<?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-10789036</id><updated>2012-02-09T21:31:56.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DOMUT (A doughnut)!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my blog! Of course it is. Who elses blog would it be? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! My blog is all about Traverse Town 2 and My Stuffed Animals! YAY! A DOMUT!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-3401996788637384960</id><published>2007-02-22T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:03:32.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against All Jelly Kadaj-nes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jelly Kadaj is the most pure EVIL in Traverse Town 2!!! It's not EVIL! or eeeeeeviiiiil or evil, but PURE EVIL!!!!!!!!!! The worst of the worst!!! (glares around) Jelly Kadaj is trying to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (glares around) Eeeew! Not only he's so PURE EVIL!! but he is also TRYING TA BE CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (glares around, again) His plan is to change ALL the people of Traverse Town 2 into JELLIES!!!! then, DESTROY THEM!!! (HAR HAR HAR! Ok, I don't really know his plan, but...) Kadaj is hypnotizing all the people that changed into jellies to follow his orders! (glare) Traverse Town 2 is falling apart because of Kadaj! Eeeew! Evil Raw has become CRAZY and doesn't understand anything because she's with Sora (yeah, i know.. weird, right?) and.. Aero and Leon have become Batan and Bill (i think they switched bodies) and Batan and Bill have become Aero and Leon and Detrix is Jelly and Vincent has no money!!! Heeeeee! Oh, wait! Vincent was always poor! Har Har Har. (Vincent: *angry*) heheheh.. Okie-dokie! &lt;&lt;&lt; Eeew Saying "Okie-Dokie"!! Trying ta be CUTE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-3401996788637384960?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/3401996788637384960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=3401996788637384960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/3401996788637384960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/3401996788637384960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/02/against-all-jelly-kadaj-nes_22.html' title='Against All Jelly Kadaj-nes!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-576710754531445551</id><published>2007-01-31T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:08:14.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/RcAH_DUa-oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-j8NSOVA4Z0/s1600-h/Bilbo+and+the+Murr+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/RcAH_DUa-oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-j8NSOVA4Z0/s400/Bilbo+and+the+Murr+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026025963949587074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Heya! This is a picture of Sizzle and Sherbet in our study room! Aren't they soooo cute? Aww! Sizzle is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bertakung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; The picture is quite blurry because it was hard to take the picture. You also can't see their colour because i didn't use flash. I don't like using flash! It makes the picture look all gaudy (is that how ya spell it? Oh well! Heing heing heing heing)! I can now put pictures because kakak knows how to use the wire for the camera thingie. I took lots of pictures! Wanna see my Murr? What's a Murr you say?! Murr is my brown CAT. Which thinks it's a dog. Heing heing heing. Foolish brown cat that thinks its a dog. Y'know cats go MEOW, right? Well, my brown CAT goes MURR. We asked it what type of cat is it and it said its NOT a cat. It says that it is an Egyption (i dont know how to spell it!) Murr. Y'know, like Egyption Mau but this is Egyption MURR! HAHAHAHAHAHA! So weird! And my Sherbet is a Monotalian not an Italian! HAHAHAHAAH! Both of them are soo weird! Wanna see a picture of my Murr dressed up like in the Legend of Zelda? OK!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/RcAHXzUa-nI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bLRArX4e88I/s1600-h/Murr-+Legend+of+Zelda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/RcAHXzUa-nI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bLRArX4e88I/s400/Murr-+Legend+of+Zelda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026025289639721586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Murr dressed like in the Legend of Zelda! YAYAYAYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-576710754531445551?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/576710754531445551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=576710754531445551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/576710754531445551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/576710754531445551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/camera-pictures.html' title='Camera Pictures!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/RcAH_DUa-oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-j8NSOVA4Z0/s72-c/Bilbo+and+the+Murr+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-7013244272087939311</id><published>2007-01-29T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:55:51.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sizzle and Sherbet Hip and Cool!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/Rb4KTCbUHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZK_wxlDD1dA/s1600-h/Sizzle+and+Sherbet+in+Sunglasses%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/Rb4KTCbUHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZK_wxlDD1dA/s200/Sizzle+and+Sherbet+in+Sunglasses%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025465556377280306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is a picture Sizzle and Sherbet, hip and cool! Sizzle has a coin at it's BERTAKUNG! Heing heing heing! Ooops! Gotta go to sleep bye! Mue, mue, mue!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-7013244272087939311?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/7013244272087939311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=7013244272087939311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7013244272087939311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7013244272087939311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/sizzle-and-sherbet-hip-and-cool.html' title='Sizzle and Sherbet Hip and Cool!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P47ZaAGSrLc/Rb4KTCbUHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZK_wxlDD1dA/s72-c/Sizzle+and+Sherbet+in+Sunglasses%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-4997618465402759429</id><published>2007-01-07T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:34:06.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Jelly vs. Riku!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday (I think!), there was a fat jelly compition! Where the Fattest Jelly WINS! The people who joined was, Riku and Fat Jelly. Oh yeah, Riku was a jelly because Sameth made him a jelly! Riku was sooo fat because Sameth fed him a lot to be FAT and beat the Fat Jelly! But, in the end, Fat Jelly won. Riku got number two and he was sad. Storm, Gambit and Tidus also didn't win. BUT THEY DIDN'T JOIN THE FAT JELLY COMPITION! They joined the Tap Dancing Compition! They got second place. Cyclops and Iceman won. Yep! You read me! Cyclops AND Iceman. That's because Iceman is bored of bothering Cyclops. Yah! I know I shouldn't suddenly talk about Riku NOT from Traverse Town 2, but.. "The Heartless obey me now, Sora" AAAH!! Riku said that!!! YAY! YAY! RIKU!! Anyway, we're (my sister and I) are making a SCRAPBOOK about Traverse Town 2! YAY! Kakak (my sister) made a Duty Roster for her class, and she drew pictures of Xmen from Traverse Town 2! YAY! GO TRAVERSE TOWN 2!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-4997618465402759429?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/4997618465402759429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=4997618465402759429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/4997618465402759429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/4997618465402759429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/fat-jelly-vs-riku.html' title='Fat Jelly vs. Riku!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-5121621189235255263</id><published>2007-01-07T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:21:14.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWSOME DUDE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I must tell you what I just saw! Yes, it's something good and not freaky.  I saw a video on YouTube! It was a Deep Dive video from Kingdom Hearts with the song "Haunting" by Evanesence! It was soooo cool! I LOVED IT! I watched it over and over and over again! WOO! Deep Dive is sooo cool! Roxas in Deep Dive looks soo cool! But if not in Deep Dive, he doesn't look cool. *sad* But Riku always looks cool! ^^ Except in Kingdom Hearts 2 when he stands up straight! Eww! He looks soo long! Only when he's in battle position, then he looks cool! But in Kingdom Hearts 1, he looks soo super awsome COOL! "Tell me! What can I do?!" He said that! SO COOL! AAAH! RIKU YOUR SO SUPER DUPER (though, NOT a Higgly Town Hero) COOL! YAY!!! Your heart pounding in my head!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-5121621189235255263?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/5121621189235255263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=5121621189235255263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/5121621189235255263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/5121621189235255263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/awsome-dude.html' title='AWSOME DUDE!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-7393758097184512054</id><published>2007-01-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T10:43:33.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all my fears and lies melt away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Sanctuary over and over again! It's GREAT! YAY! Omoisdaseba haruka haruka! That's the first part of it. But I forgot the rest. *sad* Oh well! School yesterday was actually... ok *cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!* Except that I had to go home at 6.40 and I was with lots of people I don't know! *sigh* Tingkatan 1 is gonna be a rocky road.. Heing heing heing heing heing heing heing! Rocky road! heing heing heing! Kajun orange! Doh.......... David Gallagher makes the voice of Riku in Kingdom Hearts one and two! He sounds cooler in Kingdom Hearts 1, to me. IMBLEBASSING!!! That song said "all I wanted was to see her &lt;em&gt;naked&lt;/em&gt;" IMBLEBASSING!!!!!!!!!!!! Im- Im- Im- Im- IMBLEBASSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-7393758097184512054?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/7393758097184512054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=7393758097184512054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7393758097184512054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7393758097184512054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-7212641561887524993</id><published>2007-01-03T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:14:57.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream! Scream! Scream for your life!