<?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-19948207</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:16:15.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-114334049060325870</id><published>2006-03-25T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T18:38:03.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;นิทานของ&lt;/span&gt;ความรัก&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;กาลครั้งหนึ่งมานานแล้ว มีเกาะแห่งหนึ่งซึ่งรวบรวมความรู้สึกทั้งหมดอาศัยอยู่ด้วยกัน ความสุข ความเศร้า ความรู้ และอื่นๆ รวมทั้ง&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;วันหนึ่งมีประกาศไปยังความรู้สึกทั้งหมดว่าเกาะกำลังจะจม ดังนั้นทั้งหมดจึงได้เตรียมเรือเพื่อที่จะหนีออกจากเกาะ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;เท่านั้นที่ตัดสินใจอยู่บนเกาะ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ต้องการที่จะอยู่จนกระทั่งวินาทีสุดท้าย เมื่อเกาะเกือบจะจมแล้ว &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;จึงตัดสินใจขอความช่วยเหลือ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ความรวยแล่นเรือผ่าน ความรวยตอบว่า "ไม่ได้หรอก...ฉันรับเธอไม่ได้ เพราะเรือฉันน่ะเต็มไปด้วยทองและเงินแล้ว มันไม่มีที่ให้เธอหรอก"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ตัดสินใจจะถามความเห็นแก่ตัวซึ่งผ่านมาเหมือนกันด้วย "เรือลำงาม ความเห็นแก่ตัวช่วยฉันด้วย"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"ฉันช่วยคุณไม่ได้หรอก &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt; คุณน่ะทั้งเปียกอาจจะทำให้เรือฉันเปียกด้วย" ความเศร้าได้พายเรือเข้ามา &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ก็ได้ขอความช่วยเหลืออีก&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"ความเศร้าอนุญาตให้ฉันขึ้นเรือคุณน่ะ" "โอ้&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt; ฉันกำลังเศร้ามากเลย ฉันต้องการอยู่คนเดีนว ขอโทษนะ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ความสุขได้ผ่าน&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ไปเหมือนกัน แต่เขาไม่ได้ยินแม้เสียงร้องเรียกขอความช่วยเหลือของ&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;เพราะมัวแต่กำลังสุข &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ทันใดนั้น มีเสียงหนึ่งดังขึ้นมา "มานี่&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ฉันจะรับคุณไปเอง" เสียงนั้นเป็นเสียงของคนแก่คนหนึ่ง &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;รู้สึกขอบคุณและดีใจเป็นอย่างมาก&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;จนลืมถามชื่อว่าใครคือผู้ใจดีผู้นั้น เมื่อพวกเขามาถึงแผ่นดิน คนแก่ก็จากไปตามทางของเขา &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;นึกขึ้นมาได้ว่าลืมถามชื่อชายแก่คนนั้น&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;จึงถามความรู้ และคนแก่คนอื่นๆ... "ใครเหรอที่เป็นคนช่วยฉัน" ความรู้ตอบอย่างภาคภูมิใจในความรอบรู้ของตนเองว่า "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;เวลา&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ถามต่อว่า "แต่ทำไม&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;เวลา&lt;/span&gt;ถึงช่วยฉันล่ะ" ความรู้ยิ้มในความรอบรู้ของตนเองแล้วตอบ&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ว่า "ก็เพราะว่า เพียง&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;เวลา&lt;/span&gt;เท่านั้นที่เข้าใจว่า...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ยิ่งใหญ่แค่ไหน..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;แต่ว่า...มีสิ่งหนึ่งที่เราอาจลืมเลือนไป ถ้าหากจะไม่กล่าวถึงเสียเลย ขณะที่&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;กำลังมองหาคนช่วยออกจากเกาะ &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;คงยุ่งอยู่กับการมองหาผู้อื่น&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...จนลืมมองมาที่&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;... ซึ่งเลือกที่จะอยู่เคียงข้าง&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ตั้งแต่แรกแล้ว เพราะความเคยชินจึงทำให้&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;มองไม่เห็นความสำคัญของ&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;เป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt; ในขณะที่&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;จากไปพร้อมกับ&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;เวลา&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้สึกดีใจมากที่&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ปลอดภัย และแม้จะต้องห่างกัน แต่&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;น&lt;/span&gt;กลับรู้สึกเป็นสุขเพราะ&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่า ถึงแม้เกาะนี้จะจมลงไปชั่วนิรันดร์&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;แต่...&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;จะยังเป็นอมตะในใจของ&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;ตลอดไป แม้จะไม่ยิ่งใหญ่ แต่จะคงอยู่เคียงข้าง&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ความรัก&lt;/span&gt;เสมอ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่าตน...ไม่จากไปเหมือนกาล&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;เวลา&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่าตน...ไม่รังเกียจกันเหมือนความเห็นแก่ตัว&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่าตน...ไม่แบ่งชั้นกันเหมือนความรวย&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่าตน...ไมอ้างว้างเหมือนความเศร้า&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;และ&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;รู้ดีว่าตน...ไม่เปลี่ยนแปลงเหมือนความสุข&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ทั้งนี้ก็เพราะ..."&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ความเป็นเพื่อน&lt;/span&gt;จะอยู่ในใจตลอดไป"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-114334049060325870?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/114334049060325870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=114334049060325870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/114334049060325870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/114334049060325870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113887991045677769</id><published>2006-02-02T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:31:50.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*-*  Love Greetings  *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/l4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/l5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/blogger/705/1985/400/l6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/l3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/l1.2.