tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post1252058350989979963..comments2023-10-17T22:22:40.396+10:00Comments on The Milk Bar: Yesterday, the 1990s, Today, the 1980s.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03542715899155247984noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-83434470319635761292007-08-13T06:08:00.000+10:002007-08-13T06:08:00.000+10:00I forgot to say that the first time I went to Kamp...I forgot to say that the first time I went to Kampung Koh, it was with your family and we ordered the oyster omellette. They just know how to make it right!NomadicExpathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05530123337350392876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-76703594196708857922007-08-12T20:41:00.000+10:002007-08-12T20:41:00.000+10:00What a feel good day this is! Friends forever!What a feel good day this is! Friends forever!Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03542715899155247984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-60423168487659633052007-08-12T15:23:00.000+10:002007-08-12T15:23:00.000+10:00Ah, Kampung Koh! I miss that place. The last time ...Ah, Kampung Koh! I miss that place. The last time I was there was back in 1998... where we ordered a bunch of seafood and a few bottles of beer, sitting by one of the huts along the beach. Good memories.<BR/><BR/>You will be my friend forever! ;-)NomadicExpathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05530123337350392876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-31900063637732445912007-08-12T07:40:00.000+10:002007-08-12T07:40:00.000+10:00Sorry.. I meant to say I can't remember you saying...Sorry.. I meant to say I can't remember you saying stupid things.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-13716711447375625162007-08-12T07:39:00.000+10:002007-08-12T07:39:00.000+10:00Wow... your memory is so good! I honestly can't r...Wow... your memory is so good! I honestly can't remember that far back. And don't worry.. I can remember you saying stupid things either... I always thought it was me. My mother always said I wanted things my way instead... Perhaps we both wanted things our own way.. But I don't ever remember fighting with you. Most of my memories are of us at your house though... of us being cheeky and naughty without anyone else knowing about it. See you next week lah! Or maybe you can come over for a few days...since I have 5 days off. We can come get you and drop you off another day. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-76835664132727293712007-08-12T02:42:00.000+10:002007-08-12T02:42:00.000+10:00Those friends are the best kind. You never have to...Those friends are the best kind. You never have to explain.Serina Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10916094305386813077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-28100065910736262632007-08-11T22:34:00.000+10:002007-08-11T22:34:00.000+10:00Sadly I only keep in touch with only one (1) child...Sadly I only keep in touch with only one (1) childhood friend of mine....Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11655446350288329829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3958650458175024216.post-49356227319847932112007-08-11T21:58:00.000+10:002007-08-11T21:58:00.000+10:00Friends forever is the best way to be.Friends forever is the best way to be.Jean-Luc Picardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01689798190618944262noreply@blogger.com