm?....)&lt;br /&gt;2. ...(guess I am not that handsome so I should not criticise others physical stuff)&lt;br /&gt;3. ...(.......................)&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES&lt;br /&gt;1. read&lt;br /&gt;2. eat&lt;br /&gt;3. listening to music&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish the quiz&lt;br /&gt;2. Its good to exercise patience&lt;br /&gt;3. Listen to music and sing&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU ARE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED&lt;br /&gt;1. Scientist&lt;br /&gt;2. Businessman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;br /&gt;1. Arctic&lt;br /&gt;2. Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;3. Germany&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU LIKE&lt;br /&gt;1. FrozzenHart&lt;br /&gt;2. IcyHatred&lt;br /&gt;3. Not much....&lt;br /&gt;THREE THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;1. Find inner peace&lt;br /&gt;2. Find happiness&lt;br /&gt;3. ....(Do not really know)&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEROTYPICALLY A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not a girl why is this quiz sexist?&lt;br /&gt;2. Emotional?&lt;br /&gt;3. Hmm....maybe I am petty?&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE YOU ARE TAGGING TO DO THIS QUIZ&lt;br /&gt;1.?&lt;br /&gt;2. ?&lt;br /&gt;3. ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-7128137711461414608?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7128137711461414608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=7128137711461414608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7128137711461414608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7128137711461414608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/10/31st-october-2008fridaytailwei-na-asked.html' title='31st October 2008,Friday(Tail(Wei Na) asked me...)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-6842219450959179043</id><published>2008-10-31T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:54:09.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31st October 2008,Friday(Emo Post 2)</title><content type='html'>Some things come in pairs such as emo posts lol....lol so here is about me for those people that do not really know me&lt;br /&gt;Name:FrozzenHart(Julian)(I really put my name in this format even in schoolwork and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;School:St Hilda's Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;Age:14 this year&lt;br /&gt;Birthday:20th August 1994&lt;br /&gt;What people say about me:Funny(My defination:sarcastic,cynical,keep criticise people),observant(My defination:busybody,kiasu,like to criticise)&lt;br /&gt;Relationships:A few(minuscule number)friends.I am currently single(no ex also) (because I am too ugly and weird).&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that is all for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-6842219450959179043?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/6842219450959179043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=6842219450959179043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things about me.Guess it might have been my fault(though i don't know why she is angry with me).She even complained in her blog......I am feeling seriously depressed about this issue....I guess I can say alot of bad stuff about her in my blog too......But things do not work that way.....I figured out that I should not insult her anyway......And anyways I think that if I had not listened to any of her insults and read her blog I would not be upset so I brought it on myself...I'm sorry put the blame on me...I would want to tell her regarding her blog that she should not just leave the entry there,why not say it in my face as she said that i should insult her in her face....But I guess none of that matters anymore.....Two wrongs do not make a right......I figured out maybe we might still laugh and joke together but I doubt we will be good friends ever again....The scars run too deep,the insults too painful to bear.....though we might still talk to each other,I think it will only be as if to a distant friend....I said sorry to her today but she never noticed how her comments have hurt....Just a laugh and a shrug and everything was as it was again....I might be selfish as I never considered how she felt but I was the one who apologised,the one who was blamed,the one being insulted much more while I stood there keeping quiet.....Yet I feel these things should not be compared,say I contradict myself if you will....Pain is still pain and no matter how much or little there is,it is still there....I might act the same way,a laugh a smile and act as if all is right but in my heart it aches still......Goodbye and farewell to my good friend Jane it was a nice time knowing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-8519748974890714666?l=frozzenhart.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-1836057629609462394.post-7500363786344372126</id><published>2008-10-24T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:21:54.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tail(Wei Na) asked....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quiz time...&lt;br /&gt;Starting time:2:36:49pm Saturday 25th October 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Name:FrozzenHart&lt;br /&gt;Sisters:One, 12 and 321 days and 14 hours 39 minutes 30 seconds old,ChanChanSpirit(Chanel) Brothers:None&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size:44&lt;br /&gt;Height:176centimetres&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live in:Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Fave drinks:Sweet or bitter tasting drinks&lt;br /&gt;Fave breakfast:Nothing in particular,maybe Hong Kong French toast with extra strong tasting milk tea&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane:If you are referring to an aeroplane then I have been in one.&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean:In seas maybe but oceans contain sharks unless this is not the literal term in every aspect of the word and it actually refers to the sea then I have swam in it&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school:Frequently.My science teacher is trained to be a doctor and her voice can even cure isomnia I can sleep 12 hrs at home and come to school and see her face and feel sleepy again&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart:Probably&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair:Hmm english is a weird language actually the chair slid out from under me alot of times.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call:The phone sat by me every night while I sleep,others should be waiting for me instead.&lt;br /&gt;Saved emails:Could not be bothered to.&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like:How I want it unless someone messes up my stuff&lt;br /&gt;What’s right beside you:When is what beside me?For now the wall is on my right so it should be right beside me.(Stupid english)&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate:The thing that is currently in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox:No&lt;br /&gt;Stitches:In all manners of the word;chest stiches and stomach stitches but if you are referring to operational stitches I had them too only once because all the other times I had seriously injured myself I managed to convince my parents not to bring me to the hospital(and I survived anyways)&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose:Probably&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight:Maybe,maybe not&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics:depends on the surrounding physical environment,living in Singapore,a humid and hot country with lots of insects to include,it is hard to enjoy outdoor picnics(but you did not say it was outdoors)&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with:Tail(Wei Na).In a massive online dance battle game named Audition&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile:If you are referring to who last made me smile I guess it would be me or my computer screen&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at:Thin air,or to be more exact,indirectly insulting Insane Jane by shouting insults of her into the air when she was in hearing range&lt;br /&gt;Talked to someone you like:Yes.If talking to oneself can be included&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone:If you mean in the boy girl relationship kind of way,no.