<?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-7123825834701201592</id><updated>2011-09-07T10:12:59.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My last.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123825834701201592.post-2204090484603445845</id><published>2011-07-23T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:45:25.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you met someone really nice</title><content type='html'>then you realise something not right. Haha yeah i guess i like him, but certain things about him that i know will not work in the future, unless he's really willing to change. It's a pity because everything else was okay about him, until i learned about the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My friend's right, don't step any further. I need to remember my priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this means i'll have to look elsewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-2204090484603445845?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2204090484603445845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-when-you-met-someone-really-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/2204090484603445845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/2204090484603445845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-when-you-met-someone-really-nice.html' title='Just when you met someone really nice'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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-7123825834701201592.post-6949455637129448254</id><published>2011-02-01T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:19:48.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday we all learn something.</title><content type='html'>If you feel you're different from everybody else; like they all seem to have something you don't, then you need to learn to love yourself a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you managed to make it this far, imagine how much stronger you've become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take strength from people who care about you, or the things you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may your way through the world yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who survived the darkest places.&lt;br /&gt;You forged a path of your own to reach your goals, one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Forge that path a little bigger, allow the weaker others to walk in your footsteps, in your stead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may dream big, but unnoticed by us, many people have little dreams that we're already living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm saying is, do something concrete and pave the way for others to may their way in the world. If you don't reach your dream, and you realise it may not be anyway, help others with theirs, who genuinely need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-6949455637129448254?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6949455637129448254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyday-we-all-learn-something.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/6949455637129448254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/6949455637129448254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyday-we-all-learn-something.html' title='Everyday we all learn something.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123825834701201592.post-3294663722359729604</id><published>2011-01-26T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:32:07.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps I know what i want now.</title><content type='html'>Please note that this update and any later on is for the sake of those who've read my blog and been left wondering too long why i left it stale. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my first job which only lasted bout 2 months i've been at home alot job hunting. The job was fine, but i wanted to try other jobs that were more related to my diploma. The interviews didn't work out so i was unemployed for 3 months. Afterwards i realised i didn't like my diploma anyway.One day i was looking through the newspapers and came upon this job advertisement calling for special education teacher recruits. At that point, i didn't think much of it; because i was job hunting, my mood was like apply-for-anything-that-you-think-accepts-your-qualification. But afterwards, i realised it could be an interesting job and got really interested in the little details. I've applied. Soon i'll see if this career's meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the free period after school, i really utilised it, even though i had no job. I learned new language, to cook, sew, continued baking, knitting, and of course -  &lt;em&gt;going out&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-3294663722359729604?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/3294663722359729604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/01/perhaps-i-know-what-i-want-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/3294663722359729604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/3294663722359729604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2011/01/perhaps-i-know-what-i-want-now.html' title='Perhaps I know what i want now.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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-7123825834701201592.post-2077467456219944124</id><published>2010-07-27T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:12:41.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zig-zagging my way though life.</title><content type='html'>I wish i know what i want. I don't even have a particular dream anymore, i don't know what motivates me and i no longer know what lights me up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. I can make a list of things i want, but they're merely things i want in my life to improve. You know every kid dreams of being someone big or doing something special? when i dream of my future, my dreams confuse me. And i'm twenty and at the end of youth. Something come on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-2077467456219944124?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/2077467456219944124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/07/zig-zagging-my-way-though-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/2077467456219944124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/2077467456219944124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/07/zig-zagging-my-way-though-life.html' title='Zig-zagging my way though life.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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-7123825834701201592.post-138814915105215209</id><published>2010-05-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:53:09.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A change could be fresh.</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea why i'm blogging. Force of habit i think. Since I completely changed my blog(although the address remains) i do not think my friends would notice it, so like i said, force of habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day happened like a flash of lightning but it was good to see my old friends again. It was sad leaving the school. 'Course, not all were happy memories there but that's the point, it's the happy memories that made me miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subra and Liah and I will be meeting up. I'm tired of argueing or what other differences that could occur, when we meet i'll just throw caution to the winds and let things be. I just want to bond with my friends again. I made a step, i don't know if they do because of what happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-138814915105215209?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/138814915105215209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/05/change-could-be-fresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/138814915105215209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/138814915105215209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/05/change-could-be-fresh.html' title='A change could be fresh.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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-7123825834701201592.post-60443055728665598</id><published>2010-04-30T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:05:34.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9.</title><content type='html'>I've finally got back in contact with another dear old friend. So glad and happy. The last time we talked which was many years back we forgot to exchange email adds with each other. Now she's on the other side of the planet so i hope to get a good job so one day we can visit each other since money's another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like seeing my younger cousins grow up, although there are certain moments i fear for them from making mistakes i've witnessed in my own life. Then again, what's the point of protecting them if they can't lIve a life. So thereupon, although it hurts me to see them get hurt or fear for them with they embarking on a test, its okay to advice them just a little and let them make their own mistakes. Its how we all grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-60443055728665598?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/60443055728665598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/60443055728665598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/60443055728665598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-9.html' title='Day 9.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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-7123825834701201592.post-6960863848747513519</id><published>2010-03-23T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T09:08:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the Graduation.</title><content type='html'>The Graduation ceremony's coming soon and I'm feeling sort of sad because they've decided to seperate the ceremony into different sections for each school. Sigh, that means my close friends and I won't be able to graduate together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My academic results were released today. I was sort of half-expecting them, but it was still a pleasant surprise. I'm done grieving, I just pray they'll be able to get me into a university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my family's firmly got my back - i'm very grateful for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123825834701201592-6960863848747513519?l=fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/feeds/6960863848747513519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/03/before-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/6960863848747513519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123825834701201592/posts/default/6960863848747513519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickle-minded-jannah.blogspot.com/2010/03/before-graduation.html' title='Before the Graduation.'/><author><name>Frenzied-Jannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02053565924813902696</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>
