<?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-8775911</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:40:45.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thoughts of a Twelve-Year-Old Boy</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi! My name is Jeffrey Goh. Please enjoy reading my writings and thoughts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-7847697505100408026</id><published>2007-03-20T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:18:51.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling-(Part 11-The Escaping Act)</title><content type='html'>“Well, Bulb is a secret friend of mine but he is really, really sick. He comes here for treatment and pays me every time. We’ve become best buddies, but we would like to keep our relationship a secret,” said Dr.Blob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, what is his sickness?” asked Bib curiously. “Err……, I’d like to keep that a secret because you see we have a secret relationship and we would like to keep it a secret,” answered Dr.Blob nervously. Bib and Bub looked at each other, they looked happy on the outside, but angry on the inside because Dr.Blob would not speak up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bub looked around the room and noticed that the beginner wasn’t there. “Hey Dr.Blob, where has the beginner gone to?” asked Bub. When Dr.Blob heard about what Bub asked, he put on a sad face and said, “Well, he disappeared.” Bib and Bub we’re stunned upon what Dr.Blob said. “What do you mean by disappeared?” asked Bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Blob told them that right after he came back, he noticed that the beginner was gone. “Well, what did you do after that?” asked Bib. Dr.Blob told the duo that he was worried if somebody had taken him. He then went out and searched the whole subway but without any results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re there anyone at all when you came back?” asked Bub. “No, and I didn’t tell anyone else,” replied Dr.Blob. “Well, if that is so, then I think we’re finished here,” said Bub. Bib and Bub then went out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib asked Bub why he said that they we’re done. “It’s because we have a real lead this time. Let’s go back to the police station,” answered Bub. When they reached the police station, they told Chief Pollen to have a search on the name ‘Bulb’. Suddenly, Bib’s walkie talkie sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Help! Help! Somebody help me!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-7847697505100408026?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/7847697505100408026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=7847697505100408026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/7847697505100408026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/7847697505100408026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2007/03/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst-your.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling-(Part 11-The Escaping Act)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-5909686421726911786</id><published>2007-02-26T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:08:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling-(Part 10-Who's Bulb?)</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, the door of the room opened, something came out of the room, and it was a bubbling. It had a normal body but Bib noticed something, the bubbling did not seem that it was hurt or sick. Bib then had a hunch that Dr.Blob is trying to hide something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Blob whispered to the bubbling about something, but Bib, Bub nor Clothtail heard what they were saying. After one minute, they stopped and the bubbling went over to the counter to pay for the random treatment that Dr.Blob gave, after that he went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi and Bub felt that the bubbling was very suspicious. Then they looked at Clothtail. When Clothtail noticed Bib and Bub staring at him, he gave out a nervous look. “Why are you guys staring at me?” asked Clothtail. Bib and Bub looked at each other seeing if they thought the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wait, you guys aren’t going to…” Bib and Bub then shoved Clothtail out of his seat. “Ok Clothtail we know this is going to be risky, but we want you to follow that bubbling,” said Bub. “But why me? You guys have a better hide and seek experience than I do. Why did you choose me to follow him?” asked Clothtail sweating like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry cloth but otherwise they will capture us because we were the main people who started this thing, besides nobody knows about you and the papers did not state anything about you,” said Bub. “Well alright, but if I get into trouble, you must answer ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok!” replied both Bib and Bub. So, off Clothtail went with lots of red snail shells. After that, Dr.Blob’s receptionist then called Bib and Bub to come into the room. When they went in, they saw Dr.Blob sitting at his chair. Bath Bib and Bub sat on two other chairs on the opposite side of where Dr.Blob is sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello you two, how may I help you?” said Dr.Blob in a friendly tone. Bub and Bib looked at each other. When they turned back to see Dr.Blob, he saw him sweating a little, then Bib asked “Dr.Blob, who was the guy that you talked to just now?” Dr.Blob’s face suddenly turned shocked, but he smiled again and said, “That guy who I was talking to is named Bulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Err……, who’s Bulb?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Part 11 to continue…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry if I did not post any blogs for the past few months. But now, I am doing it again in SMKDJ's library room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-5909686421726911786?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/5909686421726911786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=5909686421726911786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/5909686421726911786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/5909686421726911786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2007/02/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst-your_26.