&lt;br /&gt;Get sick:probably&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex:No 'ex's&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone:Maybe,maybe not&lt;br /&gt;Eat:Few hours ago&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world:Maybe loving someone?How am I supposed to know?I do not have a girlfriend(or heaven forbid,boyfriend) yet.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals:Yups though their just for decoration purposes&lt;br /&gt;What’s under your bed:Erm?The floor?&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate:No one in particular for now(if I really hated them they would not be in existence anymore)&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?3:17:25pm&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now:Do not think so.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings:Just read the first few questions.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children:Not in the immediate future but maybe someday...&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often:No.It decreases the value of my smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting:Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted:Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:I only want my own.For now(nothing is permanent,do not take things for granted)&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt are you wearing now:Black&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7.00pm yesterday:At exactly 7:00:00 I was pouring some curry onto my rice.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait till:Its good to exercise some patience.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person:Varies from individuals to individuals.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets:Yes.One.A maltese.&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?I do not know,maybe at home.&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?A girl?In Aikido class?I do not even know her name.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?I do not have a television in my room.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?Doing this quiz.What does it seem like I am doing?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?:Unlike you,most people have a door and if I forget my keys,I leave my parents to climb in.&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?:Maybe,maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?:Do not really know.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?Define cry.In both sense of the word it should be with myself or in front of some classmates&lt;br /&gt;How many people say you’ve really loved:Please rephrase the question&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy:For mental healthbeing or physical healthbeing because for me,these two contradict each other(in other words if I want to stay happy I do not eat healthily.)&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of your ex?No ‘ex’s.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you:Yea.Probably.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re really having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?Only have myself for now.&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time:It depends.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident:Do not really know it depends on other's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:walking,talking,eating,drinking and breathing(nearly evereyone does that)&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:Nothing. I am free to do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Snacks I enjoy:Chocolate.Soft drinks.&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:Give me a billion dollars and I might consider telling you.&lt;br /&gt;5 of my lazy habits:Not doing homework.Skipping meals.Not bothering to shower or bathe at night.forgetting to tag people or quizzes(newly added just for this purpose)I guess that is about all.&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in:Singapore,Hong Kong,Taiwan,Japan,Korea.&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I’ve had:None of importance so far.&lt;br /&gt;5 people I tag:Let me considered im in a 'cannot be bothered' mood(as I almost always am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-7500363786344372126?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7500363786344372126/comments/default' 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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-1836057629609462394.post-4194671971832673252</id><published>2008-10-24T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:00:50.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spastic Plastic,Music and Badbyes</title><content type='html'>Two days ago FrozzenHart went to Singapore Polytechnic(Reader:He din start with 'FrozzenHart was bored...' something is very wrong....).Before the bus ride,FrozzenHart and Insane Jane(Jane) were back on talking terms again after a million-year-old feud(but it seemed more like a truce because within 1/16 of a second they were on war again(no thanks to Tau Foo(Samantha) and Kindlyn(Lynn)).When they arrived at the polytechnic,the class was split into 4 groups and taken on a tour to learn about plastic(how it is made and blahblahblah).At the first station,FrozzenHart emo-ed around and got to lay his hands on the 2 billion degrees machine used for making layered plastic(so that the plastic have the advantages of many different substances).At the second station,FrozzenHart started to take plastic disposable gloves out of somewhere in the laboratory and blow them into balloons and different shapes while his geek classmates were listening to the teacher about styrofoam and how they can be made to form shapes(they had molds to experiment with making styrofoam shapes).Thinking this was totally stupid and a waste of time FrozzenHart decided to make something more....original(Reader:Trouble is brewing....)and so he decided to stuff his rubber glove with styrofoam to make shapes.However....he had the teeny weeny bit of conscience(Reader:He has?) to alert his teacher to his idea and within fragments of a second the styrofoam beads were taken by EuEu(Eugene Lee)(who at least had the conscience and goodwill to share half the hand with FrozzenHart) and Cherie Hearts(Cherie)(who did not)(at least FrozzenHart had the pleasure of watching her styrofoam hand crumbling to pieces because she was too impatient and plucked the hand out too quickly(Reader:Mwahahahaha....Join the DORK side)).At the third station FrozzenHart went there to take all the plastic fridge magnets and clothe hangers(Reader:Yay!!Freebies!!!!).After a few thousand more years of mindless blabbering they finally went to macdonald's to eat because a woman at the laboratory had said she would treat the whole class to macdonald's if they listened and since they were a class FrozzenHart thought that they should share the treat also(even though he did not really listen)because this is all about class unity(Reader:Yea rite,you just want a free lunch)(and thus there ARE free lunches in the world).After that they went back to school for a lecture on subject combination.Before the lecture,some of the class went to the PE porch to say goodbye(at this pointFrozzenHart was wondering how good can goodbye be when mostly people do not want to say it(and if they do,it just seems all the more worse))to the councillors because they were going on a council camp(actually a secret meeting to discuss on the subject of how to make the student cohort submit to their command)and some students were not going to see them anymore for the rest of the year and most of the next year because the classes were going to split.And so SaSa(Isa) borrowed FrozzenHart's phone(which had just been recently revived from its drowning accident)so that he could play the graduation song:'Friends Forever'(at this point FrozzenHart thought of Guang Liang's two songs:Shao Nian(Youth) and Yue Ding(Agreement To Meet) and the song Auld Lang Syne(old times,times long gone)and so the Friends Forever song went like this:'As we grow up,(some girls start to cry(Insane Jane takes out her water bottle and pour water in her eyes(Reader:The name fits her)))we remember,all the times we,had together(Girls started to cry louder).As our li-OI BOI GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!!!!!!!'