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has come! This biggest wave that has ever hit the nation! Killing and injuring millions of children! My sister has also been hit by this terrible wave! Oh, poor sister! I'm so scared! It's gonna be my turn soon! My hands are shaking in fear as I type this! So cold... so.. painful... What did I ever do to deserve this?! *begging for forgivness* Please! Nooo! In a matter of hours, I'll find myself in the place I never wished to be in.. wishing I could just sink into the ground in be back... to my Sanctuary... where angels are in flight... Yes. I wish to be forgiven... ... School... die.. die... die... burn... I wanna see you burn.. burst into flames... turn into ash... infront of me... burn... your killing me inside! die... DIE!!! I'll kill you! One day! As yu sit there, looking all pretty.. I'll kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *fire at my eyes* ROAR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-7212641561887524993?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/7212641561887524993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=7212641561887524993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7212641561887524993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/7212641561887524993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2007/01/scream-scream-scream-for-your-life1.html' title='Scream! Scream! Scream for your life!!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-2817567508755500575</id><published>2006-12-31T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:40:55.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three posts in a day? That's wierd. I should've put them in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oooh? Three posts in a day? I should've put them in one... Anyway, I forgot to write about Traverse Town 2 and I don't like my posts to be so long. That's why I don't like "We went to the beach in 1969". It's so long, it makes me geram. Now, on to Traverse Town 2! Evolved Villian in Llama (i'll call her EVIL Raw) and Sora saw this statue. Under it, it had a sign that said "STATUE" Sora and EVIL Raw hated the statue, because they said it was Pure Evil! They said that the statue says bad words and pokes them with it's abnormally sharp stick. They even say that it teases everyone and mocks them right in front of their faces. The statue only talked when no one else was there. Sora said that it wants to pretend to everyone else that it's a NORMAL statue. Sora and EVIL Raw thought that STATUE was short for something. This is what they thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T.A.T.U.E = S- Sora, E- EVIL Raw, T-Tidus or anyone else that starts with letter T, U- Ukelele AND You and Me ("U n Me"), A- Angel or anything else that starts with the letter A, T- Termaculus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They thought it started from S, then E, then, well.. y'know, starts from the sides first (back and front). Then EVIL Raw said STATUE also means Eat U! (try scrambling the words around. You'll get "EAT U") So they (Sora and EVIL Raw) think that the statue wanna eat all the selected people. (eg. S- Sora, T-Tidus, U-Ukelele). So they gathered everyone and put them in cages. Then the statues light (it had a light bulb on it's head) on-d (past tense, dude). Then, the statue got off it spot on went to them. EVIL Raw and Sora were begging for forgivness. Then, the statue gave them their lost items and hit them and went back on it place. In the end, they found out that it wasnt mean and pure evil because Storm and Gambit made it and put it at the pond to find dropped (lost) items and return it back. It likes to make jokes and tease people just like Storm and Gambit and it doesn't say bad words, it just says Dumb and Stupid. EVIL Raw and Sora thought it was bad words because they forgot that Traverse Town 2 isn't radio. HAHAHAHA! After that EVIL Raw and Sora made a Island Resort at and island. They named the island Green Sea Island and the resort Green Sea Island Resort. And because today is Raya Haji, their wearing songkok. They wear all the cloths they have to at resorts/hotel because their the only employees. Kadaj and Nanaho not the jellies were wearing songkok too. Kadaj was wearing sampin. Riku not the batan was wearing Baju Melayu. Blue baju and Yellow sampin. Well, that's all. G'bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-2817567508755500575?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/2817567508755500575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=2817567508755500575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/2817567508755500575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/2817567508755500575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/three-posts-in-day-thats-wierd-i.html' title='Three posts in a day? That&apos;s wierd. I should&apos;ve put them in.'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-4004537302356030669</id><published>2006-12-31T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T18:41:15.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha!!! Or should I say, Selamat Hari Raya Haji! YAY! Today we went to Wah's house. We were one of the latest! When we arrived, Amira and Roslyn were lying down and watching the Omen. I bet it's a LAME movie. Oh, well. I sat down in front at the living room with all the adults because all my cousins were watching The Omen. I sat down infront of the coffee table and ate, ate, ate, ate... and 8!!! YAY! Ok, I'm just kidding... I ate some spice cake (I think it's spice cake.. or is it layer cake.. ahh, whatever! Kek Lapis it is!). Pandan spice cake! And then, I had BAKLAVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BAKLAVA! BAKLAVA! I LOVE BAKLAVA!! I only had two, though... mommy had five or six!!! WHOA! I only had two... Heeeee!!!! (crying like SuperMan in Traverse Town 2) Let's not talk about it... Ok. And then I had SATAY! SATAY! I LIKE SATAY! but not as much as Baklava.. Mmm... Anyway, then kakak took satay for mommy and she accidently took PERUT! Eeeew! After that, Uncle Fudin showed us (daddy, actually) his hand phone. It had GPRS (or something like that...). And then, he tracked Auntie Dezi! HAHA! Auntie Dezi was shocked because can just track her. Mommy didn't like it because has no privacy. Amirul said that he could hack through cameras (or webcams... or ... whatever?). Cool. Uncle Fudin's hand phone also had internet. He went to Google. Amirul was amazed. Amira's hand phone has it too, except hers is a flip phone which is MUCH cooler. Then, Seroja put on a pair of GOOFY (yes, I mean it - Goofy. It was so thick, she can't see through it) and some fake teeth. HAHAHA! It was real funny. Then, she took the whoopy cusion and sat on it. HAHA! It was soooo funny! Then, they had to go home, and so did we. And now, I'm here writing in my blog about today. I also wrote "I made a rendang" today because I had no time yesterday which was the day i made the rendang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-4004537302356030669?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/4004537302356030669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=4004537302356030669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/4004537302356030669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/4004537302356030669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/selamat-hari-raya-aidil-adha.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-5407967915957935226</id><published>2006-12-31T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:35:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a rendang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I made a rendang. Yep! YAY! The rendang was pretty good. I liked it. First, when it wasn't cooked, it looked sooo delicious! And then, after the meat started cooking, it didn't look good. Then, mommy added santan and it looked all bleh! Heheh. After that, she put this thing! I don't know what it is! It was in a small plastic packet. At the top was tied up, so it was small at the top. The plastick was all wrinkly. That thing that mommy put was in the fridge before this (not the freezer!), and it was all frozen! Our fridge is SO cold, it's even ok to keep the frozen food not in the freezer! HAHAHA! So, the thing was the shape of the plastic and was all wrinkly because the plastic was wrinkly! Eeew! Anyway, after that I left the kitchen for a while to use the computer.. the computer is sooo slow because of the earthquake in Taiwan (or Thailand?).. I hope there isn't another Tsunami. Oh well, Tsunami IS a good name. Anyway, I came back to help her and then she told me to taste it. I tasted it and it was good! I asked what did she put, but mommy doesn't know because she just put anything in it! YAY! Anything is good for your health!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-5407967915957935226?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/5407967915957935226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=5407967915957935226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/5407967915957935226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/5407967915957935226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-made-rendang.html' title='I made a rendang'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116731331538475302</id><published>2006-12-28T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:41:55.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NANAHO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have created a Nanaho. Ok, yeah, I know. My sister created him. But I made him on the computer. Yes. I made him on the computer. And now, you fellow people, can see how Nanaho truely looks. This picture may be blur, but that is, Nanaho. I made it blur for you people to think, "WHOA! WHo's that mysterious cool girl?" Yes. You read me. Mysterious cool GIRL. If you don't belive me, here is the picture. By the way, for those who think Kadaj looks soooo like a girl and always tease and mock him about being like a girl, get ready for a man, who REALLY, REALLY looks like a girl. For those who don't know he's a guy and didn't read this, but just saw the picture of Nanaho, then you'll defenately think it's a girl. No matter who you are, you WILL think she's.. oops! I meant to say &lt;em&gt;he's, &lt;/em&gt;a girl. So feast your eyes on... NANAHO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5077/849/320/876376/blur%20Nanaho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116731331538475302?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116731331538475302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116731331538475302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116731331538475302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116731331538475302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/nanaho.html' title='NANAHO!!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116730514873525442</id><published>2006-12-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:27:29.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sigh* today is a Wednesday and school is starting in exactly one week. Yep. It's on next week's Wednesday. 