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling-(Part 10-Who&apos;s Bulb?)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-8001645357846863053</id><published>2007-02-09T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:57:24.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 9-Any Connections?)</title><content type='html'>What the receptionist told Chief Pollen on the phone shook Bib, Bub and his friends way up. Bub asked, “Why would Dr.Blob appear in a situation like this so suddenly?” “I don’t know about that Bub, but we better get to Dr. Blob’s clinic pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib quickly gave orders to all his friends and chief Pollen. Clothtail agreed to follow Bib and Bub to Dr.Blob’s clinic, while their other friends search for more clues and write down everything that was missing so far. After Bib gave the orders, he, Bub and Clothtail set out to Dr.Blob’s clinic. On the way, Clothtail picked up as many snail shells as he could find in the railway (even though he can fight very well, Clothtail is a little shy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they reached the clinic and went inside, the first thing they saw was the receptionist who was glad that Dr.Blob was safe and sound. Bub then asked the receptionist if they could see Dr. Blob about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Dr.Blob is currently treating a patient who always comes here, other than that, he has no other appointments, so you can see him when he is done with the patient,” replied the receptionist in a polite way.Bub became suspicious about what the receptionist is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean by always coming into the clinic?” asked Bub. “Well, the patient has a very bad illness, the doctor won’t state on the records about what illness it is, but I heard the patient say that he will be alright under the doctor’s orders,” replied the receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bub became very thoughtful about the situation. He told Bib about what the receptionist told him. Bib thought it was very weird, how could a patient be so sick that instead of a hospital, he goes to a clinic. With that, Bib, Bub and Clothtail sat at the bench to wait for their turn. Clothtail who has the snail shells gave half of his find to Bib and Bub just to be on the safe side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Part 10 to conitnue...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-8001645357846863053?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/8001645357846863053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=8001645357846863053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/8001645357846863053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/8001645357846863053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2007/02/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst-your.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 9-Any Connections?)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116524570729363104</id><published>2006-12-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:08:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 8-Surprise! Surprise!)</title><content type='html'>“Oh no! Please don’t tell me that...”mumbled Chief Pollen with a surprised look. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I smell trouble!” said Snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, everyone raced off to the police station to find out what has happened. When they reached the police station, Chief Pollen quickly asked his men for a status report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Chief, someone blew up a smoke bomb in the station. Because of the thick smoke in the station, everyone had to evacuate the place. I quickly turned on the air vents to let the smoke out, but when the smoke cleared, we checked everything.” said slime officer Blib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did anything go missing?” asked Tweeze. “Well er..er.. we checked where the smoke bomb went off. It was at the weapons room. Why don’t you guys have a look?” said officer Blib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, come on everyone, let’s go.” said Bib. Everyone dashed into to the weapon room to check it out. Went they reached the room, the whole place was completely empty! Everyone was shocked and went stoney silent for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not convinced if the person or persons who stole our remaining weapons was the ones who stole our other weapons earlier.” said Bub. Batty asked if officer Blib had found anything unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well now that you'd mentioned it, the only thing that we found was this.” said officer Blib as he handed out a sealed envelope. Quickly, Bib opened the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the envelope were a magic wand and a note that said: “Dear bubblings, if you would like to see all of your weapons again, I suggest you give us 1 billion mesos or 1 million A-cash. We’ll meet at Sleepywood for the exchange.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look at this everyone, the wand is ours!” said Bub as he showed everyone the initials “BBPS” on it. “What is your thought on this?” asked Slither. “I am not too sure, but I think the people who did this are trying laying a trap for us.” said Chief Pollen. Suddenly, the phone in the police station rang. Tail answered the call. When he finished talking over the phone, he said: “It’s the receptionist at Dr.Blob’s clinic and she said that Dr.Blob is back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you have a favourite game that you would like to share with me, just put it as a comment. Remember to check the comment box everytime I update my blog. I have my own comment about you guys who are reading my blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Part 9 to continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116524570729363104?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116524570729363104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116524570729363104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116524570729363104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116524570729363104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/12/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 8-Surprise! Surprise!)