(Mr Lian had walked pass and SaSa had tried to hide the two phones(FrozzenHart's and his) but to no avail because the the music continued playing(because FrozzenHart had modified the settings to make it devilishly hard to off the music)(and FrozzenHart was standing behind a pillar shouting:'WHOSE PHONE IS THAT AR?LOOK FAMILIAR LEH...YOU SEE THAT TEACHER?LAST DAY CONFISCATE PHONE SO BAD RIGHT?')(and so went the phones....(At this point FrozzenHart thought of this sentence from a song:I don't wanna say goodbye for the summer(holidays)))(Luckily the phone was gotten back the next day because of FrozzenHart's charm and beauty which impressed Mr Lian(SaSa:Yea rite,you nearly caused for it not to be returned to us)(and he kept reminding them not to tell anyone because he does not want others to say he is biased(Reader:And....wad are you doing now???))and so the day ended unceremoniously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-4194671971832673252?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/4194671971832673252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=4194671971832673252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/4194671971832673252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/4194671971832673252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/10/spastic-plasticmusic-and-badbyes.html' title='Spastic Plastic,Music and Badbyes'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-4924868774718314837</id><published>2008-10-20T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:34:56.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>FrozzenHart was editting and adding links today to the blog(Reader:finally....after who knows how long of all the innocent people wondering why they have not been linked)when he noticed that he was wondering what to write as descriptions(not that he had a lack of imagination but to prevent provocation by all the people who have been described and yadayadayada(even though making this post just to address these issue will also provoke them anyways)and so here was what he read in between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Links(Alphabetically):&lt;br /&gt;Insane Jane(Jane):Dramatic Gal(but has a hidden streak of 'don't know what' (just don't make her angry or provoke her when she is feeling temperamental(almost once a day every day(thanks to FrozzenHart's 'help'))&lt;br /&gt;Fake Lor Noodle(Jeremy):The Smiley Guy(but tends to lose control of emotions especially when restless;tired etc)&lt;br /&gt;Tear Gas Gal(Simin):The One That Laugh And Cries At The Same Time(do not make her angry)&lt;br /&gt;Tail(Wei Na):Audition Addict(do not go in between her and a computer that can be used to play Audition)&lt;br /&gt;However they are all FrozzenHart's friends and these are minor shortcomings(compared to his ones anyway....) anyway he knew that anyway if anyone got angry at these criticisms they would look at FrozzenHart and think 'At least I am not him'.See FrozzenHart is such a wonderful source of inspiration and can build one's confidence and self-esteem(Reader:Yea right that is just because you are so pathetic others will think they are lucky)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-4924868774718314837?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/4924868774718314837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=4924868774718314837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/4924868774718314837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/4924868774718314837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/10/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-2517967438556980838</id><published>2008-10-15T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:09:59.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy posts and apologies</title><content type='html'>Okay...FrozzenHart was bored and(blahblahblah as it always has the same starting aniwaes)and made a list of apologies becuz alot ppl seem angwy at him &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;(And so)It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;1)Eugene &amp;amp; Isa:for trashing you guys asses in dota&lt;br /&gt;2)Jane:for saying you were fat =.= i was just joking and because i keep looking at you in class because you keep telling samantha something and you both keep looking at me and laughing(i mean,what would you do if two lunatics keep staring at you and laughing =.=?)&lt;br /&gt;3)Evelyn &amp;amp; Cherie:because i promised to not tell you gals ani more jokes as you never do comprehend them&lt;br /&gt;4)Mario:for you being such a dork and for getting pangsehed by jeremy,darren,evelyn,jane,wey jieh and making euu tio black faced at and complain to me the moment the two of us were alone together(Question to ponder in the toilet or wadeva:how can ppl be alone and together at the same time o.0) walking to lan(wtf and i thought i was supposed to be the victim???)&lt;br /&gt;5)-FTB-Witch:because of insulting you when i was hungwy and you dun wan lemme eat steamboat&lt;br /&gt;6)-FTB-Aug:for betting on you winning dota when you somehow lost&lt;br /&gt;7)The whole freaking world:because im too good for you(lolz jkjks)&lt;br /&gt;8)All teachers(Reader:wtf is sumting wrong wif him today?*takes out thermometer*):because most of you are beyond redemption and dumb to boot&lt;br /&gt;9)All the readers of this blog:for enduring this crap&lt;br /&gt;10)All the readers of this blog(Reader:why one receiver got two slots?Ans:because 10 looks nicer than 9)(especially eugene(who kept complaining indirectly by telling felicia about blogs flooded with words directly in front of my face) and huiru):for having to read so much so congratulations on this being the shortest post&lt;br /&gt;11)(Reader:i tot u wanted 10??!!)Evelyn and Simin:because chanel is a dork and messed up so there would not be games for the party(however there should be shopping malls nearby XDXD ^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-2517967438556980838?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/2517967438556980838/comments/default' title='Post 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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-1836057629609462394.post-7465314119159913121</id><published>2008-10-08T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T05:44:43.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday,8th October 2008 (Survey)(The After Laugh)</title><content type='html'>FrozzenHart was bored(as per usual) and went around surfing blogs when he chanced upon Tail's(Wei Na(wei ba)(in mandarin it is known as tail)blog and so he went and did a survey she had a link on('How Scary Are You?')with the results being,'you're scary,serial killers will run away from you'(Reader:I wonder why....)&lt;br /&gt;Okay.....it actually went like this:&lt;br /&gt;1)Your ideal pet&lt;br /&gt;a)big barking dog(too noisy)&lt;br /&gt;b)a stuffed animal(spastic)&lt;br /&gt;c)medium sized dog(since there are no better answers,FrozzenHart took this)&lt;br /&gt;d)a kitty(too furry)&lt;br /&gt;e)a snake(for what?snake soup?)&lt;br /&gt;2)When you grow up you want to be&lt;br /&gt;a)a mortician(don't really know what that is but there are no better answers)&lt;br /&gt;b)a kept man or woman(hmm they should put this choice in question 1)&lt;br /&gt;c)a psychologist(at this point FrozzenHart thought of his various counsellors and made his unanimous decision(with all the parts of his brain))&lt;br /&gt;d)a cop(too kiddish)&lt;br /&gt;e)a preschool teacher(after seeing so many teacher with more muscles between their ears than brains,its obvious what FrozzenHart would choose)&lt;br /&gt;3)For Halloween you would like to be&lt;br /&gt;a)a witch or wizard(too common and kiddish)&lt;br /&gt;b)Hannibal Lentor(less costumes less make up and wasting time and more food(for those living in caves for the last kazillion years,Hannibal is a cannibal)(this was FrozzenHart's choice)&lt;br /&gt;c)at home,answering the door(too lazy answer)&lt;br /&gt;d)Wacko Jacko(whatever it is it sounds spastically retarded)&lt;br /&gt;e)a furry(was it not said that kittens are too furry?FrozzenHart immediately rules this out whatever it is)&lt;br /&gt;4)Your favourite colour is&lt;br /&gt;a)Pink(it could make to second favourites)&lt;br /&gt;b)Black (FrozzenHart's choice)&lt;br /&gt;c)Flesh (looks gay)&lt;br /&gt;d)Blue (FrozzenHart might be kind of blue but he does not really like the colour)&lt;br /&gt;e)Blood Red(only for those spastic people doing the survey just to get full marks)&lt;br /&gt;5)In high school, you:&lt;br /&gt;a)Had a few friends, who were as anti-authority as you were (yups to name a few:Frozzen,Hart and FrozzenHart (this was the choice))&lt;br /&gt;b)Were one of the cool kids everyone wanted to know (ironic question how can one be a kid in high school?)