3rd January 2006.. Oh well. Haida got a letter from Sufiza. Heeeee (crying like SuperMan) I want a letter too!!! BATAN BATAN BATAN. Y'know, what. MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In Traverse Town 2 (yeah. I know I said that I wont write about Traverse Town 2 anymore, but, it just has sooo much to write about), they had a great feast at the Town Square. BOB? made Roast and Veggies and Fruit Sauce (no one ate the veggies because no one in Traverse Town 2 actually LIKES veggies). Evolved Villian in Llama made Lasagna. It was GREAT (i know it tastes good because evryone in Traverse Town 2 says so). It finished quickly, just like Nanaho's (jelly Nanaho ofcourse) scrambled eggs (everyone in Traverse Town 2 LOVES Nanaho Jelly's scrambled eggs). Sora made a jelly shaped of a BIG SHOE. Eeew. With a jelly shaped BIG FOOT inside it too. Yazoo made casarole. Actually, he didn't make it. He just bought it. HAHAHA! Sameth made Trout. Sameth DID make it because he LIKES to cook. HAHAHAHAHA! Riku (EVIL! but not so EVIL anymore because he has more of a life when Sameth the jelly had to be the Angel of Present and had to make Riku not EVIL anymore) made Ravioli, Ravioli something about Gravioli!!! Well, that's it. G'bye!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116730514873525442?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116730514873525442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116730514873525442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116730514873525442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116730514873525442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116731145492535980</id><published>2006-12-26T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:10:54.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Miracle (the prophecy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The prophecy... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say "My sister" I'm talking about my older sister, Noor Hannah AKA N.Hannah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mean people: Christine (Magic Clan, my sister's creation), Fox (Magic Clan, my sister's creation), Blain (Magic Clan, my sister's creation), Cloud Brown (Multiply of Cloud Strife, FFVII, Traverse Town 2), mean creatures from movies (such as; Kraken, Orcs, etc.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chosen ones (Heroes): Aero (multiply of the NOT Jelly Nanaho and friends with Leon), Leon (actually Squall, but changed his name to Leon because it's cooler and then multiplied and named the multiply Squall and now HATES Squall and says Squall is the enemy and the most evil of the evil and plan to attack Squall but in the end takes Squall to be part of the group to destroy all the evil), EVIL raw (AKA Evolved Villian in Llama, the kindest and Evolved Villian in Llama-est of all Evolved Villian in Llama which there is none because EVIL Raw is the only Evolved Villian in Llama there is), Cloud (Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy VII and really cool and AKA The Allmighty Cloud by Gambit and Storm because he built castles out of sand at Storm and Gambit's sand box and seem very, very HUGE to them because they are very, very, SMALL), Fire (My sister's creation. His [Fire] true name is Fironar Shire [i think]. So, if you put it together, its "FIRE". I don't know much about him. He actually has a past unlike everyone else in Traverse Town 2. He's an enigma..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVIL Raw grouped up the strongest people in Traverse Town 2, including, Kadaj, Nanaho, Loz, Coil, Gambit, Storm, Angel, all the Xmen, Kim Possible, Magic Clan, Kingdom Hearts characters but NOT Riku, Final Fantasy characters, and many, many, many more. She even got the Yu Yu Hakusho people (just so you know, my sister is a fan of Yu Yu Hakusho).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, the plan was, Sora, Storm and Gambit (the most annoying people in Traverse Town 2) have to be the "bait" and lure the people from the &lt;em&gt;School&lt;/em&gt; (the mean people. No seriously, it's not a KND kinda thing. The school is evil because Fox made it. He's the principle. He wants to take over Traverse Town 2 and KILL everyone in Traverse Town 2. I don't know why it's called School, but read me loud and clear, THIS IS NOT A KIDS NEXT DOOR AGAINST THE ADULTS AND SCHOOL TYPE OF THING!!) Then Sora, Storm and Gambit will annoy the HECK out of the School Bus Driver then toss him out of the bus and then steer the bus back to Traverse Town 2 so the group of Jellies (Kadaj and Nanaho multiplies) can go in then drive to the school and attack. Then, Sora, Storm and Gambit must bait another School Bus over and annoy the Bus Driver again then throw him out and go back to Traverse Town 2. Then everyone else goes in and heads for school. Then everyone must FIGHT! At first they were winning, but then when Cloud Brown came, everybody started to flee. Some people were destroyed (i don't wanna say killed...) by Cloud Brown. Jean (the Phoenix during the fight), Nanaho (not the Jelly), Fat Jelly Fat Jelly Leaf on The Head (Yazoo as a jelly. He's fat, silver and has a leaf on the head) and that's it, I think. After that, they all went into the School Bus (Sora, Storm and Gambit already annoyed the Bus Driver so it was empty) and then went back to Traverse Town 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At that moment, Riku (EVIL!), Yazoo (NOT Fat Jelly) and Sameth (the jelly) had to go to the North Pole for Sameth to get his full Angel Powers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way, Yuna, Rikku, Paine and SuperMan didn't go because their not so strong and Yuna is too inocent to kena anything in the battle because she's an inocent foolish little mayonaise that loves her lid (Mayonaise cover). But me and my sister decided to put the little Yuna, Yuna, Tuna infront of Cloud Brown and try talking to him. We put a shield on her so she wouldn't get hurt (ofcourse we can, we're the Translators). So, Yuna Tuna appeared infront of Cloud Brown. Cloud Brown tried to destroy her but he couldn't. Yuna just kept smiling and talking and.. erm.. dancing. Cloud Brown got SO GERAM he finally started speaking (before this, he doesn't speak because he's evil and just stares at people with his big blue eyes). He marah Yuna and asked her why wasn't she affraid of him. Yuna just said because because she didn't understand anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the North Pole, Sameth got his full angel powers and then went back to Traverse Town 2 with Yazoo and Riku. They went to Traverse Town 2 and met back up with EVIL Raw and all. Sameth was shining and was all white with butterfly looking wings. EVIL Raw thought he was the Christmas Miracle because he, RIku and Yazoo came to Traverse Town 2 in Santa's sleigh. EVIL Raw brought Sameth (and the rest of the group who fought in the war) to the School's courtyard. She showed Sameth and said that he will save them all, but then Sameth doesn't know what he could do. So EVIL Raw was angry and shook Sameth to tell him to do something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, Cloud Brown had already realized that he doesn't have to kill everyone just because he's mean and scary. So, he brought Yuna and went to the courtyard. Then, Fox told Cloud Brown to kill them all. Cloud Brown looked at Yuna and saw her smiling (she was smiling because she doesn't understand anything). So Cloud Brown didn;t kill them. Fox got angry then said that Cloud Brown in useless and pathetic. He disapeared. Traverse Town 2 was happy. Sameth then, flew up in the sky and made the people that were destroyed back and allright. Nanaho came back and said to Kadaj (both not the Jellies) that he (Nanaho) died and now can become souls. So, Kadaj and Nanaho both turned into souls and started flying about. Leon and Aero wanted to try and eat the souls so they tried to catch them. Everyone in Traverse Town 2 were happy and lived happily ever after. Christine has become good and Blain was for real always good from the start. EVIL Raw made portals and brought the people from the other traverse Town 2 back to their worlds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it all happened at exactly 12.00 am on Christmas Eve. Cool, eh? So, they all lived Happily Ever After. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except for Fox who just got away and there being an EVIL Raw on the loose (yes. The not Evolved Villian in Llama Raw broke her necklace and changed into a REAL EVIL Raw and NOT and Evolved Villian in Llama and just left because she is evil and is the demon of sorrow). So... MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116731145492535980?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116731145492535980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116731145492535980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116731145492535980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116731145492535980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-miracle-prophecy.html' title='Christmas Miracle (the prophecy)'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116663302211112678</id><published>2006-12-21T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:43:42.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more into the Family (YAY)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A few&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;days back (I forgot when) we went to McDonalds and I saw it - BEANIE BABIES! There were the small ones which came in the Happy Meal and normal sized (like Sizzle and all) which cost RM9.90. So, I ordered a Happy Meal and bought one Beanie Baby! YAY! It was funny because I was ordering a Happy Meal and acting like a kid because I wanted a beanie baby. The beanie baby that I got free for the Happy Meal was called Golden Arches. It's yellow and it doesn't really have fur (but it does). It looked a LOT like Cookie. Sizzle even thought it was Cookie at First. The bear that I bought was called Unity. On its tag it wrote "My Uni(ty) bear" the (ty) was the TY sign for TY beanie babies. Unity calls itself Utility because its foolish just like the rest of mine! Golden Arches is quite shy, but still speaks. Flaky doesn't speak but I don't think it's shy. Aero and Leon (from Traverse Town 2) can understand Flaky and Flaky can understand them (Aero and Leon also can't speak). Now then, I guess thats it for tonight. BYE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116663302211112678?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116663302211112678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116663302211112678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116663302211112678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116663302211112678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/two-more-into-family-yay.html' title='Two more into the Family (YAY)!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116538757370980247</id><published>2006-12-06T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:47:24.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal World is BACK, large and in charge!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5077/849/1600/707414/Sizzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5077/849/320/658524/Sizzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Sizzle! As I have said before, this is not MY real bear. I couldn't put it because I don't have the thingie-thingie. LOL. When I said thingie-thingie I remembered Captain Jack Sparrow (I like to call him Captain) saying, 'Where's my thump-thump?' when the jar of dirt broke and he was looking for the heart which he called "thump-thump". HAHAHAHAHA! That's so funny. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, enough about Captain Jack Sparrow, more about A DOM-! A dom- is a domut but in short. Sizzle nowadays says a dom- not a domut. It (not he nor her) rarely says a domut. I dunno why. I'll never understand that little bear. It's SO cute. Last time, Sizzle and the rest of the animals (Sizzle, Sherbet, Decade and Snow Decade, Haunt, Flaky, Moon, Soup, Cookie, Valentine, Tom, etc.) went to New Orleans (fake, ofcourse) to help the animals because of the Hurricane Katrina (is that how ya spell it?). They were helping donate and help the animals find their owners. It's kinda wierd though but it's so very nice of them. I'm so proud of my little stuffed animals. Ofcourse I know their STUFFED animals. Well, it's like Pooh Bear. Awwh.. Pooh is SO cute. I like all of them because their all so foolish and cute. HAHAHAHAHA! My animals are also so foolish. Maybe even more foolish than Pooh and friends. Their also REALLY cute too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116538757370980247?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116538757370980247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116538757370980247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116538757370980247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116538757370980247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/animal-world-is-back-large-and-in.html' title='Animal World is BACK, large and in charge!!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116538629307719221</id><published>2006-12-06T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:29:04.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.. Poor little things... *waaaah*!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've realized something. I write less about my stuffed animals... I'm going to write less about Traverse Town 2 because Traverse Town 2 has it's own blog! YAY! Oh yeah, you read me, it's OWN blog. Actually, it's Sameth's blog but still! People of Traverse Town 2 can write in it too. But it'll mostly be about Sameth because it IS his blog. Well, that's it then. I'm just typing this to inform you about Sameth's blog. The URL is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traverse-town-2.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.traverse-town-2.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Go there, PLEASE. It may only have a few posts (one, at the moment) but maybe you'd like to know more about the characters (or Sameth). I deleted all the recent posts about Traverse Town 2 and the characters. I found it stupid eventhough what I wrote about Angel was really funny, I had to delete them. Traverse Town 2 has it's own blog now so it's sorta like you know their personality and what their thinking because.. it IS a blog. Ok. I'll be off. Maybe the next posts will be more about my stuffed animals (hopefully). I might even put some pictures of Sizzle or Sherbet (but not exactly MINE. I just take pictures off the internet because I don't have the card reader thingie). So, see ya later. Sayonara, bub.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116538629307719221?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116538629307719221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116538629307719221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116538629307719221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116538629307719221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-poor-little-things-waaa_116538629307719221.html' title='Oh.. Poor little things... *waaaah*!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116530764575300977</id><published>2006-12-05T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:48:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We went to the beach on 1969 (No we didn't)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, my family and I went to the beach with my cousins. We had a great time swimming and making sand-castles. We lived happily ever after. The end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, right!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was nothing like that at all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was like this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn and her family arrived at our house at about 8.30 am. I opened the gate and greeted them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blah, blah, blah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok. After Auntie Mawa helped save our fish and admired our rabbit, we all left to go to the beach. We (Everyone excluding Auntie Mawa and Uncle Ruslan) had no idea what beach we're going to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn didn't even know that we were going to the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we arrived at the beach, we all took our stuff out of the car and brought them to an empty picninc table.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa and Uncle Ruslan went off to look for a place to have our picnic (y'know, at the beach. On the sand). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone was staring at us and whispering to each other. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think it was because we were all talking in English.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They were so &lt;em&gt;kampung. &lt;/em&gt;Amirul said to shout out, "CITY PEOPLE!" because of how we were dressed and the way we speak and act.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few minutes later, after I joined my parents observe two monkies fighting for food, Auntie Mawa and Uncle Ruslan came back with information about us being in the wrong place. We had to go back into the car and drive through the other way to go to the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, we took our stuff and brought them back into the car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haida and Roslyn swithed places so Haida would be in Auntie Mawa's (or Uncle Ruslan) car with Seroja (Roslyn's sister) and Roslyn in our car with us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We drove (our parents, ofcourse) through the other entrance and arrived at the beach. It was a two second drive if you ask me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We took all our stuff and searched for a shady place to have a picnic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We saw a few other people having picnics too. They placed their picnic mat right in front of their cars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It looked lame because it was like having a picnic at the parking area.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we lay our picnic mat and put up our tent, all the people who were having picnics at the parking area were staring at us. They even came out of their tent to stare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Autie Mawa, Uncle Ruslan and Amirul put up the tent while Roslyn, my sister and I went to go walk by the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, there was no water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We came in the morning, that was the time &lt;em&gt;air surut. &lt;/em&gt;So we just walked on the damp sand talking about how far at the back the water was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haida and Seroja took out their shovels and buckets, sat down on the sand and built sand-castles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa was fully prepared for the picnic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She brought a small table (a Korean bed and breakfast table), a brush (somewhat a short broom) for sweeping the sand on the picnic mat and a fly swatter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said that she had forgotten to bring her portable fan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister (I'll call her, Kakak because that's what I call her) looked down to the ground and said about how we used to pick up crabs and put them in a bucket. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn found it intresting and took a bucket from Seroja and Haida and went to pick up crabs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She called them Swirllers because the swirl around to make holes to hide in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a long while of doing nothing, we bought ice-cream and sat down on a tree stump staring into the vast horizon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We saw all the people far away walking aroundby the water (I told you, the water was SO far away at the back).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wondered what would be at the back there for we did not know of the water being WAY at the back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Roslyn wanted to go walk to see what it was over there but Kakak didn't because she said she tired, but she went anyway (Hehehehe).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked quite far until we found ourselves stopping infront of a HUGE puddle of water (or mud).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn said that we had to go forth, so we steped into the icky, sticky bleh-y mud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a few minutes of struggling through, we found our selves stuck (Aaaah)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn said to take off our shoes so we wont get stuck. Kakak and Roslyn took off their shoes and walked straight. They reached the end of the puddle and were back on dry land (or sand).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I, for one, was still stuck because I stubbornly continued wearing my shoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried to lift me left foot but it was no use. I tried continuesly and finally, SPLAT -- I fell into the icky muddy water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My hands all muddy, I stripped off my shoes and ran across as fast as I could (It wasn't really fast because I was still in the mud).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I reached the dry sand and looked my feet (Eeew!), It was all muddy! I asked for a tissue to whipe my hands. Roslyn gave me a wet-whipe and saw my muddy hands, 'Why did you touch the mud?' she said as she did not see me fall into the mud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told her and took the wet-whipe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I whiped my hands, but it was still dirty and sticky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We continued to walk straight. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked through another puddle, but this time it wasn't muddy and sticky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was clean water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We washed our feet, hands and shoes there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked some more and went through another puddle of clean water -- It was slightly deeper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had fun splashing in the water and looking at the crabs and snails we found on the ground.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn said that it would be much more fun if we had brought the camera along, so we walked back towards our picnic area.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went through the puddles but this time without much trouble because we took off our shoes all the way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we reached the tent, we took the camera (not ours, Roslyn's family camera because we forgot to bring it), a can of Mr. Potato, three boxes ice lemon tea &lt;em&gt;(minuman kotak) &lt;/em&gt;and our sunglasses for a more thrilling walk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy said to us, 'Your having fun? Good. PLEASE, go.