<?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-249880084593348165</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:05:12.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jiaenn-c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03893605063209911379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249880084593348165.post-7587588099772353338</id><published>2009-05-23T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T06:32:39.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thing are getting harder and harder at work&lt;br /&gt;At the same time , stress and more stress .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more energy left to entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;Your attitudes, your actions, your moods &amp;amp; your care and concern&lt;br /&gt;One sentences , I hate it. One feeling , tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you give me is so much different that before.&lt;br /&gt;Your act are so unreasonable that make me hard to bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;She say , i shouldn't have forgive you , your words went too far.&lt;br /&gt;But still i forgive you but this is the last and only chances for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowaday i get to meet girlgirl every once or twice a week&lt;br /&gt;Omg everytime i see her, i feel so happy, even if it's a short while&lt;br /&gt;My mouth will eventually smile when i'm with her .&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of heart talks and matter being share with her everytime.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly of it , we're getting closser and closser again.&lt;br /&gt;She's too important to me that if i lose her i will lose myself too.&lt;br /&gt;It's our 11th months sistership but 1years 2 months friendship and til eternity&lt;br /&gt;And she sent me 11th month message and i repelied her a real long msg&lt;br /&gt;Just one sentence, one meaning and one purpose, I Love Her&amp;amp; She is important (:&lt;br /&gt;We will go throught everything together , No matter if it's hard or easy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh , i miss the past , his present and our smiles. CJT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Miss the times with the groups of buddy hanging out tgr .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes . i miss it , i regretted it but what can i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Reminsces of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How we knew each other in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How we get together as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How we always quarrel everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The time i call you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The time i call you sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The time i call you piggy pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The time i saw your tears that drop for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lastly , the times we say " i love you , i miss you "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you still remember it? CJTCJE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/249880084593348165-7587588099772353338?l=reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7587588099772353338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/thing-are-getting-harder-and-harder-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/7587588099772353338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/7587588099772353338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/thing-are-getting-harder-and-harder-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaenn-c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03893605063209911379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249880084593348165.post-3398561972550933309</id><published>2009-05-10T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T07:02:20.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here to blog again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went out to town with Girlgirl (:&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long seen we both went so far.&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping &amp;amp; also sorry to cause you trouble.&lt;br /&gt;No photo taken as we're too busy Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just one sentence ILOVEHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a Mother's Day ! Happy Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;Order Pizza Hut and bought a Gucci Perfume for her&lt;br /&gt;There she goes , trying to act funny with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes on thhe phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say :" I bought a perfume for you".&lt;br /&gt;Mom say :" Really ah ? for me ah ?"&lt;br /&gt;I say :" Ar bo for me ah ?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom say :" Haha dont later come back call me pay hor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols . Can see she is happy but she just acting only. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On mc today after so much good food lol&lt;br /&gt;I miss those kids (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometime i just feel that , you're still the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometime i just miss the closeness we have in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lots of memories with you everywhere i go . Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/249880084593348165-3398561972550933309?l=reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3398561972550933309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-to-blog-again-saturday-went-out-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/3398561972550933309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/3398561972550933309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-to-blog-again-saturday-went-out-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaenn-c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03893605063209911379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249880084593348165.post-8075533108016641037</id><published>2009-05-03T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T07:01:49.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back alive once again with blogging .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much things that is happening ,&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to turn to but typing it all out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of stress&lt;br /&gt;So much of the past&lt;br /&gt;So much of implications!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh , will update again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/249880084593348165-8075533108016641037?l=reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8075533108016641037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-alive-once-again-with-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/8075533108016641037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/249880084593348165/posts/default/8075533108016641037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reminiscesof-regrets.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-alive-once-again-with-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>jiaenn-c</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03893605063209911379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