&lt;br /&gt;c)Hung with people you were sure liked you (not so insane to hang himself....yet)&lt;br /&gt;d)Had no friends really (there were a few)&lt;br /&gt;e)Were popular with the dorks and the cool kids (FrozzenHart thought of Mario(Ryan) at this point)&lt;br /&gt;6)Someone really screwed you over. You:&lt;br /&gt;a)Make sure never to see them again (why poke ones eyes just to avoid a person?retarded)&lt;br /&gt;b)Let it go. You don't allow things to get to you. (ah....where is the fun in that?)&lt;br /&gt;c)Show up at their front porch with a chain saw. (bring on the bloodlust!)(FrozzenHart's choice)&lt;br /&gt;d)Make their life hell for a couple weeks, at least. (to actually provoke FrozzenHart their lives must already be living hell and they must be suicidal)&lt;br /&gt;e)Spread a couple nasty rumors about them. (waste of time inventing rumours FrozzenHart prefers something more....immediate and....permanent )&lt;br /&gt;7)Do you make fun of fat people?&lt;br /&gt;a)Only if you don't like them already (if FrozzenHart does not like them they most probably woould not be there to be made fun of anymore)(Reader:Why do i keep wondering why?)&lt;br /&gt;b)No, you'll afraid they'll kick your butt (too fat too slow)&lt;br /&gt;c)Of course (thinks of Insane Jane(Jane) and Sasa(Isa)) (FrozzenHart's choice)&lt;br /&gt;d)No, that's mean (what is so mean about a teeny weeny bit of harmless fun?at most they might have inferior complex and depressed and feel suicidal,nothing serious)&lt;br /&gt;e)You actually have a fat fetish (yea right FrozzenHart does not want to run around looking like a elephant)&lt;br /&gt;8)The last time you made someone cry was:&lt;br /&gt;a)Never&lt;br /&gt;b)A few years ago&lt;br /&gt;c)A few months ago&lt;br /&gt;d)A few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;e)In the past week (thinks of Tear Gas Gal(Si Min)(everything also cry))(this was the choice)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-7465314119159913121?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/7465314119159913121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=7465314119159913121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7465314119159913121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/7465314119159913121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/10/surveythe-after-laugh.html' title='Wednesday,8th October 2008 (Survey)(The After Laugh)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-1286584263036162800</id><published>2008-10-08T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T05:40:08.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday,8th October 2008 (Pinata Guy)</title><content type='html'>After the last exams(the retarded mathematics exam set just for the sole purpose of making the exams end on a bad note),just when FrozzenHart was looking forward to going home and spamming the computer until the ChanChan Spirit(Chanel) returned home from Pig Spirit's(Chi Yue) party 1000000 years later,he received a call from Pig Spirit insisting he bring her tonnes of fans to her party.Stupidly he agreed(Reader:Idiot....Do you know the health benefits of sitting in front of a computer screen for 1000000 years?),therefore he found himself walking aimlessly around the mall for 30 kazillion years with the YoYo(Claudia),the Not-So-Baby Kangaroo(Joey Koh)and the Ali Baba(Alison) because he was waiting while all those billions of fans went home and took their time to change(what can be said?they are all girls and girls spend 99% of their long lives(As Insane Jane(Jane) dictated so clearly in her blog she is going to live another 10000 years even though she is already so old) and the remaining 1% in the places in between toilets).Therefore FrozzenHart got so pissed off he was discussing with the other three girls(who out of coincidence were living that 1% of their lives) about why females where addicted to toilets.It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;NSB Kangaroo:We got longer hair wad so need bathe longer&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:I don't think so,if i noticed something it is the fact that when males go toilet,they just use the toilets.When females go toilets,they use the toilets,put on mascara,lipsticks,nail polish,eyeliners and blush(and thereafter go around asking,'Do I look natural?'(literary technique:irony)(and whereafter when their boyfriends say,'no' if not just because the Bible says,'thou shalt not lie' the females throw a tantrum(and go back to the toilets to cry and complain to their friends)),change,smile stupidly at their reflection,gossip(about other girls(who normally ironically tend to be in the cubicles next to them),and a (few) million other crappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And therefore ended the conversation and they went to purchase food.Halfway through,people kept calling FrozzenHart's handphone(which drowned the next day) inquiring about the party(which made FrozzenHart think that they were coming soon) and so he made his excuses and apologies to the three girls(not that there was really a point,they would soon be back in their holy toilet) and went to the bus terminal.&lt;br /&gt;After another kazillion years,the first of the girls appeared:Kindlyn(Lynn(her twin is Evilyn)).After a few kazillion years (not really) all the rest of the females appeared.Then after 9 millenia more,Insane Jane appeared(with only 1000 years more to live)(she thinks by coming super late she looks important(Insane Jane:Oh!I'm so important,everybody has to wait for me!!))but she just looks super stupid(which is especially accentuated by the fact that she stood within 1 foot of us and took out her phone and started dialling on her phone looking for us) and super....late(Reader:Like,duhs....).&lt;br /&gt;After that they happily(with the exception of FrozzenHart which was currently having the temperament and patience of a furious rhinoceres(hopefully not Miss Wong)(Reader:Ah....computer deprivation is a dangerous thing)went to take a vehicle(they took another millenium to figure out whether they should take a taxi or a bus) somehow Insane Jane lives and even happily goes on to admolish poor innocent(Reader:Yea,right) FrozzenHart because he called the place a bus station and said that it was called a bus stop and it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:Lets go to the bus....station to take a bus((not so)enthusiastically)&lt;br /&gt;Insane Jane:Its just called a bus stop(flashes the don't-be-pompous look)&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:*after being momentarily stunned into silence by the scary face*Actually I believe there could be a more suitable term for bus station but it is not bus stop because the two words bus stop is one of the many flaws of Singrish as it is derived from the chinese term 'ting che chang'(carpark in chinese,literally it means 'car stop place'and therefore it got brought into Singrish and in Singapore 'bus stations' or 'bus stands' are known as 'bus stops'.)&lt;br /&gt;After that,everything went relatively smoothly and they arrived at Pig Spirit's castle 10 billion years later with which FrozzenHart made his excuses to go back to his measly tiny house to take a shower(don't even have bathtub so pathetically pathetic),at the speed of light he was back(as it was mentioned,males take much much much much (much much......)less time than girls in the toilet and when he went to see what the girls were doing,he found them in the toilet taking picture of each other(he should have thought to look there first)(Reader:they even do that nowadays??!!(must be a male reader))&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter,the females in PigSpirit's room(Pig Spirit,Insane Jane,Comic Monster(Eunice) and ChanChan Spirit)mistook(not really they actually conspired to do it)FrozzenHart as a pinata and smacked him until he broke two arms,two leg,and lost his head and still,not a single sweet came out of him(Reader:What do you expect??).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Guy)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-4955657574543313294</id><published>2008-07-30T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:08:20.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday,30 July 2008(Revisited:The Court Case)(Act 4 Scene 1)</title><content type='html'>Today FrozzenHart recalled about his encounter with Ms Wong because he stood in front of the one sided mirror for 1000000 years and is still going to stand another 1000000 years tomorrow and so this was how the problem all started....