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116416220172100710</id><published>2006-11-22T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:54:17.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 7-The Trashed Village)</title><content type='html'>“But how could this be?” asked Bub with a terrified feeling. “I don’t know, but one thing is for sure, something or someone did this,” answered Bib. “I think someone is more likely the cause ....come look at this!” said Bub while pointing at something. Bib went closer to get a better look at the object. When Bib went closer, his thought was that the object could be a sword. It was indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, Bib picked it up and inspected it. It was a long sword that has been stained with squishy liquid. “Somebody must have done this!” said Bub. “Somebody who has a high level attack.” replied Bib. “Yes....somebody who has a high level attack had stolen the police station's weapons!” cried Bub as he showed Bib the initials “BBPS” on the handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib gasped when he saw the initials on the sword. Quickly, Bib wrote down what he thoughts may be the kind of person or persons that would steal weapons and tried to destroy the village. Bib and Bub had to get back to the subway as quickly as possible. Bub used his walkie talkie to tell their friends to meet them at the police station, while Bib who spotted a camera lying on the floor took some pictures of the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib and Bub scrambled back home. When they reached the police station, everyone was already there. Bib and Bub showed what they had retrieved from the trashed village, including the long sword and the pictures that Bib took. Everyone was stunned and speechless when they saw the picture and the sword, especially Chief Pollen. Suddenly, in the middle of the discussion, things became worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Help! Help! Our weapons have been stolen!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;8&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm not going to post any updates until 3/12/2006 because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;of me going to Australia, but who knows, maybe i might get to update my blog when I'm at Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116416220172100710?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116416220172100710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116416220172100710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116416220172100710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116416220172100710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/11/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_22.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 7-The Trashed Village)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116350789366352822</id><published>2006-11-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:38:12.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 6 - A Puzzling Clue)</title><content type='html'>“What, it's unbelievable! Are you saying that the beginner has stolen all the items?” cried Chief Pollen. “I don’t know Chief Pollen, maybe Dr.Blob did this.” answered Bib, looking visibly confused. “Maybe the thief is trying to use the beginner’s bag as a fake clue.” said Batty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the theories made Bib, Bub, their friends and Chief Pollen very confused as the only clue they'd found is a bag. Bub and Bib quickly asked Chief Pollen if they could help to search for the lost weapons. Chief Pollen told them to look out for the weapons that have the initials “BBPS” on each of them. Bub then wrote down a list of the missing weapons and made a few copies. Bub passed the list to each of their friends, to remind them of the missing weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you guys see any of the missing weapons, get hold of us on the walkie talkie ok?” said Bib. Everyone agreed and went on their separate ways to look for the missing weapons. Bib and Bub were feeling hungry and they had a quick bite before they started to search for the weapons. After they'd eaten, Bib and Bub asked everyone that they passed, whether they had seen any of the missing weapons, but it was to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib and Bub continued to ask people for help, but there was still no lead. So with that, Bib and Bub began to try and search for more clues on their own. They searched high and low but could not find any trace of the missing weapons or any lead that might help them to locate the stolen weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib and Bub were beginning to lose hope until they reached the secret tunnel. It was not long when Bub noticed something. “Look at this, it’s a trail of footprints!” said Bub to Bib. “But wait a minute, no human should know about the secret tunnel. Wait! I see squishy liquid on the ground, maybe a slime led them to the secret tunnel.” said Bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm……, you may be right, lets follow the trail and see where it ends.” replied Bub. And so, Bib and Bub followed the trail. The trail led them to Ellinia where they found the beginner. The trail stopped just before the slime village which is located just behind a clump of trees. When they reached the village, Bib and Bub gasped in dismay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole village looked as if it had been strucked by a tornado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wonder if you're comlaning that you need improving add HP. You can add it if you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116350789366352822?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116350789366352822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116350789366352822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116350789366352822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116350789366352822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/11/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_14.