<?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-834963710676808163</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:12:32.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing those mesmerizing; hopefilled &amp; memorable moments in life ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-7831425747765463416</id><published>2008-12-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:10:53.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No updates till I'm back from my Langkawi Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm off for a holiday next week but I'll be back before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure of when I have time to update&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing against time to finish up soo many thingss&lt;br /&gt;Till then I am off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/834963710676808163-7831425747765463416?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7831425747765463416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=7831425747765463416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/7831425747765463416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/7831425747765463416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-updates-till-im-back-from-my.html' title='No updates till I&apos;m back from my Langkawi Trip'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-8490854590513377119</id><published>2008-12-06T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:40:58.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Moments VS Sad Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy moments VS Sad moments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why are happy moments so short whereas on the other hand, sad moments take a long time to get over? A day seems to pass especially fast when you are enjoying it. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week simply doesnt seem enough. On the contrary, time is so difficult to pass for a gloomy day. Even 1 hour may be too much for you to take. It's so contradictory. Perhaps, it is innate in us to long for happiness &amp;amp; sadness to be as far away from us as possible. That's why we have the illusion that days pass more quickly when we are happier. Actually, time has been very fair. It has always been moving at it's own pace...it doesnt move slower, faster or pause for anyone. So all the while, it's just all my perception. Life is a cycle. What goes up will eventually come down. I guess this is also applicable to one's feelings too. After a happy occasion, there will be this transition period where you have to adjust yourself back to normal. I find that this is the toughest to contain. Sometimes, it is so difficult that I tried suppressing myself from being too happy, hoping that life will be better after that. However, a lot of things is beyond my control. Well, I guess this is parts &amp;amp; parcels of life. It is inevitable. I believe all of you will agree that the ups &amp;amp; downs in life is what makes us full. Without it, life will never be so interesting. I have learnt and am still learning to make myself happier. Ultimately, happiness is what I sought for in life. Before one can make their loved ones happy, he/she must first make himself/herself happy. Everything begins with yourself. Through the process, I realised I cherish the happy moments even more, though it's often short-lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/834963710676808163-8490854590513377119?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8490854590513377119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=8490854590513377119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/8490854590513377119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/8490854590513377119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-moments-vs-sad-moments.html' title='Happy Moments VS Sad Moments'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-2233650104446576756</id><published>2008-12-05T01:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:51:56.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not in the mood to update much. Things happened and for once I wished SPM would never end so early. Been argueing with mum a lot lately. She didnt understand. I really wanted to get out of the house just to avoid her. If she were a little bit more understanding. Been clearing my desk; cupboard and I found pieces of proof on our friendship. Memories are indeed wonderful but too bad they're not moments. They dont last forever. I've realised this is part of growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways JOANNE MUMMY;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're reading this pleaseee come back to Pg ASAP! I felt going there to bring you back here. I praying and wishing upon a wishing star so that you'll come back. Things has been really terrible here. Me and Daddy mish you sooo much.. I'm sure you get what I mean right?? ='( Things are getting complicated without you here.. I've even resort to folding moree starss in hope you'll come back soon. I dont want to cry anymore in silent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/834963710676808163-2233650104446576756?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2233650104446576756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=2233650104446576756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/2233650104446576756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/2233650104446576756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-much-updating.html' title='Not much updating'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-2745649524665671108</id><published>2008-12-01T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:45:05.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>SPM is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;.*jumpss in joy* My hard work for the past 11 years have paid off. I'm glad things turn out this way. I'm still glad to have friends who tells me and consistently remind me that they are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274813550461305858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IrjwO92D13E/STPm-hupxAI/AAAAAAAAA38/_9ZeMjjOVlg/s400/Haha+%3D).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*click to enlarge*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a few who told me that I can go to them when I need to talk to them. I touched. Above is a conversation between a friend I've known for almost 13 years and I am sure the both of us will always remain as friends. I've grown up knowing her as what she says and she grows up knowing me. Sabrina; if you're reading this Thank You so much for the wonderful memories these 13 years.=) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kindy friends for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you all realised I always mention about friendships in my blog. I treasure every friendship I've made and I never regret. However when I said it's end; I mean it and our friendship will only remain as memories. It's too bad but I;ve decided.I feel better off this way.&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/834963710676808163-2745649524665671108?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2745649524665671108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=2745649524665671108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/2745649524665671108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/2745649524665671108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IrjwO92D13E/STPm-hupxAI/AAAAAAAAA38/_9ZeMjjOVlg/s72-c/Haha+%3D).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-6303208447110749409</id><published>2008-11-28T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:25:40.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions &amp; Fairytales.