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was Art class in Monday and the teacher did not come and so a relief teacher named Ms Wong came to 'teach the class'(venting her anger on the class seems more appropiate).The moment she stepped in class and scolded a boy for throwing rubbish in the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;Later on she gave FrozzenHart 1/4 of a nanoseconds to clear a table stacked high with books higher than the Eiffel tower.Somehow FrozzenHart did not manage to do it(Reader:I wonder why....) and so this was where World War III was declared upon FrozzenHart by Ms Wong(if readers are interested in specifics,it means David vs Goliath with no slingshot and he is not religious).&lt;br /&gt;Later Ms Wong brought the class to the computer lab and spent like,1000000 years trying to open the front door and found out much much later that in the first place the back door was unlocked,and so she said,'Ngon ngaugh ngeets ngyot fungee(don't laugh its not funny)(because she was severely severely severely(severely severely...) obese,she spoke through her nose and her pronunciation had a 'ng' in front(maybe that is why her surname is Wong(also known as Ng))).&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart found out his computer was spoilt and so he got permission to go this his group member's seat.And so he was half-way doing his work and rolling the wheels of his seat on the ground because (as usual as an omen before something bad happens) he was bored,when Ms Wong got pissed off because FrozzenHart was 'ngolling nghe chair(rolling the chair)'(what a klutz) and ordered him back to his seat(probably because she wanted to show the class to listen to her and so needed a scapegoat(but only ended up showing them she is a fat idiot)).&lt;br /&gt;And so the conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(being a gentleman and helping her to avoid being made a fool of):You can't roll the chair you can only roll the wheels(while rolling back to his place).&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong:Ngii said stop ngolling nghe chair(I said stop rolling the chair)!!!Stand ngup and come ngere(stand up and come here)!!!*jabs her stubby finger at the place in front of her*&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(walks and sits on the floor):YOU SEE?!!!COMPUTER SPOIL STILL ASK ME COME HERE!!!HOW I DO MY WORK?I TELL YOU SPOIL LIAOZ DUN BELIEVE ME?!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong:NGO BACK NGAND NGAKE NGER CHAIR!!!(go back and take your chair)&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(goes and take chair and sits back down on the floor):WHAT THE HELL??!!!YOU ASK ME LEAVE THE CHAIR THERE AND NOW ASK ME GO TAKE?!!!SIAO ONE LEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong:NGII NGAN NGRING NGEU NGUU NGHE GENENGAL NGORFFICE(I can bring you to the general office)!!!NGIS NGIS NGOPEN NGEFIANCE NGUU NGO(this is open defiance you know?)??!!&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:WHAT THE HELL??!!TEACHER YOU ASK ME GO THERE I GO THERE YOU ASK ME COME BACK I COME BACK AND NOW YOU SAY I OPEN DEFIANCE??!!I CAN SUE YOU FOR SLANDER LEH!!!!(suddenly all giggles in the background stops for a moment and (deathly) silence was in the air then suddenly everyone started laughing in unison)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong(looking like she was going to have a heart attack):NGASS NGHAIRMAN(class chairman)(Vich(Nicholas Wong))!!!NGO NGOWN NGAND NGET NGHE NGORPENGATIONS MANGANGER NGISTER NGO(go down and get the operations manager Mr Ho)!!!NGO STAND NGHARE(go stand there)!!*jabs another stubby finger at the dierection of a table*&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart stands on table&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong:NGOME NGOWN NGAT NGU NGOING(come down what you doing)??!!&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:YOU SAY STAND THERE MARH!!(Ms Wong tries to corner him)WHAT YOU DOING??!!DON'T COME CLOSER!!!AHHH!!!MOLEST!!!(girlish voice)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong:NGAND NGHARE(stand there)!!*jabs her finger in the dierection of the corner of the classroom*&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(still trying to be a gentleman and reasonable):You give me one good reason,one only i not asking for ten,why should I stand there??!!If you can give me, then I will go!!&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wong(stupidly and unable to comprehend FrozzenHart's simple unsophisticated engrish):NGECAUSE NGI NGAY NGO(because I say so)!!!&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(so gentlemanly to give another(and another and another....) chance):That is not a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;(After millions of years)Ms Wong:NGECAUSE NGU NGARE NGISNGUPTING NGASS(because u are disrupting class)!!!NGE NGEST NGOF NGU NGI NGUN NGAN NGU NGALL NGU NGAUGH(the rest of you I don't want you all to laugh(referring to class))!!!!NGEETS NGOT FUNNY(its not funny)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart(still gentlemanly and trying to reason somehow although it was towards a lost cause):Teacher,they only looking at me because you shouting at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point Ms Wong walked away(and incidentially everyone stopped looking(Reader:I wonder why....)),and after awhile Mr Ho came and rescue the (seemingly angelic and totally innocent) Ms Wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:There were rumours Xiao Wey(Wey Jieh) recorded the conversation or made a video and planned to upload it to YouTube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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1)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-8612164000751732102</id><published>2008-07-28T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:05:00.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday,28 July 2008(Lines,lines and more lines)</title><content type='html'>Today,FrozzenHart was just a (teeny weeny) bit more bored then usual and so came the series of stupid events.First of all,when he reached school he realised that he had not completed his history lines as he was supposed to because he had not done his homework (in other words he did not do the punishment for not doing his homework(Reader:How retarded...*spams Alt+F4*)&lt;br /&gt;So he started copying at 'breakhand' speed.Feeling that writing lines were too boring and they looked too ordinary,FrozzenHart wrote his lines in a circular pattern and then in a star(he had to end as there was assembly and after that was Physical Education(PE) and then it was history(Judgement Day)).&lt;br /&gt;And so,he asked his teacher whether he could write the lines that way as she clearly stated that 'I will check if you wrote every word and every paragraph so dun you dare skip.' but had not stated that the lines cannot be in patterns.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow....she scolded him and said,'If you are a normal human being,you would noe that you cannot do that(write in circles and stars)(Reader:Obviously,you moron!!Why am I still here?!!).'When FrozzenHart reasoned and said that maybe he could go and ask a human baby whether to write in straight or curved lines and it probably would not give a damn,she ignored him.She then told another student concerning another matter,'Here's my favourite phrase:Dun make your problem my problem!!'&lt;br /&gt;And so FrozzenHart wrote his lines all over again(Naturists all over the world can sue her all you want for burning paper(just dun make your problem her problem)).&lt;br /&gt;And so he wrote a few extra quotes in his lines and it went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan:Dun make your problem my problem(but nonetheless she made her problem with non-straight lines FrozzenHart's problem)(and implied FrozzenHart was not human).&lt;br /&gt;Boy(Roald Dahl):Its funny when you see these men/women of God preaching about mercy and forgiveness when you know that they had not shown even the teeniest bit of any to an innocent boy(Mrs Tan was in charge of the christian fellowship CCA).&lt;br /&gt;Loan Shark:We make them unable to pay back so they will keep on owing us money(homework)&lt;br /&gt;Boy(Roald Dahl):If these are God's chosen salesmen on earth,then there must be something wrong with the whole business.