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 6 - A Puzzling Clue)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116290501582820228</id><published>2006-11-07T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:00:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 5-The Amazing Theft)</title><content type='html'>Bib and Bub gasped upon what they'd heard, Bub quickly called their friends for backup. Bub told his friends to meet them at the police station. After that, Bub and Bib quickly went to the police station while Snap and Tweeze kept searching for clues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bib and Bub reached the police station, the jr.necki twins and Batty are already there. A few seconds later, Clothtail came with some snail shells as weapons. They were shocked when they saw that the police station’s weapon room was almost empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chief Pollen at the crime scene a few minutes ago made a list of the weapons that were missing and also the the weapons that were still there. The weapons that were missing were 2 long swords, subi-throwing stars, 2 wands, a janitor’s mop, a shield, 2 claws and a safe containing 1 million mesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things left in the weapons room were one thousand arrows for a bow, one thousand arrows for a crossbow, two bows and two crossbows. Everyone at the crime scene was shocked and surprised at the many items that were stolen from the weapon room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think it was either a thief, a warrior, or a magician that did this.” said Clothtail. “Chief! Guys! Look at this!” cried Bub. Everyone followed Bub into the weapon room. Bub quickly pointed at something. When he picked it up, he had the nastiest shock of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone! Look! This used to be the bag that belonged to the human when we took him home!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Part 6 to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. Remember to leave a comment when you visit my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116290501582820228?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116290501582820228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116290501582820228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116290501582820228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116290501582820228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/11/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_07.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 5-The Amazing Theft)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116268740265514094</id><published>2006-11-05T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T13:54:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 4-Friends On Patrol)</title><content type='html'>“What did you just say?” cried Bib and Bub with a shocked face. The receptionist said that he went missing yesterday. Bib asked with an  intense look:"When was the last time you saw Dr Blob and the human?" The receptionist replied:" When I left they were still inside the clinic that evening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you notice anything unusual yesterday?” asked Bub. The receptionist said that Dr.Blob was really rushing that day as if he had something major to do. Bib and Bub then gave her Chief Pollen's home telephone numbers. “If you see Dr.Blob or the human, call these numbers or call the police” said Bib and Bub with a great sense of urgency. The receptionist agreed and Bub and Bib left the clinic in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is getting weirder by the second!” said Bib. “I agree one hundred percent” replied Bub. Suddenly, Bub had an idea. Bub asked Bib if it would be a good idea to inform all their friends at the subway about the incident. “Well, that’s a good idea, but we have to tell them that this private and confidential. If word got around, it will blow our cover.” replied Bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bub and Bib have many friends at the subway station. Not only were they bubblings and slimes, they are also wraiths, stirges, and jr.neckis. First they asked their other bubbling friends to help to look out for Dr Blob and the human. Their other bubbling friends are Snap and Tweeze. They both agreed and soon after, Bib and Bub placed little walkie talkies on their bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Batty the stirge. He was flying around a part of the subway station. He agreed to help his friends on finding Dr.Blob and the human. After Batty received the walkie talkie, Bib and Bub then went to see their wraith friend Clothtail for help. Clothtail was busy tiding up his room at that moment, but he also agreed to do it. After receiving the walkie talkie, Bib and Bub finally asked the jr.necki twins Slither and Tail for help too. They both agreed to help on the search and so Bib and Bub have all his friends on the lookout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the walkie talkies are distributed amongst their friends, the team began searching for Dr.Blob and the human. But right after they started searching, they heard a distant cry for help. “HELP! Somebody had stolen our weapons!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Part 5 to continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you want to be a warrior and have Pio's realxer already, don't level up your skill of add HP, just add endure. If you don't have the chair, then you may want to level up the skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116268740265514094?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116268740265514094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116268740265514094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116268740265514094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116268740265514094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/11/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_05.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 4-Friends On Patrol)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116262646931719096</id><published>2006-11-04T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:15:10.