<?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-2889567761337213477</id><updated>2011-07-29T06:31:38.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magdeline</title><subtitle type='html'>Meant to be</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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will write less in this blog already. my new blog at a new email add and of course new url : http://maggieismad.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , this blog is created on the day i decided to take a new route and life and thought. so help me by leaving loads of comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you people loads !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8487220704265362231?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8487220704265362231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8487220704265362231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8487220704265362231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8487220704265362231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-peeps-short-notification-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8652889088656175069</id><published>2009-08-30T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:22:42.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole lead of updates !!!</title><content type='html'>okay , holaiday this sem was even more awesome .. tho tragically rush , there were some disappointments, however, i realied that thing aren't as bad as it may seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then results .. not appealing but i passed. tho there aren't credits are distinctions or even high distinctions , im glad that i did not fail .. i may be stupid to some of my friends, but i know that im very lucky compared to some others that are least fortunate. maybe im just trying to make myself feel better but now, i've decide to be more optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you phoebe for that chat that i've not have for a very very long long long time ... i mean, i have talks.. but this on tells me and wake me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, road trips i've just went thru and still doing it, meeting the younger, speaking to the elder and experienced people from CMD and career sense and seniors, i realized that im still growing and mistakes i make are what that helps me up on the other route that im going to walk. and, although my family is not perfect , but being able to study, have clothes, have a place to stay , have food to eat.. shouldn't i be more grateful? what more do i want? maybe i got more and more greedy after getting the things i want. maybe some people don't believe in god. for i feel He is making the routes for us but we just have to choose it wisely. we might regret it some ways but he always opens another door when one is shut. but we have to realize, i have to realize that what ever that has been done, is my own decision. i can't blame it on whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, after 8 months in KL , i come to my senses. although this part is gonna come negatively, but i know now not to rely on anyone. you can't trust anyone. in certain aspects. especially money and trust. thi 2 things are one of the things a person should not rely on. not even boyfriends or girlfriends. i can be wrong. but as time goes i hope this idea of mine will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love road tripsssss !!!!!! i should get money and make my magic book and go for road trips on my own and meeeet tonssssssss of new people !!!! before that , i want to pursue my dreams to be a psychologist .. maybe enlighten some people :p !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8652889088656175069?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8652889088656175069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8652889088656175069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8652889088656175069'/><link rel='self' 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while i was drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway all the hell of an updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 rush&lt;br /&gt;brought the people go mmu for touring and then bring them to beach .. beach was awesome ... walked down the warm soft sand. smoked and hanged out alot with aaron and vinod and chris ... neway , smoked , talked , random joes and topics .. then went back to hotel , had dinner , discussion .. fuggin late . thats when arguments and disagreements came in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day2 rush&lt;br /&gt;1st day race .. godmum can't fetch to mp so went to mlk sentral , confirm pit stop, take bus , rush to mp .. check pit stops , settle ... next pit stop , supposedly C's .. well .. not there .. i got the blame ... scolded whole day ... contestant held up there with ntg to do .. suppose to go to the nxt pit stop for tour , too late .. coz of tat small mistake ...day 1 race ? shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite went to geographers for drink. me , aaron , vinod and chris ordered2 bucket of beer .. 1 st bucket , top.. 1 shot.. yeah .. thanks aaron .. i needed it ... ms.nana belnja .. thanks ms.nana ... chiak sai , virgin margarita ... ape ni ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 rush&lt;br /&gt;even more shit. time prolonged. contestant got different time intervals.. one particular f-ing station, people take down clue .. and that station no station master .. just about to take 3rd bite of mc-chicken, "mag go the the field .... bla bla bla bla .. i dun care , its your idea , u go settle it" wow. so go . do the clue bla bla bla , another team took out again .... settle d , too late. all the teams got hold for 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ? no need eat d lar. rushed to lisbon for final pit stop. check in hotel, darn creepy. then ran down to greet contestant. from 2.30 till 6.50 . wow. nice experience like Phil Keoghan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite .. here come the best part. aaron got one bottle of absolute vodka. i went to buy red bull as mixer. well, vodka+redbull=bullseye . had 5 shots+ 4 mixer=toast out .. i was only like friggin high but i felt as if i have no strangth to stand up. phebes pulak call, suddenly emo all along. cry until vinod all have to come out. alamak ... memalukan siak ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dada call me .. i talk "mabuk talk" until he pun worried .. vinod oso had to take my phone away ... alamak .. i screw the whole drinking session .. then aaron , care-taker weh... had to jaga me and chiak sai .. he kept pulling us both up to sit straight. then they brought us back into the room.. then...... chiak sai go toilet ... i pulak suddenly feel like puking .. she's not opening door !!!!!! lai in ran to aaron's room and get him .. semua lari come save me ... cheeeeh ... then went to his room toilet and puke air .. a lot people see siak .... sure they think wth is wrong with the committee coz a lot people drank ... adoi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sleep .. today , wanna puke but puke air ni .. nabeh .... then go down bfast .. eat a bit d terus go toilet puke... then eat a bit more go bak room ... puke more than 5 times ... until ntg to puke .. go to aaron room, they open red bull, again i went and puke .. then go makan sate babi !!! took hot milo after dat okay d .. thank god .. then went to stadhuys and see the westerhout memorandum .. bangga siak aaron .... west (deep voice)... then makan cendol balik hotel play cho tai tee ... den i pun balik ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice and sour adventure in total .. things are really difficult .. i learn a lot and i swear not to do it ever again.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PUKE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7180210989499373418?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7180210989499373418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7180210989499373418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7180210989499373418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7180210989499373418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-proud-and-glad-to-write-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6513831818715445107</id><published>2009-08-20T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:01:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSH MY FUGGIN ASS</title><content type='html'>this fuggin piece of shit has been ruining my fuggin life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that it comes with my period it makes things 100% worst. people always say not blame but, i dun FUGGIN CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, my fuggin president , a.k.a my fren, and a hell one. becoz of this thing  i hate her more and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost fon , i borrow, use till dunno how much .. nvm .. i dun wanna calculate ... i owe you money , but my mum pay for ur food and the rest leh ? eat for free lar ? my godmother may be a housewife , but she still has her life .. not ur ah mat or my ah mat to fetch u here and there. every tiny shit u fuggin scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, chris , i feel unfair . i did so much for u , sacrificed for my fuggin exam to celebrate ur bdae not to mention u want me back so badly ..now i need a lil help tho its last minute, and u have assign , but u getit now my situation before my exam but i still came back , but now.... u can't do one lil thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH FUGGIN PEOPLE IM NOT UR FUGGIN TOY OKAY ! IM JUST A NORMAL HUMAN BEING THAT JUST WANNA LIVE EAT AND SHIT FUGGIN ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT A TOY U CAN JUST USE AND THROW HERE AND THERE. IM SO FUGGIN DISAPPOINTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR OWN SHIT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA BE MORE SELFISH THAN I CAN EVER BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DO YOUR OWN FUGGIN SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUGGERS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6513831818715445107?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6513831818715445107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6513831818715445107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6513831818715445107'/><link 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and goes well for phebes :p .. dun sad d arrrr ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bo Go Ship Da - Kim Bum Soo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ah moo li gi da lyuh doh nan mot ga&lt;br /&gt;      babo chuh lum ool go eet neun nuh ae gyuh tae&lt;br /&gt;      sang chuh man joo neun na leul wae mo leu go&lt;br /&gt;      gi da li ni dduh na ga lan mal ya        &lt;p&gt;*bo go ship da bo go ship da&lt;br /&gt;        ee lun nae ga mi woh jil man keum&lt;br /&gt;        ool go ship da nae gae moo loop kkool ko&lt;br /&gt;        moh doo ubt dun eel ee dwel soo eet da myun&lt;br /&gt;        mi chil deut sarang haet dun gi euk ee&lt;br /&gt;        choo euk deul ee nuh leul chat go eet ji man&lt;br /&gt;        duh ee sang ee lan byun myung ae&lt;br /&gt;        nuh leul ga dool soo ubt ssuh&lt;br /&gt;        ee luh myun ahn dwae ji man&lt;br /&gt;        jook eul man keum bo go ship da x2&lt;br /&gt;        jook eul man keum mit go ship da &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009933;"&gt;Translation in English : I Miss You - Kim Bum          Soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        No matter how I wait I cant go&lt;br /&gt;        next to you, crying&lt;br /&gt;        You only gave me pain and you didnt know me&lt;br /&gt;        Are you telling me to leave? &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;I miss you, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;        To the point where I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;        I want to cry..I want to kneel down&lt;br /&gt;        And if only everything didnt happen..&lt;br /&gt;        The memories where I loved you crazily..&lt;br /&gt;        Those memories haunt me&lt;br /&gt;        But i cant hide from this love any longer&lt;br /&gt;        I shouldnt do this&lt;br /&gt;        But i miss you to death x2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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heaven'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7190062818623913121</id><published>2009-08-12T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:24:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people with the good stuff ? made or born with it ?</title><content type='html'>it just pops into my mind whilst studying marketing. there's just so many luxurious stuff and artists. artist or whoever , made or they're born with it? like the leadership thingy people ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like all these are being made. take for a person who can't sing and decides to get famous. one good example , mr.william hung. alright, maybe its just for fun. or a person who can sing. but does it to get famous or to get on stage. why? is it very important that one to be famous? i've hear people say "we do this for a 'good purpose' ." and miraculously they turn out to be judgemental . how can it be good when you yourself are siding and being bias. okay, maybe its for its your own good. but necessary to lash out like that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not major jobs. this guy i know.. well i dunno . maybe he's just posting stuff to be 'out of the ordinary' . like cute kawaii gals in bikinis and big boob and say 'guys enjoy' . well. its nothing for me. but part of me feel its like to get people to read his blog. guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world is getting more and more complicated. studying human communication give me the impression that people are always having hidden agenda whether intentionally or not. the world is getting more and more scarier. its no longer a safe place to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attitudes can really show what you are. in my essay i wrote. only the person himself know what they are. they can enjoy self  denial as much as they want. but they know that, well, they are what and what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my topic, made or born with it. with the people of this century, don't hope to get them borned with it. coz we're getting more and more selfish and greedy. we no longer able to see the joy and passion of doing something or anything anymore. its all covered with the devils work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7190062818623913121?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7190062818623913121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-2049751320930186156</id><published>2009-08-07T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:47:29.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people always say that girls are hard and complicated. are we ? i just feel that if we share things, you guys will feel uncomfy or think we're asking for a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i just want u to be with me n just SHUT UP and not talk nonscence .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i just wish u are more aware on whats goin on ( always blur)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i wish u'd pay more attention to me than your game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i wish u'd just see me alone and do something outrageous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i wish u'd just disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-2049751320930186156?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2049751320930186156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=2049751320930186156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2049751320930186156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2049751320930186156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/08/people-always-say-that-girls-are-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-3744303958680350006</id><published>2009-08-07T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:37:29.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my 200th post .. here's  lovely song&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somewhere out there,&lt;br /&gt;   Beneath the pale blue night,&lt;br /&gt;  Someone's thinking of me,&lt;br /&gt;   And loving me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;   Somewhere out there,&lt;br /&gt;   Someone's saying a prayer,&lt;br /&gt;   Then we'll find one another,&lt;br /&gt;   In that big somewhere out there.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     (Chorus 1)&lt;br /&gt;  And even though I know how very far apart we are,&lt;br /&gt;   It helps to think we might be wishing&lt;br /&gt;   On the same bright star,&lt;br /&gt;   And when the night will start to sing&lt;br /&gt;   A lonesome lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;   It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the&lt;br /&gt;   Same big sky.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     (Chorus 2)&lt;br /&gt;   Somewhere out there,&lt;br /&gt;   If love can see us through,&lt;br /&gt;   Then, we'll be together,&lt;br /&gt;   Somewhere out there, out where dreams, come true.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     (Repeat Chorus 1)    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    (Repeat Chorus 2)   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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there'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8410007145545665623</id><published>2009-08-05T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:46:31.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need i post anything ?</title><content type='html'>basically im already missing out lotsa my college life .. i feel like its getting bored and there's nothing more fun to do anymore ... yeah i have my friends there .. but the feeling of going to college, learning things that are basically quite boring ...then taking the friggin public transport ... going to gym .. its like my life's has no more spark .. its really dull .. i wan something interesting !!!!!!! i dun care whether getting drunk or one night stand or kissing random people or whatsoever !!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8410007145545665623?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8410007145545665623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8410007145545665623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8410007145545665623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8410007145545665623'/><link rel='alternate' 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.. im always a nobody ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people come to me for advises and love and probs ... i hear them .. i listen to them .. but sometimes i think to myself whether is it worth it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ques they ask and tell always repeats and repeats ... i hate answering .. i hate telling ... i sometimes hate telling them what they want to hear but fact is, it never gonna happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7414326344994099920?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7414326344994099920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7414326344994099920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>for phoebe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's not a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;life is unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;life can be really harsh to u&lt;br /&gt;life can turn u upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;love is like sea where it can change anytime&lt;br /&gt;love can be both sweet and sour&lt;br /&gt;love is what that gives us the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what u want doesn't always have to go your ways. ur partner, can be the opposite of you. but all the things that u just went thru, is what gives u the experience. what to do, what not to do. u can't expet things to go perfectly fine. the first few months may be sweet. but those are just called the "honeymoon period" .. in a relationship , both part should know each other more before taking another step. although the step might not be a good one. but learn to accept it. like in cts, this is the choice we decidd to take. no matter who's fault it is. we choose to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen in future, let it be. it might be sweet and bitter , but it doesn't matter. what matters is that u learn more and more each day .whether to go o not to go in a relationship, don't decide in a haste. you can't decide anything for the future. u can only hope and wish. u can want. but whether it will happen or not, that is another matter that no one on earth can ever make. pray. that God will guide you. whether or not u believe in Jesus, just believe in his existence .. or any God u want. tho there's just 1 . but pray, and hope. for better changes. u will see changes. maybe not anytime soon. but u will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust in Him for he shall guide you. the Lord is with you, watching every little step u make. for he shall not let any harm to fall on His child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u phebes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5528668789072187077?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5528668789072187077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5528668789072187077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5528668789072187077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5528668789072187077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-phoebe-lifes-not-bed-of-roses-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6430440707010589021</id><published>2009-07-31T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:31:54.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy rush rush rush</title><content type='html'>again , busy busy busy rush rush rush .... this whole week din have the chance to blog AT ALL  until today , which is friday and almost everything is settled ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet ... i have 2 quizzes on monday .. and i have practically not touched anything .. and next week's exam .. chris ... im actually in a trouble for this .. not to blame u but i really don't think i wanna come back.. but then again , i've bought mu bus ticket ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had presentations and presentations and presentations from mon to wed straight. and thurs supposing i had malaysian studies quiz luckily cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday (thursday) help vivian clean her new room and shifted stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dark eye wrinkles are really really dark .. and i dun noe how ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite worried for myself .. i feel like i couldn't handle myself this sem .. i really flunk in many ways .. my attendance got 0% (which is after 6 missing attendance) , my studies on the verge of failing , my sleeping schedule is so messed up ... with the fucking rush race coming up ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really tired ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not physically tired .. well , yeah but my brain is also killing me out ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying alone is not enough ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me is killing me with their wants ... my mum , college ... gosh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew college life is this fucked up ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6430440707010589021?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6430440707010589021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6430440707010589021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6430440707010589021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6430440707010589021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy-busy-rush-rush-rush.html' title='busy busy busy rush rush rush'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7099836331112745568</id><published>2009-07-26T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:22:10.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mum's gathering</title><content type='html'>today i went for my mum's gathering at some commonwealth society near college. i didn't even know it existed. anyway, so it was all mak ciks .. aunties lar .... screaming coz so long never meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it took them almost 1 hour to get settled down. not to mention , i was so bored there. and there were nobody my age. neway, about 1.15 , finally it was time to get settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came a surprised sitting opposite my table. it was radhi khalid ! zomg ! i thought my eyes were playing me but its not !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks really different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yeah , i did talked to him. it was awesome. not much conversation but very meaningful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7099836331112745568?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7099836331112745568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-95665858101003913</id><published>2009-07-25T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:02:51.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slight update</title><content type='html'>well, yeah .. MaggieDes is back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-95665858101003913?