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was shooing us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grrr...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, we left wearing sunglasses holding a plastic bag with Mr. Potato and ice lemon tea inside and started our journey (LOL. It was just walking to see what was over there).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We crossed the three pervious puddles having little trouble as for it is our third time through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked and walked until we reached the fourth puddle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The water wasn't as clean as the second and third but wasn't as bad as the first. The water was shallow and warm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After crossing the fourth puddle, we went on to the fifth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stepped into it. It was cold and mushy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was pretty shallow at first. We continued walking and then -- WHOOSH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We fell into the mud. The water was knee-high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was mushy and bleh but we were still able to move because we took off our shoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We walked on but suddenly, we felt something sharp (not too sharp) and and moving. Roslyn screamed first then later me and kakak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eeew! It was horrible! It felt like we were stepping on.. erm.. coral? Eew.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ran and quickly reached the dry sand. Roslyn and kakak were still in there. I found it funny, so I took out the camera and took a picture of them struggling (HAHAHAH! It was funny!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once they got out, we walked on and reached the last puddle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was shallow and warm. Sometimes even hot like boilinh water (ouch!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, it was just sand! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We found lots of dead fishes on the ground. They looked like sardine (as Seroja said).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We picked them up by the tail and piled them together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man, did they STINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After we piled about 15 to 20 fishes, I took a picture of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn even held up a fish and pretended to eat it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took a picture of that. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we got a phone call from Mommy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She told us to go back because we were going to go home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT?! When we were having so much fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But me and Roslyn took some time and ran to the ocean. We got in until knee-high. Oh, how wonderfull that felt (yeah, right).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we walked back towards the tent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we were walking, we saw Mommy, Daddy, Auntie Mawa, Uncle Ruslan, Haida and Seroja coming towards us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn tried to call them to go into the water vy saying things like, 'AAH! OOHH! RWAAH!' and pointing towards the ocean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They continued walking forth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We crossed the puddles to go to them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We stopped in the mud and called to them. We had trouble getting out though. We were stuck again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa said we can't go because the tide is coming in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We refused.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We aslo shoed them the pictures we took. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa saw the ocean and said that maybe we could go, just for a while. Ten minutes, ONLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We rushed back to the ocean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of them (Mommy, Daddy, Auntie Mawa, Uncle Ruslan, Haida, Seroja) took the long way around so that they wouldn't have to go through the mud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we still went through the mud because that was the FUN thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roslyn sat in the water once we reached the ocean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few minutes later, Mommy called us to go back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We followed them and went through the less muddy way because we were already hot and tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa and Daddy showed us the crabs they got.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, man, were they BIG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They got three crabs and showed how fierce they were by poking them with sticks. Haida and I stopped them from torturing the creatures for their own entertainment. Auntie Mawa brought them back to the water so that they would live happily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, we all went to the rest room. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We didn't go in because it was SO expensive. Have to pay RM0.30 just to go in. RM0.50 to shower.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we just stood out there and washed our feet at some small wading pool infront of the restroom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all (me, Roslyn and Kakak) planed to go to Kota Permai (a club house) to go swimming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But in the end we didn't go because we were too darn tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auntie Mawa and Uncle Ruslan bought clams to bring back and eat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So at home, Auntie Mawa and I had to scrape off all the dirt from those clams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHEW, it was tiring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, we all took a nice shower (man, that was refreshing).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I even played Marvel Nemesis with Amirul. I beat him about 3 to 5 times? He won twice. Or was it three times? Amirul was pretty ticked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, me and Roslyn played SpongeBob Lights, Camera, Pants on the PS2. Roslyn forced me to play it with her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, Mommy and Daddy brought Auntie Mawa and Uncle Ruslan to see our new house and once they came home, Roslyn and all had to leave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, thats it I guess. Erm.. I hope I get to write about next weeks BBQ. All our relatives are coming. That it then. Good day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116530764575300977?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116530764575300977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116530764575300977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116530764575300977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116530764575300977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-went-to-beach-on-1969-no-we-didnt_04.html' title='We went to the beach on 1969 (No we didn&apos;t)!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116404335753662528</id><published>2006-11-21T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:22:37.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beggining...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna tell you about Traverse Town 2 from the begining. I'm gonna tell you about how it was even before Traverse Town 2. When all of them were at the black spot (the black spot is just a blank place were its all black and all the characters just gather around and talk)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It all started like this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and my sister were playing Xmen Legends (great game). She was being Storm while I was being Gambit. We started making them say things and somehow, talk. So, Gambit was always bothering Storm and playing around so Storm is akways losing her temper and start shouting at Gambit and all that. So, as Srorm and Gambit started talking, so did the other Xmen. Each of them had their own personalities. Here are some example of their personalities:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean: Daring and allways doing dangerous things (eg. fly around above holes where she can fall in bacause this is from the Xmen Legends game)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cyclops: Always wishing he could fly and singing the goofer goober (from SpongeBob) song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gambit: So naughty and always bothering Storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Storm: So manly (because for some reason, she has super strength in the game) and always marah Gambit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iceman: So perasan thinking he's too cool for school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wolverine: Always saying,"bub" at the end of every sentence (he said "bub" in Xmen evolution alot times so...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bishop: Likes to eat spicy food (spicy food in our make belive world makes your hair fly off. Thats why Bishop's bald)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rogue: So foolish and doesn't understand anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... and the rest of them aren't really so... MAIN.. you know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, from there, they just kept talking and talking.. so.. eometimes, even when we aren't playing Xmen, we make them come and talk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later on, we started to add characters from movies and games that we like. eg. Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, Lord of the Rings, etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So all the characters gather there every day and... erm... talk. Then, they decided to make the "black place" into a town. Leon said to call it Traverse Town 2 and everyone agreed to make Storm mayor of the town.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's all you need to know about the history of Traverse Town 2 and how it all began.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116404335753662528?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116404335753662528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116404335753662528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116404335753662528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116404335753662528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/11/beggining.html' title='The Beggining...'