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I always felt like the luckiest girl in the world and sometimes I felt not.It's very funny where yor feelings and dreams can bring you too at times. I'm not really sure about how I'm really feeling right now. It's like a mixture of happiness and sorrows. I tried to live life with a smile as I go along. But when I reminisce the past that really made me dissapointed and rather down. Leaving high school hating you for what you did was the most least expecting part of my life. I didnt expect it to come at all. But although I was sad; I realised that there were other people who cared and I didnt come to realise until that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm losing myself. I can't think straight. It's even harder when the one bringing you down is someone you're very close to but not anymore. Its disappointing when I now know, you don't care. I tried my hardest to fit in, because you're my closest friend. You may not realize it, but you shut me out.Sometimes I just sit down and think about all the really good and sweet memories we've shared this 4 years.You became my bestest friends since Form 2 and now I'm letting our friendship drop down the drain? I felt so secluded; so drifted apart &amp;amp; I'm all left with dissapointment. You dont care anymore so why should I? I just cant control myself. I did my best to save our friendship everytime I argue with you and this time I will not do anything anymore. I dont see the point in saying sorry anymore. If you give up I'll give up too.A broken heart can still survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I believe this is all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fate and destiny&lt;/span&gt; God has planned out for me and I accept it because through these experiences I learn to grow and become stronger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks everyone who cheered me up and truly gave me the meaning to life.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No matter how fake people may be, we still have to live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I'm still glad to have others by my side. To those who have been giving me support; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Friends come and go and we should always appreciate people around us before we lose them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lesson Learn  &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's pretend this never happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That we'll show up tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Unbroken, unchained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's pretend I'll still see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Standing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's pretend we'll all still be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's pretend we might just make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And assume that we're still together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Although time has broken us apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's patch up our fights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Say our final goodbyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And dry all of our tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lean in for one last hug,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One more memory remembered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before tomorrow comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dedication to dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/834963710676808163-6303208447110749409?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6303208447110749409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=6303208447110749409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/6303208447110749409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/6303208447110749409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/illusions-fairytales.html' title='Illusions &amp; Fairytales.'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-834963710676808163.post-8260094073199406263</id><published>2008-11-27T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:57:04.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ The whole journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Since it's the last year I'll be seeing my friends cause who knows what might happen? We might all seperate and go our own path. I just wanna say a big THANK YOU for helping me; guiding me; giving me support. Without you guys I've would not last till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Everything that happens have it's blessings in disguise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I believe that you guys are the blessings God sent to me.It hurts soo much to seperate with you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Personally; I would like to thank these peoples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lets start according to alphebets shall we??*chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anisha&lt;/span&gt;; My best junior friend.Hillarious!Lawak betul this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt;; Thank so much for your advices; your willingness to listen eventhough I mumble and grumble too much. Thanks Big Brother.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chen Seng &amp;amp; Joanne&lt;/span&gt;; Thanks you both for always listening. Seriously I feel better after telling you both what I should release. And I feel lighter.LOVEPIGS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evana&lt;/span&gt;; Thanks a lot friend. I was glad to have you as a friend. Although we were not in the same class but you're willling to help and listen when I need to release my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikhlas&lt;/span&gt;; My kindy friend.We've known each other since like 5? 13 years. Thanks for always being there for me in whatever condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynn&lt;/span&gt;; Ahaha.She ar? Silly jokes that will make me smile?\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mei Ting&lt;/span&gt;; Another best kindy friend. Thanks aloooottt CMT! 13 years down the road and I'm veryy happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;; Always lending me a shoulder to cry on. Willing to listen and share =) Anyways I'm soo sorry about the whole 1 year commotion between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xiang Ting&lt;/span&gt;; Never fail listening. You're great! Stay Strong; girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;; My mummy! Haha. I love you.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen;&lt;/span&gt; I will miss those times we always walk home after school; tuitions; etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cindy; &lt;/span&gt;Mutualism friend *winkss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Li Chen&lt;/span&gt;; AUNTIE MANGO!. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As I'm writting this post I'm really tearing up. I'm missing you all soo much.I'm glad God sent you all into my life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dont forget &lt;/span&gt;to remember me my friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/834963710676808163-8260094073199406263?l=reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8260094073199406263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=834963710676808163&amp;postID=8260094073199406263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/8260094073199406263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/834963710676808163/posts/default/8260094073199406263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminisingthosemesmerizingmoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/whole-journey.html' title='♥ The whole journey'/><author><name>Adelene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IrjwO92D13E/R2uQcCp5f3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iOMJ7Kum8dc/S220/Teardrop_by_silverie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