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/95665858101003913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=95665858101003913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/95665858101003913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/95665858101003913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/slight-update.html' title='slight update'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-5669587261500984800</id><published>2009-07-25T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:31:15.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a shocking statement.</title><content type='html'>so i went to his house yesterday. and his mum came back drunk at 6.30 am in the morning !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she brought 2 strangers back home. and they asked who am i ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said "menantu saya" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first u act like u hate me . then u gave me chance. then u hate me again. now u say this ? what la is my status actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mums are forever complicated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5669587261500984800?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5669587261500984800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5669587261500984800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5669587261500984800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5669587261500984800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/shocking-statement.html' title='a shocking statement.'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7406469621831285623</id><published>2009-07-20T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:13:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just talked to him .. normal conversation</title><content type='html'>just had a talk with him. a normal conversation to start off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din know how much this has affected us both ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had been in so much trouble ever since the break up. well , me ... its written how "happy" i am .. i wouldn't quote it but im just happy for that moment. so i wouldn't call it true happiness ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... yeah .. he has been in lotsa sadness lately ... well so he said what has been happening in his family .. i feel bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then his brother needs money... i offered to help .. so well i called the brother.. and guess what . he din answer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 possibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;he doesn't wanna talk to me just becoz i couldn't help him with the broadband thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he's asleep ..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;well ... things are different .. i feel more mature after this .. i still want him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom brought up many thoughts ... should i go for miss usha's date service ?? haha .. i told him bout prom before.. i hope there's chance..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7406469621831285623?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7406469621831285623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7406469621831285623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7406469621831285623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7406469621831285623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-talked-to-him-normal-conversation.html' title='just talked to him .. normal conversation'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8357953477284027146</id><published>2009-07-16T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:42:51.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190th post and great news for moi !</title><content type='html'>alright, although i just went into emotion breakdown recently, but everything else went pretty much great for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i went to a beauty convention at pwtc ... muahahaha .. its actually only meant for beautician or students of beauty school but me, magdeline, manage to get in it !!!! well thanks to my brother who snuck me in .. i had to pretend as if i was a student from beaubelle ... hahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway , the products there were friggin cheap .. and they were all branded ! zomg .. too bad i only had rm100 and i couldn't make up my mind on what to buy .. so i just got some make up and beauty box thingy and masks and the rest i spent it on my mum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like life's working out for me ... im free .. its whether i want o not ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8357953477284027146?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8357953477284027146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8357953477284027146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8357953477284027146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8357953477284027146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/190th-post-and-great-news-for-moi.html' title='190th post and great news for moi !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4596382769954263551</id><published>2009-07-14T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:07:09.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ungu - tercipta untukmu</title><content type='html'>this song is based on a Indonesian show - Rahasia Pelangi and the song captured me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menatap indahnya senyuman diwajahmu&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku terdiam dan terpaku&lt;br /&gt;Mengerti akan hadirnya citra terindah&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau peluk mesra tubuhku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak kata yang tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;Kuungkapkan kepada dirimu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau selalu&lt;br /&gt;Hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah yang menyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau selalu&lt;br /&gt;Hadir dan temani aku&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkah yang menyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tercipta untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasti waktu akan mampu&lt;br /&gt;Memanggil seluruh ragaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin kau tahu ku selalu milikmu&lt;br /&gt;Yang mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang hidupku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLaCP2bQ7Ek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLaCP2bQ7Ek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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untukmu'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1653358075748073302</id><published>2009-07-13T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:36:35.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my dearest anabel</title><content type='html'>oh my dearest anabel ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you scare me when i heard the new that your lung collapsed !! i know it was a bad bdae .. dun worry k .. it will all be well soon. we're all here for u ! we'll pray that you get well soon !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought you frosties tho !!!! know its ur fav !! pass it to jenn to pass to you !!!! love you !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1653358075748073302?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1653358075748073302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1653358075748073302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1653358075748073302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1653358075748073302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-my-dearest-anabel.html' title='to my dearest anabel'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1494900615390201360</id><published>2009-07-13T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:30:55.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>many good news !!!</title><content type='html'>well today was basically a good day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college ...&lt;br /&gt;okay, i got loads of attn from lecturers today !!! its like whoooah .... then the best part came when mr.murali called me and a few others to meet him after class .. so he informed us that we were chosen to go to Leo Burnett advertising company due to our persuasive speaking performance ! it is one of the top advertising companies that made adverts for Maxis, Petronas, Dutch Lady, Mc-Donalds, Marlboro and so forth. i was like wooooooah ! it was a surprise ! din know my talking can help me ! this is a great opportunity for the fact i can learn a lot thru this tour thingy and we're gonna get loads of freebies !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after class, we're suppose to go visit ana(come to that in the next post !!!) . but it was cancelled. so me and jeslyn went to 1u. so, look for dresses, and jalan jalan. then we went to look for prom dress. went to some shop and jeslyn made me try the dresses. i know i can't wear it .. i know it. but she insisted. so i just tried it. it was like wow !!!! i could wear ittttt !!! i can't believe it ! it was like a miracle. i tried the dress before and could never fit in but now i can ! zomg !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to another shop , saw some clothes. i wanted to buy something for my mum. so bought one purple top for her. it should suit her the fact that it looks sweet. then went to another place. not saying what and where. bought CHRISTINE LEE  something which is so her !!! n yeah. like i said. u better come get it chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, im glad i lose some weight that i can now finally fit into things i wanna wear. it feels kinda satisfacting to get to do somethig for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1494900615390201360?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1494900615390201360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1494900615390201360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1494900615390201360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1494900615390201360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/many-good-news.html' title='many good news !!!'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7536920896909388909</id><published>2009-07-12T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:36:43.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to that certain guys out there</title><content type='html'>first time i heard a guys saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"promises are meant to be broken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u call this a guy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a guy says all the thing about them and claiming that the girls are the immature and the not understanding ones ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you know who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;are. no need to say much. not just 1 guy. its to all the guys who think that they are the "goody-goody" ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;we girls think too much is because we are afraid that you guys will leave us. well , you can call it stupid, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but if we don't love you, hell like we care !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we can flirt around with others ! since we girls like to say fishes, so here's the old saying where : "there are more fishes outside the sea"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we girls can be bitches. but know who's the bastard first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we don't know the limits of a person . different people have different limit. so if u wanna talk about the limit thing is , tell and commute puh-lease.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;certain girls have high expectation on some bf/husband or whatsoever but NOT ALL GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we never force a guy to do what they want. you know human rights ?? you can put a stop if you don't want to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;now u can use that women are complicated. we're just thinking about the possibilities that might happen. well , so far, it is mostly true about what we thought of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we might not be mature at a certain situation or mindset, but we can be if you guys want to. our immaturity is brought by all your stupid fake promises and lies and sweet talks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;everyone has their own mindset. what's wrong with it ? it might be good and bad. nobody says u have to abide it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; if you wanna do your thing, tell and explain why exactly now or whatever shit. oh yeah ... most people A.K.A MOST GUYS don't learn human communication. SAD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;girls just wish the guys to stay 24/7 to spend time. we know the part called "personal life" but we didn't ask you to leave that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nobody ask you to buy EVERY SINGLE THING in the mall or whatever. we just want something memorable from a guy where we can keep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that's what wrong with you guys. no affection. egocentric.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no feelings. well you got that right. again. being egoist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we see it as "you don't care" .&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;why ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;because how are we suppose to know if there's no feeling, no emotion, no reaction , no response ! we can't assume that you are happy or disappointed o whatever !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the "heart and feeling" and the "reason" thingy. STOP BULLSHITTING. its just an excuse for both sex to defend themselves. but you know we are making sense.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;remember what u boys/guys did. think it through bout what u did. you did it for the sake of fun ? for players, officially no hope. no matter what race you are, you will rot n burn in hell for being a player. u blame a girl for their flaws but never see what's yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you know , you are crying and begging the get her back. oh yeah. i've heard that before. you got that right chris. twice. both are players. wow. you're great. i can't stop laughing now. and both are enormously horny freaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe, don't be down. wake up. stand up. that guy ? officially no use. from what he can say, you know he's a useless person. u're smart and pretty. bring a hawt date for prom k ? i will do too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz , good for you ! you moved on. you bf's kinda hawt ! tell him to take care of u !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;des ? well.. d prob is i left u. so. yeah. im not to be bullied k. same case as the person who says "promise are meant to be broken" , i can be immature to u. but. i know im right at moment when i did it for your own good. u think i like to care so much ? well ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i did it coz i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and like what phoebe says ... the word "i love you" doesn't apply anymore. it doesn't make sense when u say i love you but still something else that make me sad. that not much of a love is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be lonely without u, but im not lonely at all coz i have my friends and family who can love me and support me. u can think "of that's the case , go to ur family n frens" . again... i said a million time (i might have exxagerated) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can live without you. i just dun want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7536920896909388909?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7536920896909388909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7536920896909388909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7536920896909388909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7536920896909388909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-that-certain-guys-out-there.html' title='to that certain guys out there'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8058701286117130772</id><published>2009-07-12T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:39:05.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil update</title><content type='html'>after posting d blog before this, a few hours later, my tragic happened. well, it was all my fault like he said... my temper, my feelings. it all roll like a ball and i just the ball to him. then. it was over. the last i remembered was, screaming at the lrt station with people looking at me. it was funny but embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, its over. yea. officially. i don't even think he's gonna make the effort to get me back. well now . like i posted on fb :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;leave it all behind. i have no time to lose. im not letting my emotions take over me. last nite was good enuf for me to be sober. its Sunday. and today, mag comes a live like never before with new determination. from now on, study comes first. the rest... we'll see how. n love will now definitely be last.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be different than ever. since im now single and available, im gonna make myself pretty. *winks* .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8058701286117130772?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1731450946746681387</id><published>2009-07-11T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:13:56.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life ???</title><content type='html'>things are like so complicated... i don't know what to do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean ... this jealousy in me is coming out .... its not the ME i know anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in college , i feel so stupid n ugly .. there's like what ? a hundred thousand of people smarter and prettier ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in club, im like a lil nobody anymore ... im like so looked down ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my friends ? thats ... something i dun plan to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my bf ? well ... its tough ... we don't talk o sms o spend much QUALITY time together anymore ... most of the time we argue ... im like getting more and more tempremental ... i dunno why ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its feels like my head can burst anytime ... i try all my life ..  AND I MEANT ALL MY LIFE trying to please somebody ... im tired... im really tired... i don't wanna please anyone ... why is this life so complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in light n easy fm , the dj said "don't make promises you can't keep. it can be fatal." i don mean to make the promises .. if can.. i dun wanna make any promises ... coz in the end, if i can't do it, people will look at me and start blaming ... but , however, for a pretty gal o cute guy, they will say, nvm ... its okay .. not ur fault ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does look really affect everything ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this thing so much ... pretty or sexy gals will never understand .. dun say u do when u don't . i hate people who say "i understand how u feel... i know it" . sometime si feel liek telling shut up ! i know u dont .. im not gonna feel better when u say u know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day ... i really wish one day ... i can get away from this wall i built ... from this barrier i make .. i wanna earn like a lot of money... n al i wanna do .. is get away... better ? make my money, build my own island... where nobody can find me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1731450946746681387?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1731450946746681387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1731450946746681387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1731450946746681387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1731450946746681387'/><link 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say .. except , i'd be leaving him soo n... anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-3826166091274886941?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3826166091274886941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=3826166091274886941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/3826166091274886941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/3826166091274886941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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so , i have to for m2m ... i dun feel like going ... u hate to see lorna .. i hate her so much ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i might be aiman number 2 coz i failed to fulfill the t-shirt thing and send the letters in time. i din ask for it . the t-shirt were really too rushing. and , anyway , its not me who's gonna get any name. yeah i know its team work .. but face it , even in the posters, or coming soo fliers , my name's not there when i did d donkey job as much as jeslyn. that's why i decide to help less . i dowan to be doing so many things but in the end , its other people who get the credit .. its unfair for me... and yeah ... that fucking lorna has been looking down on me, thinking i can't do anything kind of expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since its ana's bdae tomorrow, i'll just go m2m and celebrate with her. she's been a good friend .. she is a good friend. u see some rich people acting so arrogantly, but she's different. so is jenn.. they're both rich but , dun flare it , in terms of attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this week, it came to me that im actually inda worthless ... my results are so bad ... a gal, who's chinese educated, can do better than me. n me ? talk only number 1 , but result like shit ... n in anything , no matter what i do, people will always help the pretty princess ... i dun understand why people looks at the beauty outside... i can see flaws in people, but other ppl , usually guys disagrees with it, or dun mind bout it ... that's the part i never understand. maybe my self esteem is going away from me .. i dunno ... i just feel like giving up in life ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1487589666894024955?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ! my marks !!! nvm .. its as same as last sem where i din do well for mid half but creditsssssss for my finals ! i just hope my marketing can get distinction !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-680396897815304884?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/680396897815304884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=680396897815304884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/680396897815304884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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candy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes chris i know ure gonna say me horny ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes ! the chat with u today was tempting.. couldn't take my eyes off u .... omg jesse .. why are u so cute .. not to mention we have so many ways alike .. i wonder if ure single ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1526819332863331959?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1526819332863331959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1526819332863331959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1526819332863331959'/><link 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California fitness , fitness first , jackie chan or celebrity fitness , its quite conducive for ME .. anyway , a gym is just to work out .. y would u want such great deco when ure just there to work out ? not to be negative but yeah .. y?? u pay so much just to see the deco ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway , i started working out yesterday .. and so the first day was okay coz i had some tests then i did some warm ups and a lot of other basic exercises .. today , my second day , was a bit tough coz my legs are already hurting but i still carried on coz it was normal for ME .. well im fat .. so yeah ... then best thing was , yesterday i had aeden , an indian guy , not bad looking... today i got some , i dunno if he's a chinese but of course he has the chinese colour ... but he speaks a lil differently .. a lil singlish and a lil portugese slang .. so yeah .. neway , he's cute .. i have to say it .. and his biceps are just yummy ... then after working out , i went to the locker and get my stuff then this chinese guy suddenly said hi to me and intro-ed himself ... leng chai weh ... omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna ss-ing deeeee...... omg omg omg omg ... i can't wait till tomorrow to see himmmmmmm or themmmmm or new cute guys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah , the body builders there are also friggin hawt ! i can mesmerize while working out (which i did)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-854032684107191082?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/854032684107191082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=854032684107191082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just enrolled myself into this gym for weight lose program ... and yeah .. i nearly puke air yesterday ... it was so friggin tired.. i had to do fitness test and bla bla bla ... so firstly , aden ( my trainer) made me run for 3 minutes and my pulse immediately went 140 beat per minute ...then he made me do all teh exercise from toes all the way to my arm ... the thigh and the hip part was the most n i say THE MOST tiring one ... then i h had to carry the dumb bell and do sum thing with it .. omg omg omg .... i tell u .. it was shitty tiring .. im so sleepy now .. and i have not done my research paper !!!! shittttttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8627856639078821585?