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116404168786172086</id><published>2006-11-21T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:56:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An explanation about Traverse Town 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;All of you must be so confused about this Traverse Town 2.. But I'll try to explain everything to you in a short and simple explanation. Traverse Town 2 is a town that we (me and my sister) made up. We make these characters (from movies, games and books that we like or know of) talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we just say things like, Kadaj said, "hi" It's like a book except without a paper.. Or a book. We just say it. Then we are called the translators. We are the ones who made them say all these things (like a director in a movie). So we just say things like, Kadaj said, "hi." and then we say, "hi" because we, the translators, are talking to them (the characters. eg. Kadaj). Then, Kadaj will reply so we say, "kadaj said" so it'll be like this; Kadaj said, "okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's confusing but please try your best to understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each of them (characters from Traverse Town 2) call themselves "He" or "She". Ok, I'll tell you why. It's because we, me and my sis, are TRANSLATING them. Ok. Understand so far? Good.&lt;br /&gt;So for real, they aren't speaking (of course not, their make belive.. But that's not what I mean). So we say, "Kadaj said he doesn't like hotdogs." Got it? Ok, I'll make an example of a conversation between us, the Translators, Yazoo and Kadaj. (It'll be in dialog so it's easier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said hello&lt;br /&gt;My sis: Hi.. (saying to Kadaj)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said okay...&lt;br /&gt;My sis: Right... Hey, Kadaj. Where's Yazoo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said he doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;My sis: Call Yazoo.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said ok.. YAZOO!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yazoo said what?! He's right here you know!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said okay...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yazoo said why you sound so malas? (to Kadaj)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kadaj said he doesn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand now? If you don't, just try and re-read it. Maybe you'll understand on your third time. Third time's the charm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116404168786172086?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116404168786172086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116404168786172086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116404168786172086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116404168786172086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/11/explanation-about-traverse-town-2.html' title='An explanation about Traverse Town 2'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116403777751598876</id><published>2006-11-20T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:49:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sora: The seaweed is always greener!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5077/849/1600/seeweed.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5077/849/320/seeweed.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a picture of Sora from Kingdom Hearts 1 the world of Atlantica. I'm gonna write the lyrics to the song Under the Sea because Sora sang it in Kingdom Hearts 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under the Sea by Sora, Ariel, Sabastian, Goofy and Donald.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seaweed is alwys greener in somebody else lake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You dream about groeing up there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But that is a big mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just look at the world around you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right here on the oceon floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such wonderfull things around you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more is you looking for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darling it's better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Down where it's wetter take it from me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up on the shore they work all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out in the sun they slave away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While we devoting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full time to floating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- music --&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA (snails: under the sea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA (snails: under the sea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since life is sweet here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got the beat naturally (snails: naturally)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even the sturgeon and the ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They got the urge to start and play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got the spirit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got to hear it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA (snails: under the sea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA (snails: under the sea)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where the sardine begin the beguine it's music to me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do they got? A lot of sand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We got a hot crustacean band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each little clam here &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know how to jam here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each little slug here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cutting a rug here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each little snail here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No time to wail here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's why it's hotter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under the water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya, were in luck here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under the muck here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDER THE SEA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116403777751598876?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116403777751598876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116403777751598876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116403777751598876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116403777751598876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/11/sora-seaweed-is-always-greener.html' title='Sora: The seaweed is always greener!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116069804506045712</id><published>2006-10-13T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T01:01:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traverse Town 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I have to explain to you what traverse Town 2 really is. Characters from every movie, every book, and every cartoon come together. Just like Traverse Town in Kingdom Hearts. But this is all MAKEBELIEVE (unlike Kingdom Hearts which is a game)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;It's kinda like my bears and animal world. All the characters in Traverse Town 2 don't act how they really act in the movies (or whatever it is they came from). For example, Jean Grey, from Xmen, is suppose to be perfect (smart, pretty, athletic, strong, etc) in the Xmen movie and comics. But in Traverse Town 2, Jean is in a society called the APPS (anti perfect people society). Where Jean and Kim (Kim Possible) attck and torture perfect people. They lock them (perfect people) in cells and torture them every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Remamber The Phoenix?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Jean multiplied (remember, MAKEBELIVE) and her multiplication of her is named The Phoenix. But The Phoenix doesn't act like The Phoenix from the movie or the comics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;For real, Treverse Town 2 all started out by Kimahri (Final Fantasy X). I started making parodies of Final Fantasy and called it the Kimahri Story. Later on, we (me and my sister, Hannnah) started adding in characters from other movies, games and books. We made most (almost, almost all) the characters foolish, funny and just plain CRAZY in this Traverse Town 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;My sister's creations are also in this. Such as her story (which i'm sure is going to be a great hit in the future) the Magic Clan. It's about 7 kids (teenagers and one 10 year old) have these super awsome powers. The dark side of one of the characters in Magic Clan (Raw) escaped and now roams free known as EVIL Raw. But because everyone in Traverse Town 2 are so foolish, their not scared of her and says she's not evil. EVIL Raw for real is a demon of sorrow and is really EVIL! But all of them in Traverse Town 2 don't think she is, and they think the word "EVIL" in front of her name is just a shortform for something. Kadaj (Final Fantasy VII: advent children), who is one of the STUPIDEST said that the word "EVIL" in front of her name means "Evolved Villian in Llama" Evolved Villian in Llama always tries to be EVIL. She's always very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;malas&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116069804506045712?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116069804506045712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116069804506045712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116069804506045712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116069804506045712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/10/traverse-town-2.html' title='Traverse Town 2'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-116062547431663830</id><published>2006-10-12T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:00:54.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, YES, YES, YES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello! I'm BACK! I have so much to talk about! Such as my stuffed animals and something real new! It's called TREAVERSE TOWN 2! Yup, you heard me, TREAVERSE TOWN 2!!! It's where characters from all around the world live in. Theres Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, Xmen, Spongebob Squarepants, Spiderman, Narnia and SO SO much more! Everyone acts different from the real one, but OH WELL!!! There is so much to write about, like about Kadaj when he first met Nanaho (my sister's own creation)! Or when Evolved Villian in Llama (EVIL Raw) saves the world countless of times (also my sisters own creation)! My stuffed animals also can go to Treaverse Town 2! YAY! Mue...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-116062547431663830?