tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36235337423411627612011-07-30T20:07:55.722-07:00TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623533742341162761.post-48008704990014115792009-12-03T03:36:00.000-08:002009-12-03T03:44:43.083-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fPYjZCeuok/SxekYFGqcUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ja3JZWsgq4Y/s1600-h/growth.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410974210902880578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fPYjZCeuok/SxekYFGqcUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Ja3JZWsgq4Y/s320/growth.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>Growth. Is an amazing thing that we all go through. Different phases in life, different experiences, mixing with different people.....Isn't life a great story? =) And it feels even more meaningful when once in a while you bump into someone you've not met for a long time..... Interesting.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623533742341162761-4800870499001411579?l=almanacquickpeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623533742341162761.post-65612630975788662202009-09-09T02:16:00.000-07:002009-09-09T02:47:19.180-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fPYjZCeuok/Sqd4k5eLWdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tYoDDdlUfIo/s1600-h/ship_by_evrem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379400855215364562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-fPYjZCeuok/Sqd4k5eLWdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/tYoDDdlUfIo/s400/ship_by_evrem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Friendship.......<br /> Is friendship something we can navigate very far?<br /> <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-fPYjZCeuok/Sqdy7yZaRlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/J5DvBc9IynM/s1600-h/escape__by_m0thyyku.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623533742341162761-6561263097578866220?l=almanacquickpeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623533742341162761.post-69476061292720511512009-06-11T00:16:00.000-07:002009-06-11T00:44:19.244-07:00<p align="center"><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pathway" target="_blank"><img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 333px" height="716" alt="Beautiful pathway Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i373.photobucket.com/albums/oo179/elijahschool/Staff08and09/IMG_5823.jpg" width="217" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br />I don't know if I've ever regretted the past. But the future is still unknown and that's what I'm looking forward to.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood....</div><div align="center">And sorry I could not travel both....</div><div align="center">I took the one less traveled by.....</div><div align="center">And that has made all the difference......"</div><br />Robert Frost,<br /><em>The Road Not Taken</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623533742341162761-6947606129272051151?l=almanacquickpeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623533742341162761.post-79937199618719946912008-05-30T03:32:00.001-07:002008-05-30T03:43:35.609-07:00<a href="http://lazerbrody.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/stop_discrimination.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lazerbrody.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/stop_discrimination.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Discrimination is often done in our daily lifes without much notice, but if we can accept others' characteristics and be friends with them, the whole world will be one big family.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623533742341162761-7993719961871994691?l=almanacquickpeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3623533742341162761.post-82546422785064339262008-05-23T06:48:00.000-07:002008-05-23T07:02:28.383-07:00<a href="http://www.salvationinc.org/archives/Ignorant.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.salvationinc.org/archives/Ignorant.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">I just wanna cherish this moment. Shan't know <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wats</span> gonna happen.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3623533742341162761-8254642278506433926?l=almanacquickpeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TAChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03223005151212746125noreply@blogger.com0