<?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-18893646</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:28:00.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zKai 'Original' 2005</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zKai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724788034582071143</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-18893646.post-113266565197385561</id><published>2005-11-22T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:51:00.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went out.</title><content type='html'>I went out today. To orchard and PS. It was okay. We ate at Fish &amp;amp; Co. Again. Of course, I tried ordering something different and I found myself having to mask the super strong taste of corriander with 2 bowls of chilli. Totally wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a rather expensive shirt. Gonna wear for Grad Nite i guess. It's quite huge, with size of XL. But its still okay. Then went to Hereen's also. But then there nothing much. Wanted to do hair but person say my hair not ready or something. Weird. Gonna try again tomorrow. Had quite a laughable time today okay. It was fun and funny. But we kept talking about Ced. Dunno y. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893646-113266565197385561?l=final-drifting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/feeds/113266565197385561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893646&amp;postID=113266565197385561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113266565197385561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113266565197385561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-out.html' title='Went out.'/><author><name>zKai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724788034582071143</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-18893646.post-113241325845736252</id><published>2005-11-19T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T07:14:18.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>A pretty nice song i found. Its called Say Goodbye by S Club 7. Should be pretty old too but it contains the meanings you would want to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;Will you think about these moments that we shared&lt;br /&gt;In the years to come&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna think it over and&lt;br /&gt;How we lived each day with no regrets&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever though we want it to&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead holds different dreams for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts is the only way now&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though its the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love every way&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos true love never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there'll be things we'll wish we'd never said&lt;br /&gt;In a year from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll see each other standing on the same street corner&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;br /&gt;Each and every head is always written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;If only I can stop the world and make this last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts is the only way now&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though its the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love every way&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos true love never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you need my arms to run intoI'll comfort you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is the only way for destiny&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts is the only way now&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;br /&gt;Though its the hardest thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss your love everyday&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Cos a true love never dies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893646-113241325845736252?l=final-drifting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/feeds/113241325845736252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893646&amp;postID=113241325845736252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113241325845736252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113241325845736252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/2005/11/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye'/><author><name>zKai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724788034582071143</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-18893646.post-113178750295975418</id><published>2005-11-19T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T07:06:29.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing End</title><content type='html'>This is my new blog. This is my first entry here. And this is where you start reading all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels have ended. It is so amazing. Before you know it, all the books which you have been trying hard to pick up to read have just abandoned you totally. Now you have no need to study those books, those ten years series. It is no longer your right. No longer mine. All the procrastination you have decided upon no longer has any effect. Four years have passed. It is time to leave, for some, ten years of memories. Sad? I would say its queer. Queer to the weirdest extent. All this while we talk about the day we have been waiting for. It's here. But so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect no more.. Live on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18893646-113178750295975418?l=final-drifting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/feeds/113178750295975418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18893646&amp;postID=113178750295975418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113178750295975418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18893646/posts/default/113178750295975418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://final-drifting.blogspot.com/2005/11/amazing-end.html' title='Amazing End'/><author><name>zKai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724788034582071143</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>