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 3-A Mysterious Disappearance)</title><content type='html'>Chief Pollen, Bub and Bib quickly went to the place where police slime Joe is. Joe pointed to what seemed to be a clue. A tree had sword marks and on the tree were blood stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It seems that someone else hit the human that you took back.” said Chief Pollen. Bub and Bib agreed. Bub and Bib told the chief that the human may still be at Dr.Blob. They asked if he could come with them to see the human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief agreed and followed Bib and Bub to Dr.Blob’s clinic. But once they reached there, they found that it is closed. “But Dr.Blob’s clinic wasn’t suppose to close before eight o’clock at night.” Said Bib. This made Bib and Bub very suspicious about Dr.Blob. They were very uncertain of whether Dr.Blob has a part in the strange happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t we get some food first? I am starving right now.” Said Bib. Bub agreed with Bib and they both went home for dinner. “Hey Bib, since it’s getting late, why don’t I stay at your house and sleep here tonight?” asked Bib. “OK, my mum agrees to that, but you must call your folks before we go to bed.” replied Bub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Bub and Bib woke up and ate breakfast together. Then they went to Dr.Blob’s clinic. When they reached there, they asked the receptionist for assistance. Bub asked to see where Dr.Blob is and also where the human is. “I’m sorry but……” “But what?” interrupted Bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“They’ve disappeared!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 4 to be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you want to be a magician, max your magic claw attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116262646931719096?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116262646931719096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116262646931719096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116262646931719096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116262646931719096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/11/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 3-A Mysterious Disappearance)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116228883390144544</id><published>2006-10-31T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:28:46.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 2-A Clue Outside)</title><content type='html'>“A human?” said Bib’s mother. “Why did you and your friend bring a human here? Did you know that if a human has its first job, it could kill us?” she said when Bib and Bub got home from the secret tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We can explain”, said Bub And Bib while exchanging nervous glances. And with that, they explained everything they saw during their trip to Ellinia. “Mom”, said Bib, “I had a weird feeling while going back here as if someone’s following us, why don’t we send him to the doctor at the end of the station?” After much thought, Bib’s mom agreed with an unpleasant tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bub and Bib went to the slime clinic while discussing what happened and what to do with the human when he revives. Bub asked Bib if he had seen a clue somewhere. Bib shook his head but told him that he had heard something at the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Blob is a slime doctor at the subway, but lately, something was wrong with him. The last time Bub went to check up at Dr.Blob’s clinic. Dr. blob was rushing and giving his patients the wrong medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bib told Dr.Blob about the incident and left him with the human so that he can treat him. With a nervous and suspicious-looking face, he took the human and placed it on his bed. Bub and Bib then called the bubbling police for help. Quickly, the duo led them to where the human fell. Chief pollen the chief of the team quickly gave orders to his men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, it seamed that there were no clues to be found, until police bubbling Joe called out, “CHIEF! Come here and look at this!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 3 to continue..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. you can e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:jgohwx@gmail.com"&gt;jgohwx@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116228883390144544?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116228883390144544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116228883390144544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116228883390144544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116228883390144544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/10/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_31.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 2-A Clue Outside)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-116204497672381980</id><published>2006-10-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:46:50.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 1-An Unexpected Event)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(This is the first part of my "Maple Story Stories" series)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Kerning City railway station, there lies two bubblings. Both of them like to do things together. Sometimes humans with jobs will come and attack the bubblings at the railway station. The actions of these humans made the king slime angry and worried. He had to think of a way to stop the humans from fighting the bubblings and slimes of Maple Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Bub and Bib decided to play with their slime friends at Ellina. They used a secret tunnel from the subway that leads them to Ellina. At the end of the tunnel, they tried to find their way to their friends’ house. They were almost to their friends’ house when suddenly out of nowhere a human fell from one of the trees and landed on the ground with a THUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah! What’s that?” asked Bub with a terrified face. “I think it’s a human beginner!” answered Bib. Bib then inspected the human. He had a razor and a stolen fence shield in hand, while in his inventory he had 1503 mesos, 12 red potions, 2 orange potions, 56 arrows for a bow, 75 arrows for a crossbow, a skull cap, a chair, and snail shells, orange mushroom caps, and some squishy liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ewwwwww………..! He’s covered in blood!” cried Bub. “What do you think we should do?” asked Bib. They began to discuss the situation. After a few minutes, they agreed to take him back home. They then use their bubble rope to hold the human. Bib and Bub sacrificed their play day to bring the wounded back home. you can e-maill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Bub heard a rustle in the bushes. He then looked around but saw nothing. He then continued his journey back home. But he had a strange feeling that somebody was watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Part 2 to continue...........