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/l2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113887991045677769?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113887991045677769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113887991045677769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113887991045677769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113887991045677769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-greetings.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113827039082534687</id><published>2006-01-26T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:13:11.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/08122005020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/08122005020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;***My Best Friend***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have one small white dog. It's called Pakgard. It's very lovely and also intelligent. When I have a meal, it sits beside me and looks at me but I pretend not to be interested in it, so it barks at me! However, it loves all of my family and is honest ; someone comes into my home,it barks so loudly and nonstop until he's out of the home. In addition, it waits for us going back home in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;   Pakgard's a female dog, therefore there is a male dog liking Pakgard. It comes to my home everyday. I don't like that because I don't want it to have puppies now and they are different species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;   Pakgard hates cats because they like to eat its food. It's dirty easily because of white hair, so I often wash it three times a week. Although it's dirty and naughty, it never defecates around home besides in the yard. If you have a dog, you will know why I love dogs,especially Pakgard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113827039082534687?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113827039082534687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113827039082534687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113827039082534687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113827039082534687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-best-friend-i-have-one-small-white.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113758863036931656</id><published>2006-01-18T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T04:50:30.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** Panda Photos ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/panda5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/panda1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113758863036931656?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113758863036931656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113758863036931656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113758863036931656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113758863036931656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/01/panda-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113707280539303002</id><published>2006-01-12T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T05:45:13.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/cupid.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/320/cupid.0.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/cupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;History of Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.th/imgres?imgurl=http://www.cannon-mania.com/images/background/valentine.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.cannon-mania.com/history.htm&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;h=349&amp;w=576&amp;amp;sz=74&amp;tbnid=zQOOAUK3tRO3pM:&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnh=79&amp;tbnw=132&amp;amp;hl=th&amp;start=6&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DHistory%2Bof%2BValentine%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Dth%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Learn about how Valentines day came into practice as it is today. The origin of this lovers day goes back to as early as 270 A.D from when the history of this day begins. Just read on and discover the true meaning of this festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As early as the fourth century B.C., the Romans engaged in an annual young man's rite to passage to the God Lupercus. The names of the teenage women were placed in a box and drawn at random by adolescent men; thus, a man was assigned a woman companion for the duration of the year, after which another lottery was staged. After eight hundred years of this cruel practice, the early church fathers sought to end this practice... They found an answer in Valentine, a bishop who had been martyred some two hundred years earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;According to church tradition St. Valentine was a priest near Rome in about the year 270 A.D. At that time the Roman Emperor Claudius-II who had issued an edict forbidding marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This was around when the heyday of Roman empire had almost come to an end. Lack of quality administrators led to frequent civil strife. Learning declined, taxation increased, and trade slumped to a low, precarious level. And the Gauls, Slavs, Huns, Turks and Mongolians from Northern Europe and Asian increased their pressure on the empire's boundaries. The empire was grown too large to be shielded from external aggression and internal chaos with existing forces. Thus more of capable men were required to be recruited as soldiers and officers. When Claudius became the emperor, he felt that married men were more emotionally attached to their families, and thus, will not make good soldiers. So to assure quality soldiers, he banned marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Valentine, a bishop , seeing the trauma