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-5056859977157059018</id><published>2009-06-28T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:20:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long lovely weekend !</title><content type='html'>so thursday i went back after exam .. i had marketing and sadly , i missed out the question that i could ever known but i just forgot what was it .. sadly .. so i went to the bus stop hesitating whether i should take rapidkl bus to go kl sentral or should i take metro bus and go staright to puduraya since my bus is at 4 and it was only 2.40 .. so rapidkl came and i just went up .. so i just take all the time i have in the world while other was rushing .. so when i reached pudu , there was still half an hour to go .. wait ni lah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went back home. my mum fetched me .. then went out makan with my mum and friggin brother ... and after that we went to my granny's house to see my aunty .. then , haha .. pluck rambutan !!! my all time favourite , plucking and eating em ... cunted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next day .. friday i think ... yeah yeah ... my mum worked half day ... so bout 1.30 we went for luch , service the car and went SHOPPING !!!! i bought a soda pants for my presentations ... dam cun ... from size 32 to size 30 .... i didn't lose weight k .. its just that soda sizes are bigger ... and then bought more pants .. and new pants for my gymming !!!! shorts :p ! my mum almost scream when she knew im just buying it for gym .. fresh start ma. ... haha .. then we went to biotherm coz my mum wanna get her facial wash .. then she bought me my facial wash that cost in total rm600 !!!! together with mask and bla bla bla .... i nearly kill her for buying it jst for my friggin pimples ! tho its for me :p.. then makan dinner at burger king ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day ! saturday ! hell of an adventure wth chris and dave in the morn and liz by the nite ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning : so the three of us went for stsd's carnival .. support la kan ... so we really met lotsa old friends !!! brought back so many sweet memoirs ! and prakash just look so adorable .. n eugene is so tall ! and joy , suprisingly look more clean and groomed and i have to say cuter than before .. dans the same... hmmm... who ellse i met ... oh ! sim's more manly and not so cool as before... as for the other people of other forms , argggghh .. ignore them .. i dun care .. and lai tee is so so so super cute lil nerdy babe .. and sherynne looks so sweet with the shorts and busy look ... omgomg ... then me and chris bought books from the jumble sale .. few bucks for lovely books ! i have to say i pity sweaty coz her mum send all her books there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then we went to mp to eat ... and shop .. wanted to watch movie but waited for liz .. maybe she wanna watch .. too bad she didn't ... and then we went window shopping .. and wow , coz mng had sale .. so chris pulled me in .. n i bought my first mng t-shirt for rm39 ... so sua ku ... omg ... but still !!!! i see ppl wearing mng everywhere in kl .. all except ... moi ... well , im not rich .. hehehehe ... then we went adidas and help david get a job ... sad ... waiting for answer .. and chris took my pic when i was standing under , not exactly under ... i was just under coz im short .. the statue looks tall and black and gigantic .. can't blame me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night : then night found liz eating then we went to dp padang and sit awhile , mesmerize the old times ... then went to portugese settlement to pass miko stuff then we went to jetty , where arena , the new club is and hitz.fm was there ... what was sad ... illegal 18 .... but i was in already .... !!!!!! but had to come out co chris and dave were outside .!!! shit u ! i wanted to go clubbing k !!! eat ni u both know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue later .. i wan sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5056859977157059018?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5056859977157059018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5056859977157059018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5056859977157059018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5056859977157059018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-lovely-weekend.html' title='a long lovely weekend !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4405292390904638441</id><published>2009-06-24T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:09:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updatessss</title><content type='html'>again , im leaving my blog to death .... neway ... its updatessss from i guess since monday ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway , monday i couldn't do my human comm ... terrible ... horrible ... i totally jacked my exam ... so after exam , i went to cmd (customer marketing department) to do my internship time together wth jeslyn ... so i did the telecommunicating thingy ... i had to call the sasa scholars people and ask them for a poll thingy on which date to go for camp .. i had to call like 60 people ... wah ... talk till my mouth oso tired ... then when i finished i went and help jeslyn with the scholarship form thingy putting the evaluation form into the appliction form and put the application forms into envelopes .. so this is what marketing people do ... sad case ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about 3.30 me and the cmd guy(derek) and a a-level gal(michelle) went to melaka for gbs career fair which is the next day ... skip all the thing ...... so at gbs ... ever talked to the person at the career fair ??? well this time , they talked to me ! wow !!! friggin awesome wehhhhhhh !!!! im like what ??? the education counsellor of the day ... n best of all , i explained to them bout psychology !!!!!! whoooooop !!!! my line ! dammmmm cunteddddd !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to go to several schools to pass the sasa scholarship form .. and so when it was st.david (lovely old faithful school) , mr.tan(the counsellor) told me to go to the classes and talk to the student bout the scholarship personally instead of him ! omg omg  !!! soooo proud wehhhh ! so when we entered the class ,  he announced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr.tan : hi , good morning students .. i have something to introduce to you all .. as you can see the person stnding in front of you is your senior , magdeline *claps and cheers !!!* . and today she's here to present to you a scholarship by help university college where she is this scholarship holder as well. so lets lend our ears to her and hear her tell us about this scholarship *cheers again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : hey people ! well as mr.tan said , im gonna explain to u bout this scholarship .... bla bla bla ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ! this is the first time i was given the true true honour to speak on behalf of a scholarship and college !!!! i feel sooooo awed by it man !!! like seriously ! omg !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so thankful to be actually given an opportunity to speak on behalf of sasa ... its great .. i really feel useful for the 10th time ? tho im not so pretty n famous but who cares .... im just so thanful for being able to do things some people can't afford to do so !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now !!!!!!!! i can't deciide what i wanna do for degreeeeeeee !!!! should i still go ahead for psych ??? or marketing ??? omg .. i can't decide !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-4405292390904638441?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4405292390904638441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=4405292390904638441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4405292390904638441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4405292390904638441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/06/updatessss.html' title='updatessss'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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that i couldn't go for gig n des think it as guys nites out tho i really wanna be there coz i was so disappointed and sad and .... disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that i got a membership for a club to do gym with a personal trainer (to lose weight !!!) , yoga , swimming, some sports etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;geli hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; top see kids swim see so many bobbing head from the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for spending rm30 on korean meal with vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to save rm300 for dress that me and vivian saw and to lose weight for prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , thinking of someone ... so cute and rich .... no hope la .. he's taken ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;messed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with how my relationship is going and leading to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;undecided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whether to stay up tonite to study ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-800220063057525394?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/800220063057525394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=800220063057525394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/800220063057525394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/800220063057525394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/06/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-5499671831395280963</id><published>2009-06-18T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:39:56.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>just now me and vivian were talking like a lot bout our bf's attitude and all ... well , its good to know that someone is going thru what i am .. not that other people is not .. but well , they're all from miri .. so , sekampung la tu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and so we talked bout how manja they were , how ego they were.... and all ... now i miss him. .. everytime we meet its like something bad must happen ... i just wish i can turn back to the honey moon times we had .. where we never argue ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to changes in conditions , we're both so diferent now .. i stil love him tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : cigarettes taste so good that i can't stop it ...................... oni when im stressssssssss like today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5499671831395280963?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5499671831395280963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5499671831395280963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5499671831395280963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5499671831395280963'/><link rel='alternate' 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the pain there ... i would probably just go for cesarean ... omg .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also .. first times ..... like in sex ... yeah , females are also the one to feel the pain instead of guys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;females also are the ones that always getting breast cancer ... which i dunno why la .. but yea ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are the mens so lucky .... they never have to suffer anything except when their balls get whacked lar ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor us as females ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-880891724817906475?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/880891724817906475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=880891724817906475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/880891724817906475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/880891724817906475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/06/poor-females.html' title='poor females ?'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1833611530919945661</id><published>2009-06-13T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:03:58.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my best memories ...</title><content type='html'>high school ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;skipping class with friends just to play volleyball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sitting at far end of the class just to eat/sleep/talk/do homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waiting till recess just to eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;skipping school just because im too lazy to get up from bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing homework last minute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disturbing and making riot for the teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cam-whoring with chris and almost everyone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;screaming and chasing (usually) guys in the class till the corridor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking bout gg n oth with chris and manda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to liz talk bout stories at the back of the class just because i can't read chinese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to mp3 at the end of the class instead of listening to teacher talk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to le-mong-tang (only st.davidians understand) and lepak after school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;smoking at le-mong-tang with the chao-ah-bengs :p (sorry larhhhhh) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eating and digging thru junks at le-mong-tang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking back/cycling back to liz's house after school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to go somewhere/do something outrage after school &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the arguements lia me and chris has in the changing rooms mostly right before exam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking bout guys ??? david teo .. or www ... again , only me chris and liz understand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;our purple book with all the facts and  ....... better not tell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;singing in the class like a super singer !!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;college..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;randomly saying "hi" to anyone at the corridor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;randomly saying "i like you shirt" at the corridor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not much cam-whoring but yeah , love the cam-whoring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;genting trip with the 5 womens ....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;again , skipping class and coll !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finding food to eat for lunch/ deciding what to eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing neopets on 1st sem while waiting for class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing loudly &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disturbing jeslyn and the guys after her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wear underwear inside out at genting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing at anabel's blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sacarstic : love the rush meetings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go swimming with ana at vivian's apartment &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;camp ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;with baby ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to him play guitar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he looks straight into my eyes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he says " ure so cute"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he disturbs me in cc with his terrible singing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tickling me when i ignore him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooks for me his so called self creation food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking greatly bout himself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he takes the cigaratte away from me when i wanna take from him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he suddenly kiss me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he hugs me from the back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he talks bouit the facts and myths of his own creation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he plays my games for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talks to me when i argue with my mum (but still say me lebih at the end)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when he protects me whenever his mum try to "bully" me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bring me go leisure bay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ignores me when he plays dota tho i try to kiss him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wanna bite my finger when i touch his lips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;snores when he sleeps (how comfy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to look at my blog when im trying to write&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;calling me lala ( which im not ! )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to tell me what to eat and what not to eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disturbing me whenever possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;whacking my butt when i go up the stairs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;worries bout me when i go clubbing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;praises my food when i cook for him ... which i don't anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;dunno what else d .. i'll update when i figure out more :p .. sowee baby ... im thinking of c.o.d right now so im not gonna write much ... u know i love u ! mwahsssss !! oh wait .. i love u people too !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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...'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-730274161479189283</id><published>2009-06-11T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:19:41.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is going on ?</title><content type='html'>this post is for u christine ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all , u really really need to cool it of .. as hard as it sounds , u just need to . if u don't ure gonna end up making things worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go for the first thing that's bugging ur mind up. ur studies. u HAVE to know what u want. christine , if u don't , no one else can help u . maybe now u don't know what u want to be yet , but try and identify what are ur little little criterias that may be able to help u find the suitable course . i know what u'll say , but , STOP MAKING EXCUSES .  its time to really start thinking bout the right thing compared to all ur lil thouhgts which come so random. find ways like seeing the counsellor. if u feel u can't approach them , maybe u can go to our old faithful mr.tan .. im sure he can help u more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next , D ... what are u doing .. im a bit blurr like why u do things for the sake of doing ? what about the consequences ? if mr.tan sees this , im dead for agreeing my friends to fall in love. but so what. love is free. back here , u both been thru so much .. and by so much , u know what are the matters that u both went thru before .. about his mum ? ignore her ... i know im being rude and his brother probably be pissed at me when seeing this .. but yeah ... time to take YOUR stand ... do what u feel is right.. are u gonna give up on the love u build just because his mother not happy ? yeah , he should obey and respect his mum ... he should know how to balance both ... if not , what's the point of getting into a relationship ? and u , as a gf , just try to abid as much as possible and close one eye ... just asume ure doing for D if u love him .. it can be simple .. but we like to go the hard way ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris , what happen to u ?? my ques is ..... u became so weak ... that's not the christine i know anymore ... what happen to her .. i've only not seen u for 2 month , tops .... but ure already so different .. what happen to that care-free christine lee ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-730274161479189283?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8005868381258424813</id><published>2009-06-08T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:12:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apart from that</title><content type='html'>i did well in my marketing quiz again ! okay , not so well but its good for me ! i got 3.5/5 for the first quiz and 3/5 for the second ! wooo-hoo ! awesome-nesssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8005868381258424813?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8005868381258424813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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AGAIN IT WAS A RANDOM TOPIC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wanna get so mad about it for ... u get mad at me i dun care la .. what jeslyn they all did to deserve ur cool-ness ? i did it not them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can say im making this big. i dun care. im just speaking from my point of view. honestly , i can't take all this controversy anymore. if u really hate me so much just for saying my point of view , i can't do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1925870472541601852?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1925870472541601852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1925870472541601852' title='0 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wow</title><content type='html'>like i always say , whatever i do , people will think its either good nor bad ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... maybe my life just practically sucks lar ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or my mouth ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ... yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about ME ... me myself and i ... self biasness ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;im very very hot tempered and bad tempered&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;me ... honesty .. i come first ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im the attitude with , u dun like it , u can go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate people talking bout me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u can call me bitch in the notty way but if ure serious , i oso dun care la&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i won't say im right or wrong , but i won't say others is also right or wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate people telling me what to do &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate stereotypes .... calling themself goth , emo , watever bullshit ... ure not one if u say ure one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dun blame others if u dun c what u do first a.k.a pot calling the kettle black&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can bear with attitudes but patience has limits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dun mind opinions , but dun tell what i do is right or wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;my friends ALL should know my attitude. if u find u can't bear me now , i can proudly tell u , u can go ... a can go , but many will come back ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i learn thru experience as well ... i meet many people of same kind ... sometime i can say nvm ... but not all the time ... u can be good and all , but that doesn't make u best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;soo ....... fuck u all ! i love u people ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps : i love the word fuck so much that i can't stop using it ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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glasses. eeew. horny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more .. but .. lazy lar to upload :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5420305785817035296?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5420305785817035296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/SiOBg5gi3XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8o6nnHZhvdo/s72-c/IMG_3872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-9024515996183346436</id><published>2009-06-01T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:42:02.