&lt;br /&gt;Further on in the history lesson,Mrs Tan tried to teach the class about inference(or as FrozzenHart called it:assumption).Here's how its supposedly supposed to work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Man/woman dead on the floor with pool of blood on the floor,another man/woman in the scene, holding a bloodstained knife in his/her hand.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inference(or as FrozzenHart rightly named it:assumption):Man/woman is the murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so FrozzenHart's notes looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Assumption 1:Man committed suicide,his mother comes in from kitchen with a bloody knife.&lt;br /&gt;Assumption 2:It can't be assumed man is murderer as knife is bloodstained(dried up) and there was a pool(not dried) of blood on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Assumption 3:Man with knife could be a paramedic and he pulled out the knife(however medically uncorrect that might seem)&lt;br /&gt;Assumption 4:Deceased could be a failed apprentice knife thrower or sword swallower&lt;br /&gt;Assumption 5:Maybe man with knife was a surgeon and performing a last resort caesarian on a dying woman.&lt;br /&gt;Assumption 6:Man with knife could have an obsession with knives and likes running around waving them and incidentally there was a dead man on the floor(Reader:This is outrightly ridiculous!!*Attempts to illegally shut down the computer*).'&lt;br /&gt;The last lesson of the day was...Mother Tongue.When FrozzenHart strolled into the classroom 1 small fraction of a nanosecond late,the teacher was there being angry.All was 'seemingly' well until the 'ting xie'(spelling).&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the class was making alot of noise and and the teacher was already pissed off to begin with,and so the teacher did what teachers always did when they are pissed off:they find scapegoats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:BU YAO KAI MEN!!(DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR!!!)(incidentially FrozzenHart was sitting next to the door)(Reader:I wonder why....)&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart opens the door(says hi to blank space) and closes the door so softly it was only 1000000 decibals loud.&lt;br /&gt;And so the teacher was so peeved (or happy at finding a scapegoat) and asked him to get out of class(at this point FrozzenHart complained because the last time the teacher kicked him out,she failed him in spelling later on just because he was unable to hear as he was outside class).&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart went out of class with his bag and sat in a corner.And the conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:BA NI DE SHU BAO FANG JIN QU!!(literally:put your bag inside)(points at classroom)&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:deng yi xia ren jia tou le wo de dong xi ni hui pei marh?(if my stuff gets stolen while I am outside will you compensate me?)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:(pretends not to have heard)BA NI SHU BAO FANG JIN QU!!(put your bag inside)(jabs desperately in the direction of the classroom)&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:ni hui pei marh?(literally:will you compensate?)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:NI BU YAO FANG SHI BU SHI?HAO!!(you don't want to put it inside is that it?Fine!(or literally hao means good))&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart:(in front of the class outside the door)wo mei you suo wo bu fang wo wen ni ni hui pei marh?ru guo ni hui pei wo jiu fang!!(I did not say I am not putting.I said that are you willing to compensate?If you are willing,then I will put it inside!!)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:(still pretending not to have heard)wo bu yao gen ni chao le!ni chong jing tian qi mei tian zai wai mian fai jiu ke yi le(I do not wan to argue anymore!From today onwards you can waste your time(or literally fei means waste or waste away)outside the classroom!(like there is any difference whatever she teaches is most probably crap and FrozzenHart could use the time now to do his homework without feeling a teeny bit of guilt for not listening to her crap.)(implying that she still believes FrozzenHart did not wan to put his bag inside).&lt;br /&gt;After this she lectured the class for 3000000 years(because that is what teachers do after they find scapegoats).And so it came to the end of the day for FrozzenHart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-8612164000751732102?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/8612164000751732102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=8612164000751732102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/8612164000751732102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/8612164000751732102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday28-july-2008lineslines-and-more.html' title='Monday,28 July 2008(Lines,lines and more lines)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-590778052751209916</id><published>2008-07-26T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:37:37.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday,26 July 2008(The Outing)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,FrozzenHart went to his CCA outing to East Coast Park.During his last lesson in school (Mother Tongue) he got very pissed off with his teacher because of an event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;Mathematical statement:Sound of class is directly proportionate to length of time spent in class and directly propotionate to the noise the teacher is making to a certain extent before it becomes abruptly inversely proportionate.&lt;br /&gt;Start of class and students made alot of noise (as always as that is is the point of students).Teacher futilely pretending to teach and failing desperately).&lt;br /&gt;After 45 min she gave up writing all the keywords on the board and started screaming(here it becomes inversely proportionate) and it went something like this,'(In Mandarin)I don't want to write anymore cuz my hand pain!!Take out your 'shou ce'(a book in which the chinese keywords of the syllabus are written) and copy into your notebook 1000000 times!!I want the 'si zi'(a book in which you write chinese words and keep copying(like writing lines) so that you can remember how to write) handed in by today write until finish then can go(last lesson of the day)!!'&lt;br /&gt; Everybody except FrozzenHart(who for once decided to be a nerd and do his freaking work) did not take out their 'shou ce'.Stupidly, 10 min later the teacher continues writing and this was what FrozzenHart had to do in total:Write all the words on the board and his 'shou ce' added up and copy 1000000 times.In addition he also wrote the words into his 'bi ji'(a book which is like a notebook for jotting down keywords) while his classmates had not bothered because a teacher does not mark your 'bi ji' and they wanted to be released as soon as possible(normally they would probably copy down also)(only FrozzenHart was so stupid to think that being hardworking actually pays).&lt;br /&gt;'So he got pissed off with the teacher and started arguing(actually talking to himself is more appropiate;his Chinese teacher does not understand a single freaking word of engrish).&lt;br /&gt;'And so it went like this,'Fuck la stupid freaking teacher!Dam u la!(!)&amp;amp;#^%$!()&amp;amp;#!%$*&amp;amp;!^@$%)$% (this went on for like 1000000 years)......(and then)DAM YOU LA!!!(volume had passively increased overtime because of the teacher's nonchalance except to say,'Ni zai jiang se me fei hua?'(which literally means 'What the fuck you talking about?')LAO SHI NI ZI DAO SE ME SHI (teacher do you know what is) SUN OF A BEACH MARH?IT MEANS SHA TAN(beach) YOU TAI YANG(sun)(literally 'beach got sun')!!LAO SHI(teacher) I MADE A NEW WORD IN ENGRISH TO DESCRIBE YOU!!!IT IS SPELT F~U~C~K~I~I!!!!IT IS USED LIDDIS!!!YUAN LAO SHI(Yuan was her surname) HEN(very) FUCKII!!!'(at this point FrozzenHart thought he had did it and the teacher was,like, for sure gonna ask him to get out of class in a fit of anger(and he can happily comply so that he can go for his CCA))&lt;br /&gt;And here was what she said(creates a sense of suspense and makes people think that it really happened before they even read)....,'Ni zai suo se me fei hua?'('what crap you talking?')'