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/116062547431663830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=116062547431663830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116062547431663830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/116062547431663830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-yes-yes-yes.html' title='YES, YES, YES, YES!!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111268513885836974</id><published>2005-04-06T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T15:12:18.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW MANY DECADES ON A RUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;A Decade, Decade, Decade on a run, run, run, a Decade, Decade, Decade on a run, run, run.... You know my Decades. The purple(Decade) and the white(Sno Decade). I haven't put any posts lately...... Hello are you a-talking about a muffin?? I'm watching Mr. Bean! Hey,  oh I forgot.... um, oh yeah. I was about to write the title How many years but then I remebered that my blog is about my stuffed animals. So I wrote Decade my bear! Hahahahahahahaaaa.... I have a Tag Board. Ya know what, I just realized that! My bears(Decade and Snow Decade) sang a song. It goes like this, It went up the hill, it went up the hill, and then it reabelized, no a Snow Decade, it went....(it says the same words) I have to go and mengaji. A domut.  A domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a JUMP a SEPELIT! Peanuts with juice.....  Chocobos' are so cute! Um, fried jelly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111268513885836974?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111268513885836974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111268513885836974' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111268513885836974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111268513885836974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-many-decades-on-run.html' title='HOW MANY DECADES ON A RUN!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111181329239148993</id><published>2005-03-26T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T13:01:32.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMUT to DOMUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;A domut. I just watched Pooh Bear! I like Pooh. A domut. I had merentas desa. Whatever that is? Do you wanna chat with Sizzle or Sherbet or any other animals? Just type the name. These are the animals you can chat with. Um, Haunt, Cookie, Valentine- wait you can check there names at the title My Stuffed Animals. A domut. Flaky always has tuition on Mon-Fri at 8 till 9pm. Soup is always studying at 3 till 3.30pm. Sizzle, Sherbet and Tom have school in the morning at 8 till 9.30am. Tom and the rest of them have school at 2 till 3.30pm. Tom and Flaky also have school at 4 till 6pm. Tom has morning school, afternoon school and university. So does Flaky. Don't ask me why I named the title Domut to Domut. I think its funny. Don't worry, if you wanna talk with Tom, I'll call it. It always  &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ponteng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;school. Heheheheheee... A DOMUT! I wanna buy Final Fantasy. A domut. Please use the tagboard thingie! Or use the vote casterthingie. Or maybe comment me. A domut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111181329239148993?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111181329239148993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111181329239148993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111181329239148993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111181329239148993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/domut-to-domut.html' title='DOMUT to DOMUT!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111121246906449112</id><published>2005-03-19T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T14:07:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nancy isn't gonna scare me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I watched my mother play NANCY DREW! But guess what? I didn't get to sleep last night. Kidding! I think. I'm compeyused a domut. Wanna know the real thingie? I DID get to sleep last night! YEYEYEYEYEYEEE!!! I dunno what to write... but all I know is that Nancy(Nancy Drew) isn't gonna scare me! I'm upstairs writing this while my mother is playing....hey, a SpongeBob the Movie song! I wanna sing along, (*singing*) they said " I think we hit a wall, I think we hit a phycic wall....." The song is still continueing. I hate the vedeo clip. Its really, um, foolish. I like dat movie its funny. A domut.Whatever it is, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a GOOFY GOOBER!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!! I thought that was da funiest! I keep reapiting it over and over! What day is it today?? Whatever it is soon is SCHOOL!!! WaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaH! I hate school. Its scary.. Hey whoever thats reading this please do the vote casting thingie. Pelease. Are you sure? Then its correct. I wanna watch Lord of the Rings. A domut. It is a Sher-a-bet.... Oooooh.. so are you a-talking about a muffin? I'm gonna watch my mum play Nancy Drew. My mum found some secret passageway. She wrote down some password. Above the password said "picture". My father said Nancy Drew a picture of Nancy Drew. Get it? Hey did you realize what I added(other then this entry)? Pineapple syrup...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111121246906449112?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111121246906449112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111121246906449112' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111121246906449112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111121246906449112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/nancy-isnt-gonna-scare-me.html' title='Nancy isn&apos;t gonna scare me!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111115849037408526</id><published>2005-03-18T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:08:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I added something. But what??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;If you were smart then you will realize that I just added something!! Hahahaha!! Are you smart enough to realize that I added something? If I didnt make this blog, I wouldnt realize it.... Wait, that must mean I'm, I'm, not smart.... WAAAAHH!!! By the way, you could see that I posted more than one blog today! Thats because the internet didnt work. Always doesnt work! A domut! Wonder if I can sleep tonight. I dont think so. I just watched my mother play Nancy Drew again! Scary.... so are you a-talking about a muffin? I'm going off the subject! Did you realize what I added? Please do the vote casting thingie!! Please and thank you! Thats what Kim Possible will say. HAHAHAHAH!!! Oopasee... I wanna add pictures of my stuffed animals!! GGGRR!! My father never lets me! (actualy he always does, HAHAHAHAHA!!!) I added a link kinda thingie. Go to my sisters blog, if you dare. HAHAHAHAHA!!!(crazy again) also go to Melissa's blog(whoever that is, HAHAHAHAHA!!!) Melissa is my sister's best friend(i think, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!) YAY! Im crazy. True, true. A lobical, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;lobical(logical). What song is this. You know the one that keeps repeating over and over again, HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I dunno the name of this song either.... Oh well whoever does please coment me! Whatever it is i like this song.. LALALALALALA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *somebody* &lt;em&gt;this person must go to mental hospital...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111115849037408526?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111115849037408526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111115849037408526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111115849037408526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111115849037408526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-added-something-but-what.html' title='I added something. But what??'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111112327320064539</id><published>2005-03-18T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T13:22:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I finaly remeberded while i was copying the lirics! Hooray! I just wanted to tell you about, um, I FORGOT!!! Waaaah!!! Hey I remeberd while i was writing myself crying! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I wanted to tell you about my stuffed animals. My animals can go to animal world! Thats their world. They can play and talk with me at our world. When they are at animal word, we cant talk to them unless i call them. The way is to shake them, hit them or shake them, hit them and call them! At animal world my stuffed animals have their own home and school. Animal world also has a shopping mall, restraunt, hotels and in animal world they can also go to other countries or states. But when they go to other countries they have to go by aeroplane. Which is expensive for them. One animal costs about 7animal coins I think... I dunno how much that is though. To go back to the real world they have to POOF here. They have poofers. Those thingies are like handphones but it brings them back to our world. New poofers are more easy and faster. Some poofers allow them to record sounds and when they poof it will have the recorded sound!! Some sounds are only POOF. Well, thats all I want to talk about I guess..(im crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111112327320064539?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111112327320064539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111112327320064539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112327320064539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112327320064539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/animal-world.html' title='Animal world!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111112240306601660</id><published>2005-03-18T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T13:07:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot what to write about!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Just now I got the idea of what to say. Now I forgot it. Hi. I forgot what to write about... so I'll just write the liricks of Blue "curtain falls"!! I bought the Original CD! Remember I did NOT copy this from a website!