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.If you want to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MapleStory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, go to &lt;a href="http://www.maplesea.com"&gt;www.maplesea.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.Be sure to check out games that are related to the company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ASIASOFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-116204497672381980?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/116204497672381980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=116204497672381980' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116204497672381980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/116204497672381980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2006/10/maple-story-stories-sorry-to-burst_28.html' title='Maple Story Stories-Sorry To Burst Your Bubbling (Part 1-An Unexpected Event)'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-109820247924455153</id><published>2004-10-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:02:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How The Catfish Came To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/characters_pbslogo.14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/200/characters_pbslogo.14.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the story that was written by me, based on an episode from Sagwa from the Disney Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Long, long ago in ancient China, there lived a feminine cat named Shen Shen. She was very pretty, but she didn't respect her ancestors nor her grandfather. She was very selfish and she just wanted to do what she liked best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One day, his grandfather walked to her and said: "Do you still have any respect for your ancestors?" Shen Shen replied in a stern voice: "No!....... I am not bothered with your question and I'm going to play at the pond nearby." Grandfather was very disappointed with Shen Shen's reply and shaked his head in disbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After Shen Shen left, suddenly with a 'poof', Shen Shen's Ancestors magically appeared. One of the Ancestors consoled Shen Shen's grandfather: "Give her some time and let her think about it and she will soon come to her senses."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shen Shen was at the pond playing and enjoying looking at her own reflection in the water, when suddenly the Ancestors' magic caused her to fall into the pond. She cried: "Help! Help!" while swimming desperately to stay afloat. Down and down, she went into the deep water. Her fear turned into fascination, when she noticed her surrounding. She was tangled up by some seaweed and she cried out for her Grandfather: "Yeyeh, Yeyeh, please come and help me." Yeyeh was not there to listen to her cries. When Shen Shen opened her eyes, to her amazement, instead of seeing her Yeyeh, she saw a fish instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The fish said: "Hello! My name is Kalo and please let me help you." He began to untangle Shen Shen from the seaweed. When she was finally freed, she coughed and coughed as she was beginning to run out of air. Kalo said: "Don't worry, I will show you how to breath underwater. ....air in, air out, slowly and repeat. " Shen Shen finally caught up with her breath and replied: " I'm Shen Shen and thank you for helping me." Kalo said; "I was going to ask you whether you could swim with me, but I think the answer is quite obvious. Come let me show you around and you can take a ride on my back." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Soon, Shen Shen was very happy to play with her new found friend in the pond but as the days passed, she missed her world above. "Huh................", she sighed. Kalo noticing her friend was depressed asked: "Is anything the matter?" Shen Shen replied " I am thinking of what I left behind." In order to cheer Shen Shen up Kalo requested; " Shen Shen please come with me. I need to show you something."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kalo brought Shen Shen to a place she had never been before and when they reached there, Shen Shen saw a beautiful little village in front of her unbelieving eyes. There were fish everywhere, playing and talking happily. Kalo said: " This is where I live, Shen Shen." When she looked at the village in the pond, it reminds her of her village above and how she misses her Yeyeh. She said to Kalo: " How nice! I am really enchanted by the beauty of your village." She swam to Kalo and said: " Kalo your family is great but I do miss my family above very much." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kalo said: "Well there is a way you can go back." Shen Shen happily replied; "You mean it, how? This time when I get home I will pay proper respect to Yeyeh and my Ancestors." Kalo sensing that she would surely miss her friend, sadly said: " But if you go back Shen Shen, you may never come here again to be with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shen Shen now had a terrible choice to make........on one hand she misses her world above, but on the other hand, she likes playing with her new friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;One day Shen Shen noticed a change in herself while playing with Kalo. Kalo invited Shen Shen to a race and said: " Last one to swim to the seaweed patch in front is a stinky fish": teased Kalo. Shen Shen protested; " You are a natural swimmer and you are sure to beat me easily." Then Kalo said: " So are you, look at your paws." Shen Shen was amazed at her change. She said: "My paws, they are webbed!" Kalo replied: "Yes! Just like a frog and perfect for swimming." Shen Shen suddenly said excitedly: "Look at my tail!" Look!" Kalo replied: " I see you can twist and turn your tail and even a goldfish would envy it." "I am now both a cat and a fish! How Strange!" Shen Shen said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kalo was delighted and she asked: "I wonder if you would be part of my family? Will you marry me Shen Shen?" Shen Shen was delighted with Kalo's proposal but soon she remembered her cat family above. She replied: "To marry you, Kalo, I must give up my family?" Her choice was very tough as she also loved Kalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Suddenly she thought of Yeyeh and said to Kalo: "There is one person that can offer me advice." Shen Shen swam to the land nearby to look for Yeyeh. When she looked up, she saw a shadow. She asked excitedly: " Yeyeh, is that you? "Yes my precious granddaughter, but I am not here alone," her grandfather replied with tears of joy. Suddenly her Ancestors also appeared out of nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shen Shen told them: "Kalo had asked me to marry him and I am here to seek your advice." Yeyeh replied: "Well, that is wonderful news." But Shen Shen continued: " To marry him I have to give up my cat family." Then one of the Ancestors said: " You can never change or give up the family you have now, you have our blessing Shen Shen." Shen Shen paid her respect and thanked her ancestors and her grandfather before going back into the deep pond to be with her fish family again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Soon Kalo and Shen Shen were happily married and they had great times together as a happy couple. Shen Shen learned a lot of things from her new fish family, and soon there have children of their own, with qualities of both parents, the cat and the fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And that's how the Catfish came to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jeffrey Goh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-109820247924455153?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/109820247924455153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=109820247924455153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109820247924455153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109820247924455153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-catfish-came-to-be.html' title='How The Catfish Came To Be'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-109819963220297444</id><published>2004-10-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:09:16.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/157_5749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/61/2099/640/Genting%20Highlands%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/61/2099/320/Genting%20Highlands%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/Langkawi0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #000099" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/Langkawi0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Top: Pic taken against the backdrop of Lake Wakatipu in Queenstown, NZ (Nov 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid: Pic taken at Genting Hinghlands (2004) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bot: Pic taken at Langkawi Mangrove Restaurant together with our Mum (2004) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-109819963220297444?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/109819963220297444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=109819963220297444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109819963220297444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109819963220297444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-sister-and-i.html' title='My Sister and I'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8775911.post-109812366897518403</id><published>2004-10-19T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:07:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/156_5686.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/200/156_5686.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Hi! My name is Jeffrey Goh and I am a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;twelve&lt;/span&gt;-year-old boy living in Johor Bahru, Malaysia with my parents and a little sister who is seven-year old this year (2006).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating this blog, as I wish to share my thoughts about growing up as a young boy. Please feel free to read my blog and suggest any improvements about my presentation, my writings and my thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Currently, I am attending a Mandarin School in Johor Bahru. I am bi-lingual as my parents speak to me in English at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;My favourite pastimes are watching television and surfing the net. I get too engrossed with these pastimes and my parents actually have to lay the rules to control my indulgence. My favourites shows are reality TV shows like Survivors, Amazing Race, Apprentice and of course cartoons in the Nickeloodean Channel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekly daily routine evolves around attending school, doing school homework and also revision. I have to complete all my school homework and revision before I am allowed to indulge in my favourite pastimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are strict but caring and I do love them very much. I love my little sister, Cheryl but she can be quite a handful sometimes. She is rather playful and intelligent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/1600/154_5471.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/200/154_5471.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are moving to Kuala Lumpur at the end of November 2006 to live in Petaling Jaya, as my Dad has been transferred to Kuala Lumpur. I will miss all my friends and classmates in JB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I will try to keep this blog posted with my thoughts. Please visit my blog so that I can share my thoughts with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey Goh Wei Xiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8775911-109812366897518403?l=jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/feeds/109812366897518403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8775911&amp;postID=109812366897518403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109812366897518403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8775911/posts/default/109812366897518403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffreygohwx.blogspot.com/2004/10/introduction.html' title='An Introduction'/><author><name>Jeffrey Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07789380302251612397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/822/612/320/157_5749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