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me what u want</title><content type='html'>i can't figure u out. are we like really falling out of love ? i know ure not reading this thats why i have the guts to tell it all in here ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong ... can someone just tell me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i say , i dun get u at all ... what u want ... tell me ... i try to make u smile , laugh ... but i just fail without failing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it thats bothering that mind of urs ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i like nothing anymore to u  ?? tell me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sick of this thing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing i do is ever right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to forgive forget , forgive , forget ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't do this forever ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-9024515996183346436?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9024515996183346436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=9024515996183346436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/9024515996183346436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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have its way .. now ? we have to fight for our "spot" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago , des's cousin told me that his mum found a wife for him .. already seen and talk to .. wow ... great huh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ... acoustic echo .. i dunno if it was okay .. but from what i've seen , i know its failing ... and all our hardwork is gonna be gone like that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i talked to my mum bout the event ... i ended up crying ... i was crying not becoz of the event ... all i could think was about des , marrying someone else ... all my thoughts just vanished ... as though the wind sweeping the dust away ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today .. we never fail to argue again .. all for fucking fishing and his brother ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till this point .. i can't take it anymore ... with studies , with club , with des and his family ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno how long i can take this anymore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want everything to be over ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-631796566032257206?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/631796566032257206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=631796566032257206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/631796566032257206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/631796566032257206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-greatly-things-turn-out.html' title='how &quot;greatly&quot; things turn out'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6485305284025371267</id><published>2009-05-29T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:00:35.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agin .. public transport .. so unreliable .. and .... FUCK THE WHOLE RUSH THING</title><content type='html'>today is such a fuckin bad luck day ... its just not my day . got drunk last nite .. nvm .. forget it ... then woke up at 8.30 to go to subang ... ended up leaving home at 9.30++ ... get taxi to kl sentral ... took ktm to subang ... at subang , took mini bus to some place larh ... forget it .. so d destination that me n my bf wanted to go , the bus doesn't pass .... shit ... so , walked for bout 10 mins .... fucking hawt and tiring .... forget it ... den my phone rang ... a msg from vivian ... "mag , jeslyn say u have to be there (acoustics echo ... fuck shit event) early noe ... so i call her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : "jeslyn . how 'early' do i have to be there ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jeslyn : "bout 5 la .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : "i dun think i can make it that early lo ... i got no transpot n im currently in sunway .. gonna put the posters up later ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jeslyn : "where can ... u come to help la den kuberan fetch us there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : "i try la .. but i dun think i'll be that early noe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jeslyn :"why ... eh dun like that la .. u still have ur own duty noe .. and then later lorna luan sum more ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : "i'll call lorna and tell her "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jeslyn : " okay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(calls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me : "okay , i told lorna i'll be late d.. she said okay.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jeslyn : "den okay lo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; after doin his thing , took cab to sunway pyramid from summit ... fucking 10 bucks gone ..... fuck fuck shit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sunway pyramid .. too tired .... and fucking hungry ... went mcd for its unhealthily cheap meal ... eat halfway ... phone ring ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeslyn : "hello mag ah ... u din send minutes to all of us bout the duty u noe . i need it if not how am i suppose to delicate the job ..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : silence ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeslyn : "hello?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : "um anabel said she's type for me yesterday .. but i din send .. sorry .."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeslyn : "den how leh .. i need the thing u noe ........."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : silence &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jeslyn : "hello?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me : "nvm .. i'll go back get it ......."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i kenot take this fuck shit anymore ! den rush to sunway college... call my fren just for this shit .. people dah lah got exam next week but still have to help me with the posters .... so wait for the shuttle bus .. go sunway back and forth ... took bus to pudu ... den wait for metro bus 6 to go bak ... wait for almost 45 mins also no bus ... how fuck shit can our malaysian transportation be ? in rhe end .. walked to pasar seni ... lost in the city ... wow .... fuck ... just absolutely fuck ..... finally got it ... take lrt n taxi all the way back to my house .. and den fucking guess wat ! din bring key .. brother not home ..... so fucking cun .... just so cun .... now ... waste tiem at cc .. kenot even rest ... bank card at home ... no money ..... just so fucking great ... the world is so great .. everything is a piss to me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this whole rush thing ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lecturer dah lah so demanding ... say ownself do a lot work and others never do work .. late send her thing say i this and that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;club members ? no offence but u people are nothing ... nobody help nothing .. meeting ?? people that turn up are like shit numbers ... committees are not like committees ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i say no offence .. but especially to babila ... just stop ur crap and ur golf shit ..... u can be good at golf .. but u are also good at bullshitting ... mark this .. .BULLSHIT ... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6485305284025371267?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6485305284025371267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6485305284025371267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6485305284025371267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6485305284025371267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/agin-public-transport-so-unreliable-and.html' title='agin .. public transport .. so unreliable .. and .... FUCK THE WHOLE RUSH THING'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1793341162148923330</id><published>2009-05-26T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:54:48.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friends love me !</title><content type='html'>arghhhh ! i always forget to write something in my blog !!! oh yeah .. my friends love me ... awww ... seriously ... damn guys so so much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , i forgot to tell wat happen today !!! i sprayed pepper spray in the restaurant !!!!! i was actually just trying it ... i kept pressing but nothing came out... well i guess it was telling me not to press it .. but i really wanted to c it ! so i kept pressing and it did come out ! n it made all the customer in the restaurant came out :p ... im so really sorry ... i din know it was that strong ! it was ... so gals ... pepper spray really helps ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again , im sorry to mags n news cafe customer .. all i can say is oops ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah .. i mish u smokey ! u tasted so nice ... it was just 2 sticks and im getting adicted ...owh no ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1793341162148923330?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1793341162148923330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1793341162148923330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1793341162148923330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1793341162148923330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-friends-love-me.html' title='my friends love me !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1343978429996960769</id><published>2009-05-26T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:47:35.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo vinod , emo , mad to max</title><content type='html'>vinod , im following ur friggin blog ! and its so emo ... another version .. omfg .... y larh ... btw , thanks u ... i miss that tall smoky thingy we did today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , so there's this college event of mine .. and its for our club funraising thingy for the so called amazing race. and here are the details !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(copied from juliye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Acoustics Echo&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Acoustics Echo &lt;/span&gt;is an event hosted by HELP and those that brought you Latin American Fever Night at Supperclub, and of course , RUSH. The concept behind this event will bring together all performancers, locally famous/infamous, not-really-known, to downright never heard before, all in the same night, in the same place for the same aim, which is to allow the audience to enjoy the night, swelling with music and arts and few laughs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;We have guitarists/singers, percussionist, violinist, comedians, Latin dancers, beat boxers, break dancers all in one show so you'll never get bored throughout the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This the THE SHOW for the month , by the time it ends, you'll want some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;29th may&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Civics Hall, PJ states , next to MBPJ HQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm way into 12 midnight !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are selling at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;rm15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, freebies for the first 100 ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad 2 Max is a hiphop dance competition that is organisd by HELP university college. It is a club party and for more information please go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://hiphopmad2max.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need to know is over there already and the more importants details are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;venue : Euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;time : 6pm-10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ticket price : rm40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;date : 10th july.&lt;/span&gt; *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i willl be superb upset if i see any of the friends i know, or i am close with rejecting my invitation on fb hohoho. i will not............. friend you anymore. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are underaageee , i know many of you are , you can still come. with the condition that you will have to leave right after the event ends, which is at 10pm. You can always choose to stay, but thats NOT under our responsibilty any longer. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1343978429996960769?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1343978429996960769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1343978429996960769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1343978429996960769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1343978429996960769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo-vinod-emo-mad-to-max.html' title='emo vinod , emo , mad to max'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-3371047941829194665</id><published>2009-05-25T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:53:07.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over?</title><content type='html'>we had our last conversation of the day just now. from now on , i will only msg him 2 weeks once. i'll not see him anymore. this week will probably be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both decided on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bitter my heart is, i can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost faith on everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're getting further n further apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is fading from day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna bother anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna bother anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on , its just Magdeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might start smoking again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-3371047941829194665?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3371047941829194665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=3371047941829194665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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shoutouts were : tell god that the bitch is back . yea .. it derived from gossip girl . and she's so right. desmond always ask me y i like this show so much ? yea , it might be bullshit and all "gossipy" but , lets face the facts . we do it all . cheating and sex and lying and all of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i suddenly say tell god that the bitch is back ? that's coz the old mag is back . only my high school mates know how horrible i am. tho Jesus and college changed me , but now , my fucking so called "in-laws" changed me back. yeah i know. im not married to him. well , now i wish i wouldn't . i don't think i will ever bear staying with his family at all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now , im gonna be evil and harsh and extraordinary loud back. and my curings ? its gonna be way worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it ... worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to diny and uchin (desmonds stepmum n dad) : u people are ugly ! ugliest thinking i've ever known. i always thought u can only find this in drama but , im proven wrong ! u leave a 15 year old child alone at home with only RM30 to survive for 2 friggin weeks while u go away for a friggin holiday ? u people are monster ! u expect ur son who is always broke and far away from u n keep his credit limit at only RM30 ? uchin , u go fuck around with other people when ure already take ? ure sick ! all married man fucking around are sick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna make ur son successful ! im gonna make him better than other people in ur family. i'll make u people regret for the way u people treat him. he's not an animal. when theres a credit , u take . when there a fault , u blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck u people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-2834676569661509062?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6584883044581019777</id><published>2009-05-25T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:18:11.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopping spree and a bad luck !</title><content type='html'>okay , i went back to melaka on friday with jeslyn to do the fuc shit rush stuff again .. im sorry but thanks to fucking babila .. if it wasn't coz of u we wouldn't have to waste our time and effort goin down doing all the fuck shit stuff again . ure lucky that the shopping save ur fucking life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there wa sale all over melaka ... so i went to do some shopping .. i finally got 2 new pants ! hallelujah ! and 4 new shirt .. my shirt i have to say , is fucking awesome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its 10 bucks oni ! dam cunted !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we had to do sum stuff at jonker street so we had to go to jonker *obviously* .. so we got jenn , anabel , vinod , joshua and nick each a necklace ! ancient with wood carving .. hopefully they like it :) .. vinod ... dun emo emo ... hopefully the necklace cheer u up a bit :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay .. here come the bad luck part .. so  we went back to kl .. jeslyn's aunty offer to fetch me back.. so i said okay .. den she ask if we want to go pasar malam at tmn mayang , so we said okay .. and we all wanted to eat asam laksa ... den fine ... guess .. *i like asking people to guess ain't i??* .i got choked on the friggin fish bone !!! it got stuck at my throat !!! i had a hard time then ..&lt;br /&gt;so i immediately went back and head to the toilet coughing it out at first . then it still wouldn't work .. so i dig it out .. it still didn't work .. i ate cereal and swallowed it .. still didn't work ! so i went to d doctor and she also can't do anything oz my throat was already swollen and bleeding .. she only can prescribe me with anti biotic and take rice or bread and eat so that the bone can go by itself ... omg .. i couldn't sleep the whole nite coz of the pain .. i was sleeping and swallowing my saliva in agony !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god save me !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6584883044581019777?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6584883044581019777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6584883044581019777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6584883044581019777'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnUOJonRcCw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnUOJonRcCw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkcE6Vy-e6c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkcE6Vy-e6c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-connie-talbot.html' title='sweet connie talbot'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-614167283096664033</id><published>2009-05-21T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:37:39.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another great cover</title><content type='html'>okay , this guy's name is gabe .. thanks aloy for introducing this person to me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay , if you people like disney's song .. listen to his cover !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BukzDp8n-V0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BukzDp8n-V0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qmEtvjxZ7hM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qmEtvjxZ7hM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-great-cover.html' title='another great cover'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1097899701526555599</id><published>2009-05-21T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:32:37.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow ! categorizing ?</title><content type='html'>okay .. this whole new semester , i learnt something new ... categorizing ... very essential in marketing .. but its also used in a class called critical thinking .. well its also used in human comm and psychology ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , i got all my definitions rite just that my sentence a little out .. we were to categorize the words given in the different types of definitions .. and so yeah .. i got it rite .. but at the same time i was thinking ... why do we need to categorize ? just like human categorizing as well ? we label everything everyone .. we think what we want to think .. why can't there be just one meaning for one word ? why can't there be one type of class among people instead of seperating the classes to upper , middle and lower ? in psyc , they categorize the type of people according to what they do or their disorder ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something it feels so scary .. how we human became so curious or so called "adventuruos" that we can come up with so many meanings and words and even thoughts .. tho i learnt critical thinking for only just 3 weeks , im already scared .. scared of the fact that humans are actually so scary .. there are so many kinds of people around us .. i learnt to know bout myself too while learning it .. and i feel scared bout myself ... how scary i've been .. i always thought it was nothing but now it all comes and disturb my brain .. i duno what to think .. how to think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i don't turn into a person that i don't even know ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1097899701526555599?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1097899701526555599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1097899701526555599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1097899701526555599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1097899701526555599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-categorizing.html' title='wow ! categorizing ?'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7032768002375313507</id><published>2009-05-20T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:15:18.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Step-Father&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Step-Mother&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Step Sister&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Step Brother&lt;br /&gt;[x] Brother&lt;br /&gt;[x] Brother In Law&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sister&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sister In Law&lt;br /&gt;[x] Half sister&lt;br /&gt;[x] Half brother&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nephew&lt;br /&gt;[x] Niece&lt;br /&gt;[x] Boyfriend/ Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Own bathroom&lt;br /&gt;[x] Own room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have/had a swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have/had a hot tub&lt;br /&gt;[x] Guest room&lt;br /&gt;[x] Living Room&lt;br /&gt;[x] Own computer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Own TV&lt;br /&gt;Total: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Full size/Queen bed&lt;br /&gt;[x] More than 8 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] MP3 Player/iPod&lt;br /&gt;[ ] PS1/2/3&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Nintendo DS or PSP&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gameboy/Advance&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Gamecube&lt;br /&gt;[  ] xbox/ xbox 360&lt;br /&gt;[  ]Wii&lt;br /&gt;[x] Own Laptop&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Basketball net/hoop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Air hockey table&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pool table&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ping pong table&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Foosball table&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] night stand&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stereo in bedroom&lt;br /&gt;[ ] DVD player in bedroom/portable&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Go shopping at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Expensive cologne/perfume(birthday's present)&lt;br /&gt;[x] AIM/MSN&lt;br /&gt;[x] camera on phone&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Go Cart/car/quad&lt;br /&gt;[ ]Guitar/drums/bass guitar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Piano/Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Any other instrument&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Traveled out of the country&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Traveled out of the continent&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Had a personal trainer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Expensive jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Met a Celeb&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]Straightener/curling iron&lt;br /&gt;[  ]Have been to a batting cage&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have $100 on you right now in cash at your house&lt;br /&gt;[x] Credit card or ATM card or debit card or bank card&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a TV in your room&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mirror in your room (a teeny tiny one)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Window in your room&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Paris&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Rome&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been to Jamaica&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Parents have a car&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Have owned or own a Jet ski/boat&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had/have Camped&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to 3+ states&lt;br /&gt;[x] 100+ buddies on facebook/myspace/friendster&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Home cooked meal almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Been in a limo&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Been in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Own a camera&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have been to Disneyland/World more than 2 times&lt;br /&gt;Total: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;1-25 = Humble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: normal;"&gt;26-40 = Average Teen! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41-50 = Spoiled Teen!&lt;br /&gt;51+ = Upper Class Snob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7032768002375313507?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7032768002375313507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7032768002375313507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7032768002375313507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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doing all the donkey job and lack of free time .. bot that i don't have free time but my free time for lunches in college are gone ... please .. give me a break .. whatever goes wrong , "magdeline" .. its all me .. i yang kena not u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ... WHAT THE FUCK !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6126029944818343301?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6126029944818343301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6126029944818343301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6126029944818343301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6126029944818343301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-your-secretary-not-ur-donkey.html' title='im just your secretary not ur donkey !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-9098468500410616493</id><published>2009-05-16T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:52:13.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to all you gal's bf's ex !</title><content type='html'>Misery Business lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the business of misery&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it from the top&lt;br /&gt;She's got a body like an hourglass&lt;br /&gt;That's ticking like a clockIt's a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;Before we all run out&lt;br /&gt;When I thought he was mine&lt;br /&gt;She caught him by the mouth&lt;br /&gt;I waited eight long months&lt;br /&gt;She finally set him free&lt;br /&gt;I told him I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;He was the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks and we caught on fire&lt;br /&gt;She's got it out for me&lt;br /&gt;But I wear the biggest smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag&lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now&lt;br /&gt;But God, does it feel so good'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would&lt;br /&gt;'Cause God, it just feels so&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second chances they don't ever matter&lt;br /&gt;People never change&lt;br /&gt;Once a whore, you're nothing more&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, that'll never change&lt;br /&gt;And about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;We're both supposed to have exchanged&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey but I'm passing up&lt;br /&gt;Now look this way&lt;br /&gt;Well there's a million other girls&lt;br /&gt;Who do it just like you&lt;br /&gt;Looking as innocent as possible&lt;br /&gt;To get to who&lt;br /&gt;They want and what they like&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you do it right&lt;br /&gt;Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag&lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now&lt;br /&gt;But God, does it feel so good'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would&lt;br /&gt;'Cause God, it just feels soIt just feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched his wildest dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And not one of them involving you&lt;br /&gt;Just watch my wildest dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Not one of them involving&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag&lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now&lt;br /&gt;But God, does it feel so good&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got him where I want him now&lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would&lt;br /&gt;'Cause God, it just feels so&lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEGYgcRFKmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VEGYgcRFKmc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-9098468500410616493?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/9098468500410616493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=9098468500410616493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/9098468500410616493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/9098468500410616493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-all-you-gals-bfs-ex.html' title='to all you gal&apos;s bf&apos;s ex !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6093687050335160166</id><published>2009-05-14T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:15:14.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kxy</title><content type='html'>last year while i was browsing thru youtube , i found this gal , kxy .. very very friggin talented ... i have to say her guitar skills are super good .. i mean to me coz i can't play ... but she really is good ...  here are sum videos of hers .. one of my fav is i'm yours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q62pm2fr63I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q62pm2fr63I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check yes juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YawpOxEfiI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YawpOxEfiI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iron &amp;amp; wine cover - naked as we came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnmtmgM7Dxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnmtmgM7Dxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ! ain't she great !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to her more ... http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=talktothewalls&amp;amp;view=videos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6093687050335160166?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6093687050335160166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6093687050335160166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6093687050335160166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6093687050335160166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/kxy.html' title='kxy'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7534356338313120985</id><published>2009-05-13T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:12:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogskin</title><content type='html'>i just got a new nice layout .. as u can see , its gold ... muahahahaha .. maybe can get rich .. neway ... i got it on blogskins.com .. n if u wan the skins , its not easy .. coz u have to understand the html text ... i almost died doin it .. but its worth ! oh yeah .. no more dark blacky thing for me .... except my eyeliner n eyeshadow n shirt n pants ... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7534356338313120985?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7534356338313120985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7534356338313120985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7534356338313120985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7534356338313120985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogskin.html' title='blogskin'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-5868522270151632336</id><published>2009-05-11T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:36:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a reply to phoebe</title><content type='html'>pb , i dun feel like writting in ur chatbox la .. sorry k ... i'll just explain it here .. and please please bear in mind that im not perfect .. i have my flaws ... n i'll tell it all in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all , thank you .. i do enjoy living my life the way i want it to be tho sometimes it still doesn't go my way .. but ... phebes .. that doesn't mean i don't complain .. i mean personally , i would think to myself o sometimes blab it outta nowhere "why am i not smart? why am i not thin n tall like my mum last time? why am i not rich? why am i different from my family? why can't i be like 'whoever' ? why this , why that ." so u see , i still question my thoughts n life .. but i know that i can't do anything because this is my fate (tho u dun believe in fate) .. but u see , i live this kind of life for almost 18 years .. n i kinda got used to the fact that im fat n not rich .. everytime i wanna buy something really expensive , i can only say to myself , "you're not rich" ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second of all , i do not know what memorie it brought u .. but u can always tell me what it is .. i may not understand but i can be there for u to hear u out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly , like i said just now , im used to living what i have .. if my bro's not around n b4 i went up to kl , that one bottle of shampoo can last for about 2 month depending the frequency of usage .. n isn't it true to the fact that we should be humble ? i mean , not judging or anything , but whats the point of having so many when u only need to use one ? but in ur case , u have ur mum , u n ur 2 sisters .. n your tastes might be different .. so its no wonder why u have 3 bottles of shampoo in your home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forth , i don't mind the awkwardness .. i know its hard talking to a stranger coz u haven't know that person yet . so i don't have much comment for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth , does ur mum knows bout u n ivan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she does :&lt;br /&gt;from her point of view , maybe she just wants u to mix around (like u wrote what she told u) n know more people before u decide on who u should be with . well , that's what my mum told me too actually. but i just closed my ear to what she said . coz usually , mums like urs n mine , think that we would settle down to the guy that we are currently with . so u might think that she's being fussy n choosy , but remember what kind of person or what she'll think about .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from your view , i know how it feels .. n not just saying but i do coz i experienced the same thing when i was frist with my bf .. when my mum found out he was not rich n he was too from a broken family , she sorta hesitated with my relationship with his. but i didn't bother to what she wants me to do .. i mean , this is my relationship .. yes , who knows that i will get hurt or not , or maybe my relationship will have some ind of trouble .. but the thing is , i need to go thru it n experience it .. i can't expect my relationship to be so perfect that nothing will ever happen . she tried to hook me up with other guys (do not tell my bf) , her friends sons or whatever people she thinks is good . but i told her that i love my bf n nothing can change that . i do mix with other guys too . but not because i wanna get some one better . they can be a friend to me . n if its really love n fate , then who knows .. but after being with my bf for 2 years , i feel that my mum saw that he loves me (from looking at me after i drop him home , taking care of me while im sick , getting scolded from his parents for high phone bill and time wasted on me , crying for me :p ) this is just an assumption coz these happened when my mum was also there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what im trying to say here is that , i did what i felt was right but at the same time not offending anyone . well at least i tried ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pb , u need to think .. u need to think what u want your outcome to be . do u think u will be with this guy for a long term ? do u feel is there a need to tell ur mum ? if there is , how would u wann tell her ? do u think ur relationship can change ur mum's thoughts bout love n u n him ? what u think u should n should not do ? well there are more .. n pb , here is where u can start thinking on how to solve this prob .. i can't really tell u how to solve because our situation might not be the same .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : im also not potraying that im lucky or anything . im telling u what i've gone thru .. it might not be much but it gave me an experience .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5868522270151632336?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5868522270151632336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5868522270151632336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5868522270151632336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5868522270151632336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/reply-to-phoebe.html' title='a reply to phoebe'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-9017569066655612294</id><published>2009-05-10T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:06:06.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this trip caused a lot of unwanted scene ... i kept arguing with my bro n made my mum sad ... i kept arguing with des , which i dunno y , but one of the particular reason is becoz i found out he had been keeping his ex's letter in his letter for 2 years ... n it made me think a lot n get really messed up .. now im sick .. i duno is it normal sick o isit swine flu .. i din see the doctor .. well , no fever .. just flu n cough ... so i think God will help me... however , this trip also bonded relationships ... chris finally n i meant FINALLY communicate with des .. n well , we all spent lotsa time together ... its like a double date altogether ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach was the best memoir i have ... we tapao mc-d n went to portugese settlement beach n sat at the so called bridge .. sat there for about 1 hour eating n chatting .. well i was sittin with des n chris was sitting or practically lying on dave ... it was really romantic ... listening to the sound of the breeze , the sea .. the sensation of the wind brushing our skin ... looking at the star n he moon shinning so brightly ... it was great .. finally ... baby ... we went to the beach ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry mum that i hurt u so badly .. i sorry baby that i kept scolding u ... i dunno wat wrong with me .... i really dun ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4744172894874344657</id><published>2009-05-08T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:56:48.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was watching oth yesterday .. n it feels like brooke , peyton n hayley's friendship is like chris , me n liz ... okay , the appearance is totally out but the characteristics are sorta similiar .. see we were friends from high school until now , tho we're all goin to different colleges ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since that fight , we're now sorta fixing back the relationship and right now , i feel closer to them .. emotionally .. we're physically far from each other .. what i only wish now is that we could hang out more like last time .. but its okay .. the time will come .. i noe it ... coz to me , u both are forever my bitches ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho friends comes n goes , i'll remember them ... i'll remember every single event n incident that happen ... coz im not gonna forget it just like that ... some are too memorable .. but some are simply painful n fucking hurtful ... such as college people using me n my mum .. no offence but u people noe who u are ... i have to say it for i can't take it anymore if my mum is gonna bring u guys out for makan n u guys dun finish the god damn food n she has to pay those expensive bills ... as u noe there are few more trip to go before the final event really comes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now .. everyday in my life .. i feel like im being used .. being used for some stupid achievements ... yes , we all use people for something .. but im always the fucking victim ... lemme tell u if u hadn't read my older posts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in high school , people use me to accomany them to go find their fucking bf's .. n go here n there n do this n that ... well , now is no difference actually .. okay , consider it a favour coz i too sometimes ask for it , but no one .. no one ever help me back ... if wong wen wen sees this  , i know she'll tell me that if no one help , den do urself la .. y let other people make u like this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need people like her to wake me up ... personally , i admire her courage n her boldness .. she doesn't care at all wat people so or say ... all she'll say u dun like , dun like la .. its me what .. i admire her ... i wish i have more site like her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fun .. since I is not comfy so i have to leave P n I out of the satay celup thingy .. since he's not comfy .. so it'll be a double date for C n me oni ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with liz for lunch ... gosh how much i miss her ... she turned out ..... prettier... she just look so pretty today ... i dunno why ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far ... my life became upside down ... but my studies became opposite ... y is it always like that ... when there is a positive thing coming in , a negative side will come in too .. i never understood why life is never perfect ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ... we're always a double-thinker ... i noe i m one ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1576009597523560460?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8354787647517012699</id><published>2009-05-06T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:28:14.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god please save me from making the right decision</title><content type='html'>crisis of my own ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan both friends to be there .. tho they do not know each other and each all has history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , im gonna go bak ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestie so much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i wanna spend time with pb too since its her trip to mlk tho she has a date ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot it could be a nice slumber party .. like sleeping together , talking nonsense ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably get to know each other better ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris n phebes ... i noe u both dunno each other , n phebes its awkward for u coz she once talked to u n u noe bout her thing with ivan ... n u tot the post she wrote was about jealousy which now i knew its not .. n chris , u might do ur shy shy thing coz u dun noe her .. well , take this chance ... maybe be frens ... yea i noe its gonna be super awkward ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well okay , maybe im being selfish here ... i get to see my mum , spend time with my bf n bestie n good fren from coll one goal ! by just having this so called sleepover ... but if any of u do not want this .. tell me now .. i mean now .. tho im so looking forward to it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : the slumber party part is oni when sleeping together .. we can go our seperate ways in the day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat d ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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decision'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-533789763863914031</id><published>2009-05-06T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T02:22:02.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's spontaneous speech</title><content type='html'>today for english , aka boring , we were told to give a short speech roughly 2 mins .. n so a lot of them talked bout gays , goverment , history , fact n bla bla bla ... some went kinds racist n gave wrong fact whether purposely or vice versa .. n yet i still didn't noe what to talk bout .. so i went to the front and suddenly asked , "what have we become ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever stop awhile n think about what have we become .. we use to be ourselves when we were young .. doing n saying things we desire .. no worries , no thoughts .. but now . things changed .. we can do outta hatred , greed .. when i was re-watching what happen in vegas , there was one part cameron diaz said "all these while i try to make myself perfect in everybody's heart n mind" .. its exactly what we're doin now isn't it ? u might say no , but y not stop n think whether is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just that .. we say what we wanna say .. we never think what we wanna say , how we say it , whether it will hurt people ... racism .. there are several racis people in my college .. not obvious but when they say things ..... u already noe .. not jumping into conclusion on judging but i dun like it ... there;s this guy .. we were on a trip last week to melaka .. n since he was malay , he can't eat pork obviously .. we had trouble looig for food n its impossible that we're gona eat malay food all the while .. so we went to this food court , n we sat at the non-halal corner n he went to the halal corner , bought his food n brought over .. n another guy bought sizzling noodle n it had some taste , says him .. so that malay guy was like see there's nothing better than malay people's cooking .. i was like wtf ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that , my house has dogs .. again .. obviously ... so other 2 friends sugested we hold the dog n he goes in the house .. there n then he goes with his list of sins ... omg .... it was so fake la .. no offense ... holding dog are considered blocking its pathway &gt;????? puh lease .... its just for a moment .. not hours or days or years ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another guy talked about history of palestin or israel ... something la ... then came islam n jesus ... then he put in facts that wasn't true .. i was so pissed in the class .. totally pissed ... jesus died of crucification was fake ? wtf ........... honestly ... wtf !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he died to bear all our sins .. n the demons was jealous !!! we should be grateful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : if there were any offensive stuff that u can't take it , im sorry .. i can't take whats happening now too .. its not the religion fault .. its the people who convey the message's fault ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-533789763863914031?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/533789763863914031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6515491398755996863</id><published>2009-05-04T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:25:32.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first crazee day of 2nd sem</title><content type='html'>okay , my timetable might be crazee at frist glance .. but now when i look at it , i love it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea , its actually intolerable ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i have 5 classes on monday n its all 5 subs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea .. its eng , critical thinking skills , human comm , marketing n malaysian studies .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my m'sia studies is the last .. n d first 4 subs i mentioned , are continuosly from 8 to 2 ... yea .. crazee ... n m'sia studies is 3.30 to 5 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise lord i still have time to ......EAT ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know .. call me ridiculous :p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway , my class was fun .. thos its just the first day but i already feel the boost to strive around me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to work hard .. at least one DISTINCTION ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love college !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6515491398755996863?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6515491398755996863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6515491398755996863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6515491398755996863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6515491398755996863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-crazee-day-of-2nd-sem.html' title='first crazee day of 2nd sem'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8724751872392040890</id><published>2009-05-01T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:57:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay .. imma write something k desmond uchin ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , i hahahahahaha .. bought d baby's bottle chut chut ... hahahah ... coz i miss the sensation of sucking it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play left 4 dead again .. as usual ... but this times feels more ... fun n exciting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n sdo ...or xdo ... watever its called ... it was so dofficult to fucking up level ... wat da fish ... yet , i did it ... muahahahaha ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird shit huh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd sem time table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also like shit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , im seriously not gonna be free at all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i mean , AT ALL .