&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately,after onli like,1000000 years FrozzenHart wrote finish and he was released.And so he happily went around running everywhere(so that later when he lost a wallet containing $60($40 of which was actually to use to make a new ez-link card because of the OTHER wallet he lost this week and had not gone around to make it)he did not have a teeny weeny single inkling where the hell he had dropped it.)&lt;br /&gt;And so they went to the outing(at the start of which he noticed that he had lost the wallet and told Ms Teo(who only nagged at him for 1000000 what a relief)(somehow he thought that she thought that he thought(and she thought that and he thought that....) somebody stole his wallet because she kept emphasizing why it was his responsibility and he should not blame others)and even though he said that he did not want to tell his parents she insisted that he must 'face the music'(even though he had already 'faced so much music' even before he told them).&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the outing Mr Yeoh came(and FrozzenHart thought that he was going to get nagged at again(horrors of horrors)) and luckily did not nag at him(maybe he was too exhausted as he just came back from the 3 day 2 night Sec One camp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on FrozzenHart and his team played a game,&lt;br /&gt;The rules were simple:Each team had 7 members,4 had water guns and 3 did not,(originally it was planned that 5 had water guns but one water gun was dropped (exactly 1 quarter of a millisecond after FrozzenHart passed it to his senior)(before the game) and it broke.There were 2 pen at the 2 opposite ends of the field (one in each of the teams' base).&lt;br /&gt;Objective:To either successfully take the pen(only those without guns could take pens) back to your own base or to shoot down all your opponents(there was a newspaper tied to every person's back and if you shot the newspaper he/she is out of the game)(if a person goes out of the boundaries of the field he/she is out of the game)(when person with a gun is kicked out of the game anyone could take his gun(most of the time his teammates get it as he/she could choose where to leave it))&lt;br /&gt;The game FrozzenHart participated it went like this(he had no gun and his objective was to get the pen):His team all went in a straight line formation so no one who was in front of them could shoot their backs at first everyone was quite calm but after a few 'casualties' everyone was caught in a dogfight.Feeling bored no one was actually even targetting at him,FrozzenHart walked and walked(and walked and walked) and he kicked a stupid pen.Bored to death he took the stupid pen and proceeded to walk the 1000000 km back to the base.And so he walked and walked(and walked and walked)(Reader:STOP IT ALREADY AND GET ON WITH THE STORY!!') and reached back to his base.Because he was so transparent nobody even noticed what had happened (not even the referee) and so he shout and raised the pen (at this point the referee gave him a blank look and looked back) so FrozzenHart walked and walked(and walked and walked) back to the referee and said sumting then feeling confused he walked and walked (and walked and walked)back again 1000000 times in total before the referee noticed and said that FrozzenHart's team had won (at this point everyone was generally confused and did not even know what had happened)(nobody even noticed that somehow the pen on FrozzenHart's team's base was gone (other than FrozzenHart(who wondered where it was))).&lt;br /&gt;And so it came to the end of the outing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-590778052751209916?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/590778052751209916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=590778052751209916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/590778052751209916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/590778052751209916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/2008/07/saturday26-july-2008the-camp.html' title='Saturday,26 July 2008(The Outing)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-8599969987396121999</id><published>2008-07-24T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T08:17:47.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th July 2008(Things Your Teacher Says And Implies And The Hidden Meaning Of Homework)</title><content type='html'>Recently FrozzenHart was very bored in class(ok its not so recent....)and he composed and editted alot of notes about how stupid homework and teachers can be.&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;    (An argumentative essay on why cats are the best domestic pets)(Fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;In the first place,people enjoy (the companionship of cats)(literary technique used:sarcasm).Many cats(but not all) are affectionate.They will snuggle up and (scratch you) or ask to (have you for dinner).Who can resist (running) from a purring cat?Cats are generally playful.the love to chase (humans that are to be their dinner) or just anything (running around).Cats can be declawed(if even able to be caught)(but not deteethed which kind of loses the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things your teacher says and implies:&lt;br /&gt;     Mrs Toh:You think you hell of a idiot!Did you see your 'targate'?You *^$%£" SUN OF A BEACH!!You are just showing me you are IDIOTS!!(and she is the teacher of 41 idiots which makes her the biggest one of all;it takes one to know one(or in this case forty one))&lt;br /&gt;   YOU MOON OF A SEA!!NOW LISTEN TO ME SO I CAN SPIT SALIVA AT YOU!!YOU KNOW WHY I AM HERE?PRECISELY BECAUSE YOUR MOTHER TONGUE TEACHER'S ENGRISH IS ONLI 1000000 TIMES BATTER DEN MINE!EVERYBODY SHIT DOWN!!GO BAD TO YOUR PLACE!!********(eight letter words)&lt;br /&gt;   OI!I DUN WAN U ALL ARH BLATANTLY DUN CARE A DAMN! I WAN YOU ALL TO CARE ALOT OF DAMS!!(students grumbles and complain)WADEVA!I DUN CARE DUN EVERYTHING COMPLAIN!(literary technique:contrast,irony,juxtaposition)&lt;br /&gt;   I DUN WAN WHEN I TALK YOU ALL TALK!!I DUN WAN U ALL TO VULGARISE SEX!!IT IS A BEAUTIFUL THING!! DUN MAKE IT SOUND MORE BEAUTIFUL DEN IT IS!!!&lt;br /&gt;   Mdm Tan:When you all talking arh,I cannot talk.'&lt;br /&gt;   FrozzenHart:Den dun tok lorh(problem solved)&lt;br /&gt;   Mdm Low:No teacher will waste her whole lesson scolding children;it does not benefit them in any ways&lt;br /&gt;   (Class rebuts):Mrs Toh does!!&lt;br /&gt;   (Boys in class saying disgusting stuff)&lt;br /&gt;   Mdm Low:Stop being so disgusting and pervertic&lt;br /&gt;   Vich(Nicholas Wong):WE TALKING ABOUT BEAUTIFUL THING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Needless to say,teachers contradict themselves in total and its very ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-8599969987396121999?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/8599969987396121999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-1836057629609462394.post-1928286469276776489</id><published>2008-07-22T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:17:46.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday,22nd July 2008(Teachers and Monsters)</title><content type='html'>Today,after recess FrozzenHart had AT(Analytical Thinking) class.The class was split into two groups based on their register numbers.FrozzenHart's group had to follow a female teacher named Michelle to one of the computer labs for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the lesson,Michelle divided the class into a further 3 groups to play a card game(most of the boys were not really paying attention and just playing scissors paper stone and whoever lost had to unbutton one of his shirt buttons,somehow the teacher thought this was very immature but thought that playing a simple card game designed for kids of probably two digit IQ is very adult-like).Unfortunately,FrozzenHart and some of his other classmates ended up into the Comic Monster's group(Eunice) and (obviously) they did not even bother to pretend to play one round.&lt;br /&gt;After alot of people got bored of the game within less then half a minute(unsurprisingly),Michelle changed tack and asked the class to bid for a $2 note the rules of the game were that the two highest bidder had to fork over the money they offered(but the second highest bidder will walk away empty-handed).The auction ended when Xiao Wey(Wey Jieh) bidded $100 for the ordinary $2 note and the second highest bidder being FrozzenHart who bidded $86(he lost the wallet containing these $80 later on in the day during his CCA).