of young lovers, met them in a secret place, and joined them in the sacrament of matrimony. Claudius learned of this "friend of lovers," and had him arrested. The emperor, impressed with the young priest's dignity and conviction, attempted to convert him to the roman gods, to save him from certain execution. Valentine refused to recognize Roman Gods and even attempted to convert the emperor, knowing the consequences fully.On February 24, 270, Valentine was executed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"From your Valentine"While Valentine was in prison awaiting his fate, he came in contact with his jailor, Asterius. The jailor had a blind daughter. Asterius requested him to heal his daughter. Through his faith he miraculously restored the sight of Asterius' daughter. Just before his execution, he asked for a pen and paper from his jailor, and signed a farewell message to her "From Your Valentine," a phrase that lived ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Valentine thus become a Patron Saint, and spiritual overseer of an annual festival. The festival involved young Romans offering women they admired, and wished to court, handwritten greetings of affection on February 14. The greeting cards acquired St.Valentine's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Valentine's Day card spread with Christianity, and is now celebrated all over the world. One of the earliest card was sent in 1415 by Charles, duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was a prisoner in the Tower of London. The card is now preserved in the British Museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113707280539303002?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113707280539303002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113707280539303002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113707280539303002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113707280539303002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/01/history-of-valentines-day-learn-about.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113645845491340724</id><published>2006-01-05T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T00:55:16.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/DSC06922.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/400/DSC06922.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;My Lastest Activity in 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All teachers teaching English program assigned us to make a plan to organize a project for Christmas's Day on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;23th December,2005. And all students,particularly grade 12,participated in that project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My friends and I were assigned to organize any activities for younger students (grade7-grade11). Our project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;was about Egypt;history,legend and geography that could enrich more their knowledges about Egypt. There was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not only interesting knowledge,but the games too,such as finding words and guess words in each category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most students paid attention to take part in our games and they were also given any gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That made us really funny and happy. Although it was my last activity to do in my school,I hoped it would happen annually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113645845491340724?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113645845491340724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113645845491340724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113645845491340724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113645845491340724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-lastest-activity-in-2005all.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19948207.post-113584678106893350</id><published>2005-12-29T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:59:41.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/320/NANOK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/160/NANOK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**My Unforgettable Journey**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   I travelled to Ubonratchathanie with my mom last year. Ubonratchathanie is a city near Laos. There is a great festival of Buddhist ceremony every year : the monks stay at their temple during three months of rain season.&lt;br /&gt;The candles need to be used ; the monks use not only the candles to light in the temple,they also save electric energy.&lt;br /&gt;   There were a lot of big candles which were sculptured and decorated beautifully. And there were Thai folk dancers along the road too. Many people,especially the foreigners who paid attention to that. After we went to the crocodile farm at Samutprakarn ; one of the suburb of  Bangkok. It is the biggest crocodile farm in the world.&lt;br /&gt;We saw their spectacles ; it might be frightening but very amusing. One thing that made me so impress was the&lt;br /&gt;spectacle of  elephants. They can dance,walk on the ropes,somersault,sit on the chairs...They are lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget that.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19948207-113584678106893350?l=nannomjai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/feeds/113584678106893350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19948207&amp;postID=113584678106893350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113584678106893350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19948207/posts/default/113584678106893350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannomjai.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-unforgettable-journey-i-travelled.html' title=''/><author><name>NanNomjai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144364669552173378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/705/1985/1600/Pic327.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