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho i love college ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i million thousand hearts college ... they're the fucking best thing that happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people i meet , are not like high school or primary ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dun judge ... well some does , but the poeple i meet so far never judged me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except when i started to show the smoking me in front of them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were like , huh !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the guys were diff ... they offered me more ... wtf ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet .. it was awesome .. i can't help it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go clubbing ...... i wanna go to the top 10 clubs in kl ... n i will ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still making my list ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8724751872392040890?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8724751872392040890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8724751872392040890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8724751872392040890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8724751872392040890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8850919264776775601</id><published>2009-05-01T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:51:07.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess wat ?</title><content type='html'>hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8850919264776775601?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8850919264776775601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8850919264776775601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8850919264776775601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8850919264776775601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-wat.html' title='guess wat ?'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8714866940623036409</id><published>2009-04-29T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:18:35.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y tag me ???</title><content type='html'>1. The person that tagged you is:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ming ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your first impression of him is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;shy like a mouse n super skinny :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable moments with him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;criticizing christine with the yaoth thing-gy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he has said to you is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;dun have to diet  .. just be what you are now (sumting like dat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he becomes your lover, you will:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow .. make him eat till his weight increase 5 kg .. he'd be fit by then :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he became your lover, what should he improve at:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take out the specs , change hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he becomes your enemy, what would you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;spoil his friendship with chris !!!!! muahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;im bad ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The most desired thing you want to do for him now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i dunno ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression on him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;good sweet funny guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The characteristic you love most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;im bold n talkative :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characteristic you hate most about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;bad n hot tempered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;no. if i change , it'll not be mag anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww ... i love u guys too .. **n do my evil laff**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;1. feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;2. christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;3. kit yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;4. ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;5. my baby (impossible n not happening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;6. toh ming ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;7. ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;8. joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;9. arthur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;10. amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is 6 having a relationship with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;no one .. but its obvious he likes chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. is 9 a male or female:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;a male .. my baby's bro .. not bad looking tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If 7 and 10 were together, would it be a good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so gay .. impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 2 studying at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;waiting for her intake in june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was the last time you had a chat with 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of music does 8 like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;emo , secondhand serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does 1 have any siblings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;3 sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you woo 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;maybe .. provided she's not always emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How about 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;yea ! he's so cute so does his sarcasm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is 4 single:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;going for number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the surname of 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;uchin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the hobby of 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;play games .. he can stuck his ass at the com for hours without his meals n replying me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do 5 and 9 get along well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;definately ..they are of the same mold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where is 2 studying at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;mmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Say something casual about your eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;brown black , i love my eyes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you tried developing feelings for 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;er , we are a thing now ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does 9 live:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere in m'sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What colours does 4 like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;orange , acc no.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are 5 and 1 good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;impossible .. one talks like a lot n one is always dumdfounded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Does 7 like 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i dun noe .. but since 2 is so hawt , i think he will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How did you get to know 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;skool , tuition , class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does 1 have any pets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;used to .. stupid rabbits named afta us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is 7 the sexiest person in the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;oh yeah .. not sexy , but hawt ... ssssshhhhh .. he doesn't noe it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8714866940623036409?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8714866940623036409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8714866940623036409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8714866940623036409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8714866940623036409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-tag-me.html' title='y tag me ???'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8891979493795843769</id><published>2009-04-22T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:54:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my dearest god ...</title><content type='html'>its just the tittle ...&lt;br /&gt;why is melaka sooooo sooo dead ..&lt;br /&gt;i noe im a malaccan but seriously , its so dead&lt;br /&gt;the clubs are not as happenin as kl's&lt;br /&gt;the people are are , dead ...&lt;br /&gt;im sorry dear malaccans ..&lt;br /&gt;but lets face it ..&lt;br /&gt;its the fact ...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah ..&lt;br /&gt;my dear frens  ...&lt;br /&gt;if u din noe ..&lt;br /&gt;i smoke n drink&lt;br /&gt;yes ..&lt;br /&gt;i noe its abig prob when u guys realized the fact bout me ..&lt;br /&gt;but this is me&lt;br /&gt;i smoke&lt;br /&gt;not like a chimney pot n binge drinking&lt;br /&gt;i smoke occasionally , n drink ocassionally&lt;br /&gt;i still control it ..&lt;br /&gt;if there's anything&lt;br /&gt;ask me&lt;br /&gt;from now on&lt;br /&gt;im just gona tell the truth n nothing but the truth&lt;br /&gt;i hide a lot&lt;br /&gt;like alot&lt;br /&gt;im the most problematic gal on earth&lt;br /&gt;with most problematic family prob&lt;br /&gt;n most weird attitude of mine&lt;br /&gt;if im angry , i'll tell n show&lt;br /&gt;vice versa for other condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be weird that i look so happy n bla bla bla ..&lt;br /&gt;n with my weird attitude i wanna be a psychologist ?????&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;n yes is my only answer ...&lt;br /&gt;i can be hot tempered n bad tempered n impatient&lt;br /&gt;but that is still my ambition&lt;br /&gt; dun noe y ..&lt;br /&gt;maybe n hopefully i'll learn from my ambition&lt;br /&gt;like how i learnt from the people around me , what to be n what not to be ..&lt;br /&gt;tho i sometimes defy myself n goin against my thought&lt;br /&gt;so what ?&lt;br /&gt;im still living healthily here&lt;br /&gt;n best of all&lt;br /&gt;the best people around me ..&lt;br /&gt;so , its not necesary to be cool&lt;br /&gt;its not necessary to use "fuck" n all the words we think its cool ..&lt;br /&gt;be urself ..&lt;br /&gt;now im sounding like phoebe ...&lt;br /&gt;but yea&lt;br /&gt;so now im myself ..&lt;br /&gt;i love myself ..&lt;br /&gt;im proud to be fat n short ...&lt;br /&gt;coz that's me&lt;br /&gt;u can't find another magdeline in this world ..&lt;br /&gt;coz there's just one of me here ..&lt;br /&gt;that's wat make me special&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever ...&lt;br /&gt;im me&lt;br /&gt;n i love my friends&lt;br /&gt;jesus&lt;br /&gt;my darling..&lt;br /&gt;n animals&lt;br /&gt;as well as the people that come n go in my life&lt;br /&gt;pheeeeew .. fly fly fly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crazee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8891979493795843769?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8891979493795843769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8891979493795843769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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much ..&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that we'd be this long together ..&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i did , o how i look ..&lt;br /&gt;but he's still with me ..&lt;br /&gt;he din care how i look ..&lt;br /&gt;he din care what i did&lt;br /&gt;to him i am still an angel ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y god gave him to me ?&lt;br /&gt;he's just too good to be true that i can't believe it myself ..&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 2 years now ...&lt;br /&gt;everything seem to good to be true ..&lt;br /&gt;if this is a dream , i never wanna wake up ..&lt;br /&gt;coz deep down inside ,&lt;br /&gt;i love him more than ever ..&lt;br /&gt;n right now , i miss him more than ever ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-93691897044417701?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-2804771101737918375</id><published>2009-04-15T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:48:44.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM WAS OVER !!!</title><content type='html'>okay , exam was over yesterday ! so after exam , not really , coz we left an hour before due time ! so me , phoebe , vivian , jeslyn , anabel and jenn went to chow kit road ! when we were there , vivian n anabel n jenn wanted to have their lunches first .. so we sat n looked at them eating ! so the old lady came and ask why are we not eating .. some say ate already , some say they torture us .. only i said i "diet" .. so she ask y i diet .. my size dam good d ! i screamed with laughter !!! then she said phoebe too thin no flesh at all !! hahahahahaha .. that old lady so cute lar ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after makan , went in to GM plaza .. the stuff there was super cheap weh ... too bad i only had 50 with me ... so i couldn't spend that much ... yet , i bought my items at dam cheap price ! a shirt at RM13 ( not normal t-shirt , i dunno how to describe it but its worth paying coz outside it would cost more than 40 if its in a boutique) , cutex RM1.30 for 1 provided we buy a dozen ( the colours are all to our liking and it thick enough !) , fake eyelashes ( not for me to use  but for people , 10 pairs , 6 bucks ! when normal price its like RM4 for 1 pair) , 12 pairs of ear ring , only RM10 !! well , that's all actually , but i am so happy with my shopping that day so far until the knitting yarn made it better !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left when the plaza was about to close shop ... so i remembered bout my knitting yarn ! but i told them i no money d .. phoebe generously offered to pay first then i give her back when i taken out my money .. so i said okay .. so we went in and inquire the price ... it was only RM1.50 for 1 yarn !!!!!! omg !!!!! super cheap u noe!!!! at sg.wang u can't get that kind of price !!!! n its minlon ! i right away took 3 colours , black , blue n ocean blue ... n a new knitting needle !omg .. i can't believe it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , aka later , we'll be goin one utama .. i can't wait to see how much im gonna spend again (sacarstically) n tomorrow goin genting !!!! weeeee~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-2804771101737918375?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2804771101737918375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=2804771101737918375' 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...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;full stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what it feels not to be emo again ....&lt;br /&gt;im crying not because im gonna drop the emo in me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here also im announcing , im gonna drop the emo in me ..&lt;br /&gt;who cares if im not perfect ?&lt;br /&gt;im not smart ?&lt;br /&gt;im not pretty ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it bacause of what im not , is what made me known ?&lt;br /&gt;im known coz im fat , petty , CUTE :P&lt;br /&gt;im loud&lt;br /&gt;i curse&lt;br /&gt;i smoke&lt;br /&gt;i do things outta d ordinary ????&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to be cool&lt;br /&gt;y ?&lt;br /&gt;coz all i need is my precious ones to be with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all that matters ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im proud to be fat n short actually&lt;br /&gt;in terms of health , its no good&lt;br /&gt;im just obese&lt;br /&gt;but i have no health prob so far , touch wood !!&lt;br /&gt;now , im just gonna diet till 60kgs ..&lt;br /&gt;that all&lt;br /&gt;im staying that way ...&lt;br /&gt;as long i can fit into pants without squeezing into it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1433955614004501387?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1433955614004501387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1433955614004501387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hallelujah jesus !!! hail almighty jesus !!!! n as well as my lucky charmers that has been helping me all these while with my studies , coaching me ! thank u guys so friggin much !!!! if its not u guys i won't be able to do my IT n mathematics .... tho there were lotsa mistakes but it was better than mid term where most of it were blank !!!! i love you guys !!!! thank you jesus !!!!! thank you for being by me !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1161738669618055042?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1161738669618055042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1161738669618055042' title='0 Comments'/><link 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!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my life decides from tomorrow on !&lt;br /&gt;its exam tomorrow ! tho its english , but dun play a fool ...&lt;br /&gt;coz even my english can get 5.75 over 10 !!!&lt;br /&gt; well , that's because i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;din obey&lt;/span&gt; the instruction ...&lt;br /&gt;my friends did well tho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;im jealous .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i not smart as they are ...&lt;br /&gt;i can never do things at ease u noe ...&lt;br /&gt;but,since yesterday , i woke up ..&lt;br /&gt;its time to stop frowning ...&lt;br /&gt;wake up , wake up n up ahead !&lt;br /&gt;did a lot revision ..&lt;br /&gt;gonna do some more later ...&lt;br /&gt;its never enuf ...&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i can do good for finals n not fail ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;so cross ur fingers n pray for me k !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7405772741447827368?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7405772741447827368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7405772741447827368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7405772741447827368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7405772741447827368'/><link rel='alternate' 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enter some suckish college , or better yet , some have no decision done yet ... not despising anyone here .. just proclaiming how lucky i am .. yet , i have to study .. so i won't be updating dat much anymore .. being really busy a lot ... not to mention , i dun noe why i dun tell much in my blog anymore ... probably coz im not facing much prob ... n the exciting event are not here yet ... neway , updates will come right up for : 1)mardi gras - orientation nite for march intake 2)genting trip with my college darlings (jeslyn,vivian,phoebe,amanda,leena,wendy,teck jenn n anabel !!!) 3)may events in college - my darling baby will be cooking for my club to sell for fund raisings .. i tink dats all i can figure out so far ... gota study now .. chiaoz .. take care u all .. wait chris im coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='glad'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6174707084777768717</id><published>2009-04-07T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T09:38:20.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn bad luck !!!</title><content type='html'>okay , honestly , today i really din wanna go to college coz there's presentation . but its a short one so what's the point of goin then coming back. okay , nvm , dun lose to the devil in me , pulled myself u , had a bath , changed , went to bus stop . th bus was friggin pack n there was lots more human waiting . n the bus left like sardin . so took taxi .. hahahaha .. guess what .. on d way to college , i realized i din bring my wallet ......... funny rite ? shut up ! so phoebe had to run from her hostel all the way to me just to pay the taxi ... shit .... n guess what again .. i left my umbrella in the taxi ... shit rite ... yea it is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's the lucky part .. i just realized C was in my class ... awwww ... freakishly cute n tall ... look so innocent ... then he asked me press the com for him while he do his presentation . so cute ... omg ... i have to resist my temptation ... yummy ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6174707084777768717?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6174707084777768717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-3967414737563388176</id><published>2009-04-06T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:24:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh shucks ..</title><content type='html'>erm i wanna say something else .. the miracle of talking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , in bus i met this old couple , getting onto the bus , not talking but pointing , trying to communicate .. that's when i realize they couldn't talk ... but they're not using any sign language .. just pointing . yet they understand each other ... it was so sad ... i would be devastated if i can't talk , not to mention i talk 18 hours a day , plus minus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tehn i remembered that in study skills lecture , we were told to present a given topic for about 5 mins in front the class . n the topic was "what if you're given only 1 hour to speak in a day" . and i just mention what was from my heart ... call me a hypocripte .. but i fucking mean it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told them that i would thank my mum n tell her i love her everysingle day for her upbringing and sacrifices she made for me ... i will also tell my frens thank you for always and forever being by my side. thats all . n desmond , my baby ... i love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-3967414737563388176?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/3967414737563388176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=3967414737563388176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/3967414737563388176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/3967414737563388176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-shucks.html' title='oh shucks ..'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8170519042721846475</id><published>2009-04-06T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:17:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to update ?</title><content type='html'>omg .. i know ive type the same tittle a few times .. but really i dun noe what to update in my life .. hmmm .. okay , probably i can tell that exam is this saturday .. urm , holiday's coming ... chris is coming to KL with dave dis saturday too ... urm , im broke .. i dunno ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8170519042721846475?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8170519042721846475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8170519042721846475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah .. what the hell is goin on .. i can't stand it anymore .. and no christine lee , i am not deleting this post no matter what .. what da hell is goin on between us 3 ?!!! no , 4 ! including bald david is who is fucking ns now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting from bad to worse . i thought we dun chat much like last time coz we're too fucking busy with our ass-pee-amses .. now what ? okay , probably me n liz don't even share much last due due to "you noe what happen" . n yeah , my fault . so now what ? and why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now ure already keeping things even from chris ! i noe my timing in college damn bad when u try to get me out . but u r and will always be chris's number 1 . so why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not siding , but i just need to know why . its like im looking at my own reflection last year . my fuckishly stuck-up-snobish-good-for-nothing attitude. im not saying u are what i written above. thats me yea .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am , trying to get u out, yam cha , chat , and hopefully get u to tell sum stuff. n chris , knitting as she's saying at home until college starts. stucked up . not knowing what is goin on. that u just suddenly not u. the liz we knew will share n be straight forward . the liz we noe now, procrasinates and hesitates when she wanna say sumting. the word "ah , nothing , forget bout it comes out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all im begging u is just to tell , what is goin on . we used to share sumting so deeply. even the darkest n most hurting stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen to the good old days ?