<?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-8039988325484863356</id><updated>2011-05-09T19:22:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pocket Full of Posies...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavenderlunatic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8039988325484863356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavenderlunatic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Niki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825953924920152115</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039988325484863356.post-8584082737595501085</id><published>2011-03-18T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T03:21:17.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You haven't created a blog post yet! Create a post"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is certain and most undoubtedly the most beautiful thing that I have ever laid my eyes upon. The exact moment when I clicked the "DELETE" Button, it was as though an invisible burden was lift off my shoulders. Gone is the past, my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that my previous age-old posts, would last forever, for I never believed I would erase them. No matter how idiotic or silly they may seem, they were memories. Literally tales that would have revealed much about the boring life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet now, I don't want to hold on to them. Whether there were good times or bad times, I have decided to focus only on the present. The past is indefinitely the past. An unchangeable occurrence. But what the future holds is within the palms of my hands. A potential phenomenon. Something definitely worth the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from this moment on at 2.52am on the 18th of March 2011, I start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that reason for starting afresh was that something had gone wrong in the first place, but rather because I took a fraction of second to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, currently, I have to admit. Despite the packed schedules and horrid pressure, being it the year of my O' Levels, there is only one thing that makes it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer thought of it (or rather, him), just makes me grin with delight. There is but that single 9-lettered word name that could not ever bring joy and utter ecstasy to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornelius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the name of my dearest darling. Words themselves, in all honestly, cannot express my love at all. Profound as it may be, he, alone, has brought me comfort. A peaceful solace for me to bask in. Alleviation for my worries. And a deadly cure for my woes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say, Thank You :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there for me all the time, for loving me back even after a year, and for making everyday shine with a brightness so damnable :) I hope you'll see this one day, probably either if I reveal it or through plain chance that you'll stumble upon this. But in any case, I want you to know, that I in turn, would always always always! be there for you as well. Whether or not the situation sucks and you become pissed at me, I promise you I will never turn my back on you. I love you, my darling. More than anyone ever will. 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