&lt;br /&gt;Michelle explained to the whole class why it was very stupid for Xiao Wey and FrozzenHart to bid such a large amount of money for the $2 note(as if everyone had not already figured that out since they were 1 quarter of a second old).While Michelle was trying to explain this logic and reasoning to the class FrozzenHart was busy whispering to Vich(Nicholas Wong) about whether he could auction off the Comic Monster in exchange back for his $86.The next few sentences spoken went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Michelle:'What if Xiao Wey and FrozzenHart had all the money in the world,would they have wasted it all to get the $2?'&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart":'If I had all the money in the world i would bid away Michelle for the $2.'&lt;br /&gt;Michelle:'But you can't!Because Michelle is priceless!Hahaha!'&lt;br /&gt;Vich:'Priceless is another word for worthless.'&lt;br /&gt;Michelle:'That is not true(struggles to find a way to rebut),only worthless people think that way.'&lt;br /&gt;And so the topic was closed(for now because Michelle changed the subject).&lt;br /&gt;After class the students locked Michelle in the class(ahh...the sweet scent of revenge).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Monsters)'/><author><name>FrozzenHart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15895480928421497136</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-1836057629609462394.post-764685119914851971</id><published>2008-07-20T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:19:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday,20 July 2008(Mathematics And Newspapers)</title><content type='html'>In the morning,FrozzenHart read the newspaper article about two bloggers(Dawn Yang and Wendy Cheng a.k.a Xiaxue) who are currently in a fight over some posts and if it does not stop could escalate to a court case.&lt;br /&gt;FrozzenHart thought both of them were over-reactive,but then again on second thoughts the newspaper explanations were vague so they cannot be judged yet(he just thought that way because if he did not they would probably team up and sue FrozzenHart's (butt) off).&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,FrozzenHart suddenly got inspiration out of thin air(because thats where inspiration is made),and made a very interesting mathematical observation and this is how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Mathematical statement:'The speed of a ChanChan Spirit(Chanel) varies directly to the speed of FrozzenHart and is inversely proportional to the distance FrozzenHart is to its computer.'&lt;br /&gt;Figures:'k is a constant,k=1000000,let the speed of a ChanChan Spirit be 'C' and let the speed of FrozzenHart be 'F' and the distance to a ChanChan Spirit's computer be 'd'.'C' is directly proportional to 'F' C=kF.'C' is inversely proportional to 'd' and directly proportional to 1/d(1 divided by d).C=k(1/d).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-764685119914851971?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1836057629609462394.post-198458723537873778</id><published>2008-07-18T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:12:52.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday,18 July 2008(The Library,The Teacher And The Recess)</title><content type='html'>After going to the class from DEP,the class had to make their way to the library for their Civic Moral Education(CME) class.&lt;br /&gt;After the class made their way to the library they had to go around to find out more about racial harmony and why the citizens of Singapore are not shooting each other dead by now.The CME teacher was a woman named Ms Chan and her favourite hobby was folding her arms and writing on the board.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously there was no white board for Ms Chan to write on in the library so she was extra pissed off(and folding her arms twice as tight as usual so as to make up for the lack of a abusable white board).&lt;br /&gt;Then came along the gang of Girls and they were playing a game of keeping quiet and see who laughed 1st.It seemed to be amusing and fun to them but Ms Chan did not seem the same sense of humour at all somehow......&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the lesson,she was pursing her lips so much that they looked twice as swollen as usual and it was a miracle she could still talk.&lt;br /&gt;She kept screaming at the class to be quiet, but of course nobody actually listened to her(maybe this had something to do with the fact that she was not much taller than most students and they could not find their teacher).In the end,she threatened to take away the recess which was directly after that period and everyone fell silent(now this is the special ability of teachers they always know what they have to do to make the students keep quiet but somehow they have to waste their time by screaming like mad people which obviously does not help one bit other than rising the already noisy environment by yet another 1000000 decibals).&lt;br /&gt;After the students have happily gone to eat during their recess,FrozzenHart quietly made his way back to classroom and sat around for decoration(because that is what protagonists are supposed to do).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-198458723537873778?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozzenhart.blogspot.com/feeds/198458723537873778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1836057629609462394&amp;postID=198458723537873778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1836057629609462394/posts/default/198458723537873778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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See, that alot of students (except the student councillors of course because they are nerds) dislike and fear,went to FrozzenHart and said,'You have earned a one way ticket to doom,please come to the general office after assembly so that we can discuss how you die.'&lt;br /&gt;So after assembly,a FrozzenHart who could not be bothered less and was pissed off with having to sacrifice part of his Drama Exposure Program(DEP for short)to meet the teacher,was standing outside the general office.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly instead of the normally 10000000 hours he had to wait to get in,today it was relatively fast and he onli had to wait 1 year(yay!) after being ushered in together with his two classmates Xiao Wey(Wey Jieh) and the Female Mario(Ryan) he had to hereby start discussing about how he was to die.&lt;br /&gt;(The seemingly angelic and innocent)Victim:Ms Wong&lt;br /&gt;(The unintended)Offence:Arguing with a teacher and open defiance and disruptive behaviour in class which made all his classmates pay attention to him(because the teacher was screaming at him)&lt;br /&gt;(The seemingly devil-like and obviously at fault)Offender:FrozzenHart&lt;br /&gt;(The intimidating)Verdict:Sentenced to talking to himself in front of a one sided mirror for 2000000 years&lt;br /&gt;After that,the (still seemingly not bothered)FrozzenHart made his way to his 1 minute left of DEP.He joined the group named Gorillas because of some strange mystical force(as there always are in ridiculous stories)that compelled its members to name it that.Its members consisted of Lollipop Girl(Felicia),Gorilla Boy(Gerald),Comic Monster(Eunice) ,the YoYo Girl(Claudia) and of course,FrozzenHart.&lt;br /&gt;(And so the five heroes set out to save the world!Or something like that....)&lt;br /&gt;They were given 15 minutes to put up a skit in which the story-teller has to improvise...And so of course(as it always is) FrozzenHart became the story-teller.&lt;br /&gt;At first FrozzenHart discussed with the group and wanted to make the Lollipop Girl run 100km to chase a runaway lollipop but it turns out she has severely injured her one of her leg and needed to tourniquet it and so had only one leg left(like all lollipops) and could not run.&lt;br /&gt;And so FrozzenHart who was left with no more time just had to make do with a story of something he did everyday(declaring war on teachers).&lt;br /&gt;And so it came to the end of the 1st period of that day in school for FrozzenHart(more would be liked to be written but recently there was a newspaper article that the internet makes humans stupid and they cannot read things more than 1 quarter of 1 letter of a word long so this entry would have to be ended here).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1836057629609462394-6520357022697246705?l=frozzenhart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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