&lt;br /&gt;remember form 3 , where we'll sit at the corner at the most back of the class , talking ,sharing thoughts , crying n laffing together ? how me , mag as usual seperates when sumting happen n sits in front n suddenly scream n u both will come right to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form 4 , the changing room . where we'll sit in there just to get things cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d 3 years, the canteen , like pot luck. koperasi , the prefects assult incident , the no manners rude attitude , where chris always n forever manages to escape. telling me the fucking worthless guys im looking at , which no is a fucking great one , but i am now unable to share or tell anything even when we fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have we become ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term so near , yet so far keeps coming to my brain . just 2 hours away from chris n probably 45 mins away from liz . but we're all like long lost people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-2538145028589130791?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2538145028589130791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=2538145028589130791' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2538145028589130791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2538145028589130791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/04/wat-da-fark.html' title='wat da fark'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7374733572132741972</id><published>2009-03-24T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:41:21.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaks .. supperclub</title><content type='html'>okay the event is this thursday .. im freakishly excited !! i went to the club today to check out the place.. totally cool .. small but comfy ... dear ivan will be joining me , duh ! kaki clubbing morons la we are ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n me dress !!! kakakakaka !! i got it at sg.wang for only 25 bucks ! freakishly cheap ! imma get em more dis weeky !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s219.photobucket.com/albums/cc275/babybearmaggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2663_59288429642_697909642_1477470_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc275/babybearmaggie/2663_59288444642_697909642_1477473_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7374733572132741972?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7374733572132741972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7374733572132741972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7374733572132741972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7374733572132741972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahaks-supperclub.html' title='ahaks .. supperclub'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-9148030153560529767</id><published>2009-03-19T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:59:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think back</title><content type='html'>okay chris , i just watched twilight ... yes yes .. outdated , lame , bla bla bla ... yes , nice and tempting .... do u noe that it made me think back so many stuff ..... not love stuff k ... just flash backs ... form 3 .. u me n liz .. unbreakable .. how u guys were there .. what bad stuff i did ... form 4 .. how i met desmond .. the feeling is somehow no more there ... i can't seem to find it back ... i love him tho ... i love u guys too ... i missed the day when we went out ... had fun .. tho results were disappointing ... i missed that feeling .. n again , liz wasn't there ... when will we 4 finally go out once more .... i really miss u guys ... the "endless" fun we had ... when will the time come ... just wait for me to lose weight first AGAIN  yea ... i'll be back ... smaller .. but not thin ... u guys can wear bikini ... but i'll stick to my pants n shirt ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-9148030153560529767?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6002181955842983791</id><published>2009-03-19T08:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:25:28.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally  busy ?</title><content type='html'>oh yeah im totally busy ... i get to on9 yes ... but behind the on9 , tons of paperwork to type , to confirm , stuff about RUSH to worry about ... just as i thought that the 2 weeks of sem break i get to take off .. guess what ? RUSH thought of coming up with some activities ...plus the next recruitment drive coming up ... holy cow ... not that its bad .. but really tiring ... not to mention , our lecturer advisor sometimes agrees and someimes doesn't ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yeah .. totally on a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strict diet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. i have putting on weight for the past one year .. now .. its gonna take one year to reduce it all again ... what the ..... super super suffering ... coz there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;temptations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everywhere !!!! i was already tempted yesterday .. like tons .... pinz n christine telling me the places with nice food and what food there are around ... omigosh ..... my mouth went watering .... really watering .. it could even water plants ... GOD .... save me from all these temptations ..... wait .. im doom ..... i'd be going to de's mom's place ... and they always cook delicious food ... i mean we ... dang ... i wouldn't have chance to eat !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 no !!!!!!! huhuhuhuhu .... God .. y u mande me fat ... if i was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;christine lee the un-fattable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .... skinny as hell , and always get to eat n wear anything she wants .... me ????? clothes also have to find size L ... so paiseh one okay .... sad case .... im goin to go back to my previous size ! i dun care !! i miss my &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;skinny jeans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like tons ... n i can't fit to them already .... shit ... nvm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz here's my long term plan ... hehehehehehe ... the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;devilish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; smile of mine is appearing ... by 3rd sem , i shud already shed a few pounds ... so , im gona get a make over ... hahahahaha ...HUGE .... coz .. im gonna colour my hair like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reddish orange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ????? hahahaha ... im gonna be the highlight colour .... kakakakakak ... people are gonna get a shock looking at me !!!! this is not a malaysian !!! ahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6002181955842983791?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6002181955842983791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6002181955842983791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6002181955842983791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6002181955842983791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/03/totally-busy.html' title='totally  busy ?'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4163824804688414477</id><published>2009-03-10T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:29:37.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>city of ember</title><content type='html'>okay ... call me lame for now only i watch this freakingly nice movie ... it was directed by Gil Kenan. Lina Mayfleet played by saoirse ronan and Doon Harrow played by harry treadaway . guess wat ??? bill murray is in it too !!! omigosh , i always like his acting , humourous guy :p .. but in this movie his a very very bad guy :p ... not to mention martin landau ... as old as he can be , he's still mighty stron in the movie !!  i spent an hour an a half feeling anticipated by it ... filled wit thrill n anticipation watching them flee from the devilish mayor :p ... getting away to earth .. they're at earth .. but , thousands and mile below us ... all i can say ... great show !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saoirse ronan and harry treadaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/city%20of%20ember" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj195/net10000/CityOfEmber.jpg" border="0" alt="City of Ember Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll to changeling !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-4163824804688414477?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4163824804688414477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=4163824804688414477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4163824804688414477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4163824804688414477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/03/city-of-ember.html' title='city of ember'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4131174460031622505</id><published>2009-03-06T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:38:00.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my life !!!</title><content type='html'>okay ... this fucking gal ... name ???? shhhhh .... what about her ??? well , she loves comparing .... my results are lamer than hers ... so what ??? "oh phoebe u win her !!" what da fish !!!! i dun care !!! go where oso wanna rush !!! ownself angry wanna scream at people ... everyday study like a friggin nerd !!! well .. wait .. she is a fucking nerd ... wat da hell !!! i love making background noises ... so what !! sorry im bothering u bitch !!! so what ure skinnier than me !! what's the point if u don't enjoy your friggin life !!! eat so little ... so aneroxic !!! im glad im plum !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-4131174460031622505?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4131174460031622505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=4131174460031622505' 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love me butch !!!</title><content type='html'>love me butch will be playing for misery signals !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 yeahoooooooo !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misery signals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/adrian/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/misery%20signals" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc300/noesyo/miserysignals-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Misery Signals Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my darling love me butch !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20me%20butch" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w149/tolik_tigidig/small/14.jpg" border="0" alt="love me butch Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM40 !!!! friggin worth it !!! i love u my babies !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8982482831256670646?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8982482831256670646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8982482831256670646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8982482831256670646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8982482831256670646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-me-baby-love-me-butch.html' title='oh me baby love me butch !!!'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w149/tolik_tigidig/small/th_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6217045575861280867</id><published>2009-03-04T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:15:41.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the past of no return</title><content type='html'>its just a tittle la deyz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , nothing to blog really ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought of updating it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently , a lot has been going thru my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how i was n still am being used by people around me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most are for stupid purposes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanying them go see their boyfriends ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompany them to go somewhere just becoz they're bored ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to them when they're sad ( that's not bad .. but where were they when i need to talk to someone??? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um , use me to get something for them ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... people use each other ey ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y am i like always the friggin loser ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lamest ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ugliest among them ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ever happened to inner beuty ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea im fat n ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what ??/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ? like i want to be fat n ugly ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i don't wanna lose my friggin weight ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could wear those friggin pretty dresses too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who ever cared ?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designers are also another blardy fools !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cloths they make are for like skinny people n tall people ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the society judges ... n are getting .......... tooooooot ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6217045575861280867?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6217045575861280867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1829842487224495021</id><published>2009-02-24T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:49:14.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my kawan ....&lt;br /&gt;are we all grown up ?&lt;br /&gt;as we look back on all the days of growing up&lt;br /&gt;we probably feel there's nothing much&lt;br /&gt;some would remember the wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;some would bring the grudge for a long time&lt;br /&gt;some would think "why i have no friends ?"&lt;br /&gt;what we've been thru has been a lot&lt;br /&gt;it can be an experience&lt;br /&gt;it can be something to tell in future&lt;br /&gt;but who can predict what's ahead of us ?&lt;br /&gt;what happen to all those lovely days ?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to us ?&lt;br /&gt;we use to have so much to talk&lt;br /&gt;we use to have so much to yearn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are humans never satisfied ?&lt;br /&gt;listening to "sempurna"&lt;br /&gt;but , no one is perfect right ?&lt;br /&gt;yet , we think on why is this happening to us ?&lt;br /&gt;when will this test ends ?&lt;br /&gt;when will we have a happily ever after ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my future-to-be-in-laws&lt;br /&gt;am i not good enough ?&lt;br /&gt;am i really that bad ?&lt;br /&gt;im not saying im good&lt;br /&gt;but where were u guys when he needed someone ..&lt;br /&gt;u were there financially&lt;br /&gt;emotionally ??&lt;br /&gt;i talked him to getting back your home&lt;br /&gt;i talked him into getting a career&lt;br /&gt;i talked him of being filial tho i can't be one ..&lt;br /&gt;why are age always a problem ?&lt;br /&gt;yes , we're young&lt;br /&gt;but we're learning .&lt;br /&gt;why not give a chance ?&lt;br /&gt;had we screwed up ?&lt;br /&gt;yes , u all had experience .&lt;br /&gt;you know what's right n wrong .&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean we don't .&lt;br /&gt;who can predict the future ?&lt;br /&gt;even if we don't end up together , we still had fun&lt;br /&gt;great loads of memory .&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is i love him so so much ..&lt;br /&gt;u may think it as puppy love ..&lt;br /&gt;i don't care ..&lt;br /&gt;he might be playing me&lt;br /&gt;i don't care&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna give him a good memory ..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna show u im not wrong ..&lt;br /&gt;im not wrong for him ..&lt;br /&gt;n instead of seeing him as useless ,&lt;br /&gt;i'll show u what marvel he can do .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1829842487224495021?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1829842487224495021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1829842487224495021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1829842487224495021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1829842487224495021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-kawan.html' title=''/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6824043153187277039</id><published>2009-02-24T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:35:26.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed ???</title><content type='html'>well , in this almost 3 month being in college , i feel myself changing ... i don't lose my temper much anymore .. i learn the meaning of family , about loving my mum who has done a lot for me .. my bro who actually cares for me , tapao-ing good food for me if he have extra money .. the meaning of independence ... the meaning of hypocrite .. when i used to be .. yes .. im looking at my self now ... im sorry i've been this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ? im a i don't know , i don't care person ... now , i just wanna enjoy my life .. u hate her , he hate me , o watever , i don't wanna know , dun wanna care .. i just wanna live my life ... probably i'll be more selfish .. but , its the only way of keeping me away from conspiracy .. i dun wanna be me anymore ... i'll change in certain way .. if u wanna come to me n talk with me , i dun mind .. i'll still be here .. if u dun , i dun care either ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an open writting .. its not about who or what .. even desmond asked me have i changed n y ? well ... its wat i've been seeing n goin thru .. dun blame me .. i'll still be loud n making stupid jokes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but up till today , i noe that , a person shudn't do any mistakes .. so , i refraining myself from doin it now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to these people .. if la ure reading my blog .. if not , forget bout it ...&lt;br /&gt;1) chris - well , its been long .. n yet i wanna say again im sorry .. i noe none of u have forgotten it .. n it'll remain a scar .. i dun mind .. really&lt;br /&gt;2) liz - yes its still a scar .. i can feel it n sense it when me met up dat day .. we're not close anymore .. i also dun mind&lt;br /&gt;3) dave - i dunno .. there's nothing much between us .. just sorry if i did anything ..&lt;br /&gt;4) chelle - i noe what n y ure angry of .. im still keeping that note when i ask u y .. all i can say is sorry too&lt;br /&gt;5) lala - sorry .. for not talking to u for a period os time last year .. i dunno why .. i dunno wat happen&lt;br /&gt;6) maine - just sorry lar ..&lt;br /&gt;7) my college mates - sorry too if i did anything ... say anything wrong o did anything wrong ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6824043153187277039?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6824043153187277039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6824043153187277039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6824043153187277039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6824043153187277039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/changed.html' title='changed ???'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-4957761575423836736</id><published>2009-02-24T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:38:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor me</title><content type='html'>up till today i can say .. i never have a proper birthday with my friends before .. all these while , i celebrate with them .. well , who ask me to born on a un-auspicious day ... 4th november .. every year cut cake only ... take present .. end of story .. no party nothing .. i do wish i have it tho .. i see people having fun with their birthday party , lotsa friends around ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only birthday with my friends was when i was form 2 .. at jusco kfc .. there was en ting , lekha , renee , yee jie , n some others ... i can barely remember anyway ... that was my first birthday party .. but its like wat ? 2 hours ? we spent our time on eating , n they brought me to get my present .. n bubye ... that's it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im never actually remembered .. i can be the loudest , noisest , most annoying creature on earth , yet no one notices me ... im the one always being left out , im the one always gotten into hot water ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a way , i guess im lucky in a different way .. how He had made me get what others don't get .. i guess i have to hold all my paradise thoughts aside .. and i guess the phrase "no money , no talk " is a fact ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im really gonna work hard ... im gona earn more money than any of my family n friend does ... with that sum of money , im gonna give my mum a good holiday .. get her a beach house for her to stay with many puppies to accompany her whilst i work ... get my soon to be or hopefully will be mother in law a good holiday too and a house ... get me n dada a house n car n gadgets for our home .. save up til my retirement day .. go for holiday around the world until i die .... no very enjoyable , but i get to spend time with dada n do somthing to pay back my mum ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others ? im not gonna care anymore ... i have friends now .. but they're still not my closest ... my closest ? not that close anymore  ... never knew what happen .. if i can have the chance to be a freaking good psychologist , i will , n i said I WILL , help the unfortunates .. start a community centre for teenagers esp for broken families ... i wanna change their perspective in life .. think differently n be bold ... and never let anyone bring them down .. not ever ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like me ? maybe .... im at a state of point where im feeling being left out , people trying to break me n dada up , pointless in the midst of college ... like my msn msg says &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;" im not as weak as u think i am .. i'll show u im worthy for him .. i'll make him more successful than anyone could be .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;" maybe im forgotten in most people's eyes .. but im remembered in a different way .. no to mention He's watching over me , helping me and guiding me .. coz im special in a way no one could ever be .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-4957761575423836736?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/4957761575423836736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=4957761575423836736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4957761575423836736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/4957761575423836736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/poor-me.html' title='poor me'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-6158178125405259748</id><published>2009-02-23T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:05:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>really left out lo .. i wish i was there too .. all because of one exam .. timing so bad ... dunno d lar ... everything is going so wrong for me now ... bad bad bad ... dunno d lar .. give up on everything ... fullstop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-6158178125405259748?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/6158178125405259748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=6158178125405259748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6158178125405259748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/6158178125405259748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8719328216874602936</id><published>2009-02-15T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:32:54.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated ???</title><content type='html'>its been long since i open my blogspot .. and friends are posting and posting bout their feelings , thought , life ... i somehow feel not me anymore .. time in college pass really fast ... i just entered not long ago n next week's exam .. i've not seen 3 of my closest friend and so much has happened , and i don't even know what's going on ! sometimes i ask myself why did i enter college so early .. i had the chance to postpone my intake ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i didn'y i wouldn't have posts in clubs now .. not that i hadap for the post , but i wouln't have chance in the next intake .. but i meet different people with different atitudes .. honestly , only one person in college right now i can get along really well and tell stuff to her .. tho i meet P first but i dunno why i can;t get along well with her .. izzit coz she' too perfect ? she's miss independent n im not ? she's miss smart and im not ? she's miss clean n im not ? u see , sometimes i wonder what's goin with people .. they tend to forget about other's feelings and go on with theirs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thru a lot in college and i just dunno who to tell to .. when i needed text book to do homework , i borrowed P's .. she warned me , to take good care of it .. when i went back , i didn't want to touch the book ... but i had to .. i turned a few page and decided that i'll study when i get my book ... so i gave back to her the next day and she fliped it and checked it .. i kept quiet ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once she told me that she likes to be the best and number 1  .. i dun care .. then came english quiz where we're suppose to arrange 4 kinds of word structure .. my group obviously made the longest , aka more than 3 .. then she changed her and made it even longer ... so her group won .. she was of course happy and excited .