<?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-8440728173943798934</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:31:48.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE 2/5 07 FOREVER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8440728173943798934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05967234098952186236</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8440728173943798934.post-2768452614303785398</id><published>2007-10-27T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T03:28:36.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY AT MS MAZ HOUSE!!</title><content type='html'>Today our class went to Ms Maz house for a gathering. Meet Charmaine, Yue Ming, Syahilah, Kelvin at lot one at around 12.15.We took 302 from the interchange. We kind of get lost as we overshoot by one stop, so we walked back and met Jonathan. We walked and walked, but still no signs of ms maz block. We then decided to ask an indian woman. She told us the direction and we soon reached the house SAFELY. ahaha. When we reached there, most of them are already there. We have our lunch, and ms maz was a really grest chef. ahha! After having the spicy fried rice, we went to the living room and chit-chat and take pictures. (: Took a lot of spictures today with almost everybody. haha! AT around three plus, only left with a group of us. Sat down at the coffee table and started chi-chatting again. haha! Loud laughter could be heard from us. ahah!~ Afterthat, when ms maz's relatives came, we decide to make a move first. We went to the playground and started taking pictures again. haha! Took quite a few and terry suggested we played " crocodile ". Have quite a lot of fun but soon need to go home. ): because later in the night, still need to go cousin's wedding. Need to go prepare now. bye!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8440728173943798934-2768452614303785398?l=idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2768452614303785398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8440728173943798934&amp;postID=2768452614303785398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8440728173943798934/posts/default/2768452614303785398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8440728173943798934/posts/default/2768452614303785398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/2007/10/party-at-ms-maz-house.html' title='PARTY AT MS MAZ HOUSE!!'/><author><name>wenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05967234098952186236</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-8440728173943798934.post-1006215029665500675</id><published>2007-10-26T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:49:47.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY OF SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of school. It marks the end of two-five 07, after today, this class will all be seperated. All of us will go to different classes next year, and makes new friends. (:i will really miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; calling me "LIM".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chasper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cracked funny jokes and make everbody smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the happy and unforgettable times i spent with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOSELIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE HER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;laughing at silly jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Raiyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asking me not to slack and study hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when handsome &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tries to trip me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;tells me about naruto and tells me about his tough training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di Hao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who loves classical music , especially VIOLIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelvin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jordan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gives me advice in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tells me about Shinwa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu ting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cracked funny jokes in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, me and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khairyll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; laughed about the "westlife" picture. MUHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss the times when &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; introduced me to good foods. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will miss&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Syahilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cute face! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even though we all will be seperated into different classes next year, we will still remained as a strong unit with unbreakable bonds.Today, it was time to bid one another farewell. Though we would still be in the same school, we would be in different classes and the chances of getting together again would be minimised as everybody would find new friends in their class.The friendships that we had so painstakingly built up over the past two years were to come to a short pause, but they would never ever vanish from out hearts. I treasure all the friendships that i have made these two years! I love you guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8440728173943798934-1006215029665500675?l=idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1006215029665500675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8440728173943798934&amp;postID=1006215029665500675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8440728173943798934/posts/default/1006215029665500675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8440728173943798934/posts/default/1006215029665500675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idefinitelymissthosetimes.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-school.html' title='LAST DAY OF SCHOOL'/><author><name>wenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05967234098952186236</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