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;We come frome humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;beginnings and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;who could have guessed it when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;you sit and doubt it and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;thigs aint all that bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;but we made it through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;its like a game of truth and dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;if you can make it her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;you'll make it anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;thats what we've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;but the stories getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;tofether we faced the cold outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;no one can say we didn't try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and i will never give you up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;or let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;together we faced our final fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;remember the moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;that we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;thats why I'll never give you you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;up or let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;We'll be ready when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;curtain might fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;feel my heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;when the crowd calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I gotta read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;cuz im living out the script of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;cuz we all got a part we must play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and I've done it but I've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;it my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I gotta read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Oohh (oohh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;in the script of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;we started out many years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;no one will ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;how far we've really come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;since we walkd away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and no more words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and we made a lot of sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;undid a lot of ties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;fought a lot of fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;to get where we are now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;just dont ask me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;together we faced the cold outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;no one can say we didn't try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;and i will never give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;up or let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;together we faced our final fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;remeber the moments that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;thats why I'll never give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;up or let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;That was the best song EVER!!! Waaahhh!! If Sizzle was here, it will say that this song is muching(touching)! Dont worry, I dont get that bear either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111112240306601660?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111112240306601660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111112240306601660' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112240306601660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112240306601660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-forgot-what-to-write-about.html' title='I forgot what to write about!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-111112059313735945</id><published>2005-03-18T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T12:42:15.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!! * everybody * AAAAHH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LALAALALA!! I got nothing to write.. Who knows about Final Fantasy coment me and say, ME!! I'm going loony right now. I just watched my mother play Nancy Drew.. AAH!! So scary( i watched her play last night). I couldnt sleep. But that dosnt mean Im a baby!! Grrrr!!! A domut. I'm gonna give yall a fact!! Sherbets' forget everything after they say, " are you a-talking about a muffin? " Its true!! I'm gonna make a comic! Its titled Hippie Dudes! yes, it may be very odd but I like it. I dont care if nobody buys it(cries). WAAAAH!!! So are you a-talking about a muffin? I got Sims2! Whatever that means!! HAHAHAHAHA!! "now that were men,I changed my underwear, now that were men, we have a manly flair(if dats how ya spell it).." thats a song from SpongeBob the Movie!! Its wacky!! If theres any Blue fans out there I wanna here ya say, A DOMUT!!! A domut, domut, domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, adomut domut domut, a JUMP A SEPELIT!!! One time I found this thingie that said write whatever you want and it will say it(in the internet) I wrote A domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a JUMP a SEPELIT!! It sounded funny... she couldnt say it!!! HAHAHAHAA!!! My bear Soup, it use to have bad scores 4 its exam. Now It got good scores. Its moto(not actually a moto cuz it found a paper that said it and my bear thought it was its fortune) is Stuby, stuby, stuby!! (stuby means study it cant speak correctly either)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-111112059313735945?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/111112059313735945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=111112059313735945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112059313735945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/111112059313735945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-back-everybody-aaaahh.html' title='Im back!! * everybody * AAAAHH!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-110951268348417857</id><published>2005-02-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T21:58:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm... A sepelit!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hav a new friend! Her name is... (teng, teng teng..) I FORGOT!! Hahahahahaha! I'm very forgetful ju&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;t like Sizzle and Sherbet! I'm gonna giv yall proof that Sherbet is SO forgetful!! Once, Sherbet was spring cleaning. So, it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;angkat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(pick up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all its furniture. It was to lazy to put them all back. So, it sleep on the floor. The next day, it thought it got ROBBED!! A domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a JUMP a SEPELIT!! HAHAHAHAHAH!! So FOOOOOLISH!! Isn't that right? Hehehehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;CHOCOBO!!! Chases everybody into the LAUT(sea)!!! LALALALALA(crazy)!!! By the way, WIGGLE-DOODLES!! Chachachacha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-110951268348417857?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/110951268348417857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=110951268348417857' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110951268348417857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110951268348417857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/02/ummm-sepelit.html' title='Ummm... A sepelit!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-110872513812472854</id><published>2005-02-18T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T19:19:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TIME-A-PILL</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! I just watched The Day After Tomorrow. It scary!!! A domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a JUMP a SEPELIT!! The scariest part was the tidal wave!! I don't think it was so fun.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually I do think its fun!! A funny, a funny!! Yes, yes!! Heeeeeeeeeeeeello!! A Decade, Decade, Decade, on a run, run, run, a Decade, Decade, Decade, on a run, run, run!! "Look what Sizzle got! A time-a-PILL!!! *chew*...Heello!! Look what Sizzle got! A time-a-PILL!! *chew*... Heello!! Look what Sizzle got! A time-a-PILL!! *chew*...... (continues 4eva'!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hehehehehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;CHOCOBO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocobo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is a bird in FINAL FANTASY!! Do you know it? Maybe you do!! Maybe you dont....HMMMMM....do you? Maybe, maybe not, maybe, MAYBE NOT!!! Yeyeyeyeye!(ceraaaazzy) A DOMUT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-110872513812472854?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/110872513812472854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=110872513812472854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110872513812472854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110872513812472854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/02/time-pill.html' title='A TIME-A-PILL'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10789036.post-110821863495365506</id><published>2005-02-12T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:30:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY STUFFED ANIMALS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a newbie so I got nothing to say but just to sing a song... a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a domut, a domut, a domut domut domut, a JUMP a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SEPELIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"!!! Thats my fav. song that my bear made(I'm crazy)!! My bear that made it is Sizzle!! Thats Its name!! Lets see how many bears I got. Ted, Sizzle, Soup, Decade, Snow Decade, Haunt, Valentine, Moon, Cookie, Sherbet and Flaky!! Yay! I got 11 bears!! I also have a dinasour named Gigi!! My bear can't say doughnut so it says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;domut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and it can't say split so it says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sepelit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. All my stuffed animals aren't male or female!! Except Gigi. Its a male.. I think. My bears aren't male or female but they r not GAY!!! GRRRRRR!!! Well, my animals cant speak.. but I translate(is that how ya spell it? Oh well) them. O, I got another song from Decade &amp;amp; Snow Decade(both Decades but Snow Decade is white): a Decade, Decade, Decade, a Decade, Decade, Decade, a Decade, Decade, Decade on a run, run, run(continues 4ever)!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;A blog about Traverse Town 2 and my stuffed animals. yes. You heard me. Traverse Town 2. Not Traverse Town. It's a parody sorta like thingie. Well. Please visit my blog and see the picture of Nanaho who is from Traverse Town 2. Not a real human so don't be freaked out. BYE!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10789036-110821863495365506?l=sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/feeds/110821863495365506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10789036&amp;postID=110821863495365506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110821863495365506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10789036/posts/default/110821863495365506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sizzleisadomut.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-stuffed-animals.html' title='MY STUFFED ANIMALS!!!'/><author><name>Hajer Nasir</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC5-PnkoCUE/Tw20nAtVhOI/AAAAAAAACOg/EG7JYC4fhM8/s220/IMG_058422.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