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now club ... i actually  wanted to join the community sphere but when she also sadi she want to join it too , i immediately changed to sports sphere .. so it was time to recruit member ... of course we did our job , but she didn;t notice she was also recruiting my members and most of our meeting timing clashes together .. so few of m mem's have quitted the sphere .. i am definately upset but i just smile n act like its okay ... i can;t force them to do anything they dont like .. and this gal J , i was actually secretary of sports sphere .. and she wanting to be vice president .. who knew the lec choose some1 else instead of her .. and she showed her sad and forlorn face ... then suddenly she say " mag u give me ur secretary post la .. u become sponsor la .. u can talk what " ... i was tooot !!!!!!!!!!!! i kept quiet .. then she kept repeating .. in the end i said okay .. well , thinking at the positive side , i wouldn't be so busy if i let this post off ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then another time , we're ask to do assignment on a famous person that inspires us ..so coincidently , our friend I n A choose the same person ... I is P's hostel mate .. so while me and A was in the lab doin  our assignment , A suddenly cried .. i was shocked coz she never cried ! i ask what happened .. n she told me P called her n ask how is her assignment goin on .. A told her she din sleep the whole nite just t look forinfo and already did 200++ words .. then P straight forward told her to change her assignment coz she only wrote 200+ but I already wrote 800+ .. so its impossibe to ask I to change her topic .. but come and think off it , isn;t it unfair for A to change her topic too ? whatever more , their style of writting is different .. yes , probably u dun get more marks , but we dont know how the lec sees and mark ! wat if im also doin the same topic as sum1 else ? am i gonna change just because of that ? no ! i din ask for it to happen rite ! and P also commented on why we mustwrite on all these kind of people like beethoven , edison , a.g bell ... she wrote ne-yo as her inspiration coz he inspire her to write lyrics .. everyone has different inspiration .. did any1 laughed at what she wrote or who inspired her ? no .. so just back off a little ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not about back stabbing here .. probably people will think so .. but here im saying its not back stabbing .. these are what i've been thru and seen ... honestly , im scared being at this position .. i wish i have safe friendship .. i wish chris was here .... o liz ... i wish someone close to me is with me ... i really miss my close friends .. that's what i told dave ... there's nothing like them ... i wish it was all just a dream ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8719328216874602936?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8719328216874602936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8719328216874602936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8719328216874602936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8719328216874602936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/outdated.html' title='outdated ???'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-2077140247562137791</id><published>2009-02-10T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:05:15.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last 3 magical day</title><content type='html'>okay , im gonna sound like a love nerd in here .. last saturday , i was suppose to meet bie .. but i fooled him by lying that i couldn't make it .. so he went into his bad mood thing :p .. so i told him there might be a chance that i can mke it .. i ask him to call me at 5 so i can tell him whether i can make it or not .. so after class at 4.30 , i went to KL central ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess wat .. i left 2 bucks ! and my account left 40+ ! at the same time , the atm machine only allows 50 bucks transaction ! shit ! and so i have to call him :( .. he was like "WHAT !!!????" haha ... then i went to hang tuah by monorail .. i waited there 10 mins for him but he still wasn't there ... so i dig up all my coins for 2 bucks .. thankfully there is .. so i told him no need to come d .. just wait at the station for me so we can take taxi back together .. then there , he waited for me .. when i came out , he still didn't see me .. blur boy ... then i went next to him n stood there .. he got a shock :P .. but he started kissing me and hugging me ! hehe ... then he gave me kinder bueno n strawberry milk as an apology :p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at nite , we went to the park near his mum's house .. we went and sit under the pondok :p .. then he hugged me from the back and we were talking n talking till its nite .. i never felt so magical before .. i mean sitting at the park with him n him hugging me .. it was magical ... then we went for dinner , a&amp;amp;w .. he paid for the day .. then we went back and rest ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day , we went for parkway drive gig at mcpa at maharajalela .. first time meetin vivian , ian , russell , daniel n joshua .. great n funny people .. vivian is tiny tho .. we had to protect her from those ganas moshing people ... posers la they .. then we all head bang like mad ! haha .. wa really fun .. at night, bie had neck pain , after effect of headbanging :p .. massaged him .. then we went to sleep ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at 2.30 , his mum came back from somewhere and ajak me go prawn fishing ! i said okay and we went ! it was hell great of an experience ! caught 3 man ! amateur coz they caught like few bags :p ! then went back with his mum , cooked maggie for supper .. that was almost 5 d .. then tiba tiba bie woke up coz his cuzzie knocked the door .. then i offered to cook maggie for him .. SPECIAL ONE OKAY ! so he ate and we watch beverly hills chihuahua ... weird show la ... but okay la .. then i tertidur at7 .. suppose to go cc with bie at 8 .. but i ended up goin at 10+ .. so we went to eat bfast at the foodcourt ..then he went back to the cc whilst i go back home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then his aunt n mum all wake up .. wanting us to cook the prawn .. haha .. so i called bie , to ask him how to cook butter prawn .. but he say he want to cook marmite prawn .. eeeeewwwwww ... so he told me how n i cooked it ..  without tasting the marmite .. gross ... so came lunch time , everyone's eating the marmite prawn .. which i don't like ! so bie peeled the prawn for me , yet it stil tasted of marmite .. so i ate the prawn his bro cooked .. it was weird cooking but nice coz its salty :p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go back the next day .. n my mum ask not to go out after 8.30 til 11 .. so we went to cc for 5 hour !!!! omg .. first time in a row ..  then i had to rush to class this morning ... im already missing him now ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-2077140247562137791?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/2077140247562137791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=2077140247562137791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2077140247562137791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/2077140247562137791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-3-magical-day.html' title='last 3 magical day'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-431804978102320284</id><published>2009-02-04T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:33:47.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop ! stop !</title><content type='html'>woah !!!!!!!!!!! stop for a bit ! everyone ! why are blogs getting more n more emo !!! my two dear friends ! why .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look around you guys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what u see ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun mean in your room o kopitiam o cafe o restaurant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has it became ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's not worth arguing about ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time you get what you wish for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time u get to choose ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time you get to be first ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time you're the best ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time you're smart ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not every time you're perfect ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact no one is ... but how come .. how come people tend to forget how fortunate we are .. how come no one is ever truly grateful to have a life ! I SEE PEOPLE KILLING THEMSELVES ! why ! why ! no one's life is ever perfect ... we don't appreciate anything we have anymore .. we take things for granted ...  one day , we'll realize , we'll might not even have the chance to see tomorrow's sunshine ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an open topic .. but all these emo-ness, grieve , anger , stress .. why can't it all be just put aside .. think .. aren't we lucky to have a life .. tho we sin a lot , but there's always a time to repent .. to ask for forgiveness ... nothing is always perfect ... but , there's somthing call love , from a special some one .. care ... which people around us give .. from the society ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love ... people .. love .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-431804978102320284?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/431804978102320284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=431804978102320284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/431804978102320284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/431804978102320284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-stop.html' title='stop ! stop !'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7156042368793604795</id><published>2009-02-02T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:40:08.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long</title><content type='html'>okay , my bad for not updating for so long ! :p .. well , my life now is starting to settle down .. yet , college is awesome ! currently just busy with quiz n proposal ... thats gonna end next week ! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway , i've been spending loads of time with des recently .. after so long not spending with him , i realized how apart we became .. but thanks to these few days , we came bak to where we were ... we laughed like mad , talk like mad , smooch like mad , chat till late nite , in each other's arms , the cc sessions , the supper session .. it were all awesome ! we sleep like really little ... we can sleep 3-5 am in the morning and wake up at 11+ .. oh yeah ! cooking lunch n dinner together is great ! sah lah i not a chef ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also the shopping session ! we bought a specs , fake n nerdy , earing for me , 2 nail polish for me , AND MY SCARF !!! i love my scarf ! baby bought it for me ! i keep cam-whoring with taht scarf :p !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO ! his mum tought me how to knit ! yes yes ! im currently knitting a scarf for him for valentines ! good luck to me !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7156042368793604795?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7156042368793604795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7156042368793604795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7156042368793604795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7156042368793604795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-long.html' title='so long'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-1856666172435546347</id><published>2009-01-22T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:20:02.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>international youth fellowship (iyf)</title><content type='html'>okay it was yesterday , but it was too tiring for e to update :P ... so after class , me phoebe and mian , went to sunway conventional centre as volunteers ... we meet lots of koreans there , hot n pretty ! well , phoebe was excited till she scurried everywhere ! taking pics and stuff ... then we went for dinner at kfc ... then we went back to the convention centre for the opening ceremony is about to begin .. there were special seats for volunteers :p .. so we meet other malaysian volunteers and some korean volunteers .. then the emcee spoke and first time i saw a transalator live :p ! she n he had to tranlate any sentence spoke by the vips n the korean emcee ... we saw the deputy miniter of tourism , the person who brought up sunway , chief of the iyf ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were performances .. they were SPECTACULAR !!!!! esp the korean dance .. like what we'd probably see in "da chang jing" o watever show ... then there were other races dance , choreographed by the koreans ! not to mention , they have opera ! like a real one ! n ochestra ! they were fabulous ! but its also presented by caucasians ! it was great !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-1856666172435546347?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/1856666172435546347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=1856666172435546347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1856666172435546347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/1856666172435546347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/01/international-youth-fellowship-iyf.html' title='international youth fellowship (iyf)'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-5687117956195662414</id><published>2009-01-21T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:04:37.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my finite maths class</title><content type='html'>joel ah !!! y u sos sueh one ... y u stop ... do u noe now we have some crappy uranus guy teaching us ! he explain all ur topics in 2 slides and done .... class is over ! n we have to get the stupid text book ! such a waste of money ! when u told us that we do not need the text book ! n in the whole class , we were so blur to wat he was talking !!!! imma protest ! imma protest !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why la .. keep asking you why !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway ! today was the first time i yam cha for so looooong !  joella , phebes , jes, jane , aiman n me went to ali maju (aka the mamak shop) to makan after class ... we chatted like almost all the topics ! height , show , movies , stars , sex , and others la ........ wow ! we were making so much noise till the mamak have to come stop us :p ! scary .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later got the korean community thing at sunway ! can't wait to meet cute guys tho they're smokers n alcoholics .... they're here to stop man ! yay !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-5687117956195662414?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/5687117956195662414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=5687117956195662414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5687117956195662414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/5687117956195662414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-finite-maths-class.html' title='my finite maths class'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-8362182988807191603</id><published>2009-01-20T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:22:38.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyo .. my first lame blog ..</title><content type='html'>the "murder" today just can't get away from my head ... omg .... i still can remember the blood oozing down the road .... omg .... its so gross ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting my computing principles book tomoro ! yay ! can finally study .. and do my homework .. but its photostated :p .. sorry mr.siva !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to finish assignment ... me n phoebe's company .. violet noir .. special n one and only ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love english .. miss annie is a good n funny english teacher .. where can u find a lecturer that says "whatever and bla bla bla" during class ! she's awesome .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dang ! mr.joel is no more our teacher !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! no !!!!!!!!!!! this is disasterous ! he's the best finite maths teacher coz he's patient n he is gentle n he doesn't scold ! we're getting sum1 else ! no !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait to go cc and play cs with aiman n syafiq ~ i'd probably die lar .. im sure they're like experts .. im still in process of training my dota n dekaron .. yea .. i use to call them stupid game ... im playing them now ... im a game freak d ... dang !!!!!!!!!!!!! n you ppl should play left 4 dead ... must ! i finished d whole thing ! sorry david ! hahahah ! i finished it earlier than u .. yet im sure i died the most ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today .........&lt;br /&gt;is today ....&lt;br /&gt;kalinon today ....................... its kelabit without any meaning ....&lt;br /&gt;sibang , me , means hantu ... haha ....&lt;br /&gt;i miss ..... my friends ........&lt;br /&gt;my old life (except the high skool part) with my friends ....&lt;br /&gt;we're so distant now .....&lt;br /&gt;ape nih ....&lt;br /&gt;melebih lebih&lt;br /&gt;dang ..&lt;br /&gt;so many replacement class .........&lt;br /&gt;cny 2 days oni ...&lt;br /&gt;kenot collect more ang pao ...&lt;br /&gt;gonna go shopping with dat money ...&lt;br /&gt;blek ...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-8362182988807191603?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/8362182988807191603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=8362182988807191603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8362182988807191603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/8362182988807191603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/01/aiyo-my-first-lame-blog.html' title='aiyo .. my first lame blog ..'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7670052544483681704</id><published>2009-01-20T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:10:06.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>murder</title><content type='html'>its a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;word .. today , while i was walking to the bus stop , i have to cross the road by the bridge , i saw a lot of police cars .. so i thought there were checks for motorcycles coz i also saw lotsa motocycles around .. when im allmost goin down , i saw the corpse ... with lotsa blood ... i was so scared n thankful .. that it was not me ... n i hope n pray it'll never be me ... how scary the world has became .. people will kill just like that , anytime , anywhere ... so , becareful in what u do o say to strangers .. thank you Father for its not me .... pls dun let it be me .. o the people i love ... thank you ... AMen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7670052544483681704?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7670052544483681704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7670052544483681704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7670052544483681704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7670052544483681704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/01/murder.html' title='murder'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-7549402615502697611</id><published>2009-01-20T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:51:10.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now</title><content type='html'>i miss my old life .. i like my life now .. its somewhat different .. i guess its due to the adaptation of the new environment ... i mean , the time im waking up , the time im sleeping , rushing from one class to another on mondays , the transportation , the housemates ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my housemates ... the guy which im currently sharing toilet with is a pain in the ass .. he's some rich kid .. should be .. coz he has a car , and air conditioned room , queen sized bed , expensive toilettries .. well , he put up some rules , asking me and my bro to clean the toilet .. when he's not doin anything .. except picking up the hairs when it starting to flood .. and these 2 guys are blaming me , coz they think that only girls drop hair .. i dun drop dat much hair okay u 2 faggots ... n he say that the cleaning equiptment are provided .. how to clean when the detergent is finished ?? need me to buy ? f you ... he he pees/sprays everywhere at the toilet bowl .. i have to throw water every single time i enter the friggin toilet .. its so disgusting ... rich ppl will always be ppl guys .. my opinion on them will never changed .. spoilt and pampered .. and ignorant , selfish bastard ... well , this is kl .. and u can see lots .. i know i did ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another housemate .. a girl ... she is okay .. but dividing , writting notes like "u can use this , the towel is mine , bla bla bla" .... how come ppl are so selfish ... stupid man .. i can accept it so far . tis just that .. y can't they like tell in a good way , not offending , instead of writting sum friggin notes .. i can't wait to shift out ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7549402615502697611?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7549402615502697611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7549402615502697611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7549402615502697611'/><link rel='self' 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and we have lots of breaks in between before other classes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay , so my timetable's in my posts below . and i always thought college lecturers are beast and monsters :p .. sorry :p .. but actually no ! they're really friendly tho they look pretty fierce ! when they teach , the lectures and tutorials are not at all boring ! they really crack a lot of jokes and make us really alert . i love english class and computing principles . my english teacher is funny n young so we all have the same thinking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computing principles , we have 3 teacher . 1 for lab (miss lorna chan) , 1 for tutorial (miss winnie) and 1 for lectures (mr.siva) .. they all 3 look fierce but actually no ! they are the ones that crack the jokes . but its not the jokes that make the class interesting . its what they teach . i always though computing are boring stuff that we have to learn . but there's lots of information that we never knew and we always call the brand name instead of its origin name . never i thought i would love computing . yet , its not gonna change my ambition of being a psychologist !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-7281114141841434701?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/7281114141841434701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=7281114141841434701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7281114141841434701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/7281114141841434701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/2009/01/college-college.html' title='college college'/><author><name>Magdeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17685259816289829828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mR92DVmWTZ4/Sl3ua2BPL5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ZLIG7S00hBU/S220/Image2693.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889567761337213477.post-494953522190042175</id><published>2009-01-06T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:38:22.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy</title><content type='html'>today was hectic ... actually still good .. my class was at 8 .. so i woke up at 6.30 .. took my bath everything , woke my brother who dilly dally until 7.10 oni bath ... then we reached the bus stop at 7.30++ .. wait for the damn bus till sooo long .. bout 7.50 oni come .. with the jam , by the time i got there was already 8+ .. luckily the lecturer was good enough to say its okay ... she said if next time late , muz give evidance .... take picture . the whole class laughed ... the class was suppose to finish at 10 but we were let out at 8.30 after she finished her briefing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposing to go for luch with rowena (my cousin) but cancelled so i went back home with my brother ... do homework , watch some hong kong show , slept awhile .. woke up at 1.30 .. on9 awhile , get ready n went to college .. alone ... this time .. i was freaked out .. i was so scared i took the wrong bus .. luckily it was the right one ... then reached college .. went to look for phoebe ... went into class (english) .. got elected as class rep together with phoebe for doin work :p .... cheh wah .. bangga siak ... kakakakkaak ... its a good first day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet , i have to finish another chap of computing principle and my resume n proposal for the hmc leads society ... so ma fan ... i dun wanna do jobs anymore .. this one is compulsary for scholarship recipients ... so kena buat ler ... seh .. good luck to me ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;live your life to the fullest&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889567761337213477-494953522190042175?l=maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggiemilconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/494953522190042175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889567761337213477&amp;postID=494953522190042175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889567761337213477/posts/default/494953522190042175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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