<?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-3007586867447064659</id><updated>2012-01-27T02:27:49.951+08:00</updated><category term='worldcup'/><category term='opion'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='malaysia'/><category term='fresh start'/><category term='personal'/><category term='comedians'/><category term='for fun'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='TVShow'/><category term='random'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='kampung'/><category term='injury'/><category term='college'/><category term='new'/><category term='local music'/><category term='music'/><category term='tag'/><category term='30DBC'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='celebrity crush'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='argentina'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='movie'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='portugal'/><category term='muse'/><category term='family'/><category term='disappointed'/><category term='racist'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='football'/><category term='public uni'/><category term='love'/><category term='bestfriends'/><category term='wordless'/><category term='ben10'/><title type='text'>Miss Mag: It's Personal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8449252479903859127</id><published>2012-01-27T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T02:27:49.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Thank you for the ride.</title><content type='html'>Just another day, another song to share. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5Nkm1hOVBxM?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Will always remember,&lt;br /&gt;Who you made me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment,&lt;br /&gt;I gave into delight,&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to thank you....&lt;br /&gt;For the things you made me say,&lt;br /&gt;The things you taught me to do,&lt;br /&gt;The way you taught me to love,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always remember you,&lt;br /&gt;And the way that I hurt,&lt;br /&gt;As I say a goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;You meant the world to me.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Delight, Sarah Solovay&lt;/blockquote&gt;ps. Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8449252479903859127?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8449252479903859127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8449252479903859127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8449252479903859127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8449252479903859127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you-for-ride.html' title='Thank you for the ride.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5Nkm1hOVBxM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8500724560134073880</id><published>2012-01-12T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:56:12.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>When you're faithful</title><content type='html'>Taking a 5 min break. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love last minute study so much that I'm pulling another all-nighter for my Marketing Communication paper at 2pm today. Well basically my mind is everywhere these past few days and I work well under pressure (under certain circumstances, I know, its bad). Anyhoo, I was listening to Acoustic Alternative on iTunes and I found this song... It's so nice that I wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="190" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gaoibVTRpTw?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I resigned from myself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Took a break as someone else&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's like we've come undone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I've only just become inflatable for you.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Inflatable, Bush&lt;/blockquote&gt;ps. Most of the time, I don't mind but you push me even further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8500724560134073880?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8500724560134073880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8500724560134073880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8500724560134073880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8500724560134073880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-youre-faithful.html' title='When you&apos;re faithful'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gaoibVTRpTw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4199017736840167828</id><published>2012-01-11T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:54:39.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh start'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>This is another song that made me hit the replay button over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You would ever say you love me, turn around and lie, lie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cry, cry so full of sadness and sorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now my heart hurts,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cupid took back his arrow...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="190" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nZmsBfw03tg?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;My heart it still aches, this pain I can't take&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Go on and leave together cause&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll never be your rake...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Ho Ho Ho, YTF &lt;/blockquote&gt;ps. Looks like I'm building up walls again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4199017736840167828?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4199017736840167828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4199017736840167828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4199017736840167828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4199017736840167828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nZmsBfw03tg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1524477448161873136</id><published>2012-01-11T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:14:35.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Where do I begin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little update, I'm 5 days away from home, I don't know at this very point if I'm excited or not but all I want to do right now is be at home for 2 months++. Continue my morning jog routine and do whatever I should do. Well for that to happen, I need to be sitting for my Marketing Communication, Advertising and finally Sociology paper. Oh gosh, 3 papers and its never ending ;( Well thats it for now. Nothing much to update :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Another day, another song. Here's a personal favorite! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ax6UXyAXSZo?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;i&gt;A million miles away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your signal in the distance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To whom it may concern&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I lost my way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Getting good at starting over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every time that I return.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Walk, Foo Fighters &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1524477448161873136?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1524477448161873136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1524477448161873136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1524477448161873136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1524477448161873136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-do-i-begin.html' title='Where do I begin?'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ax6UXyAXSZo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4663740641109485088</id><published>2012-01-10T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T05:39:49.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I need directions.</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps, I'm still up. Pulling an all-nighter for my Marketing Communication paper on 12th Dec. :) Anyway, here's a song for the day. Something old playing on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nIHhYAA0f5w?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well now, I guess I should've listened.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whenyou said you've had enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A little trick I picked up from my father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inone ear and out the other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why's love got to be so tough?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Should've Listen, Nickelback&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Am I lying to myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4663740641109485088?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4663740641109485088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4663740641109485088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4663740641109485088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4663740641109485088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-need-directions.html' title='I need directions.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nIHhYAA0f5w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2508194125882459005</id><published>2012-01-06T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T02:42:03.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I'm still looking up</title><content type='html'>Since I still have no idea what to blog of due to my finals, I'm just gonna share with you guys songs I've been listening to recently. Fair enough right? In a way, I am actively updating my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="190" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TdN5GyTl8K0?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I don't wanna be someone who walks away so easily&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm here to stay and make the difference that I can make&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use the tools and gifts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We got yeah we got a lot at stake&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And in the end,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're still my friend at least we didn't tend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For us to work we didn't break, we didn't burn&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We had to learn, how to bend without the world caving in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had to learn what I got, and what I'm not&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And who I am.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-I Won't Give Up, Jason Mraz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2508194125882459005?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2508194125882459005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2508194125882459005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2508194125882459005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2508194125882459005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-still-looking-up.html' title='I&apos;m still looking up'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TdN5GyTl8K0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-740315143619014283</id><published>2012-01-05T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T12:53:55.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Calm Thursday</title><content type='html'>I feel like I must share this song. May God bless you always. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="190" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hrsEEtGp9vQ?rel=0" width="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-740315143619014283?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/740315143619014283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=740315143619014283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/740315143619014283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/740315143619014283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/calm-thursday.html' title='Calm Thursday'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hrsEEtGp9vQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-285625237939800288</id><published>2012-01-04T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:36:53.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>...and I threw us into the flames</title><content type='html'>Another day, another song. I must have nothing better to do but sink myself further. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="315" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3iCqALQ0DAQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Sometimes I wake up by the door&lt;br /&gt;That heart you caught must be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Even now when we're already over&lt;br /&gt;I can't help myself from looking for you&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;div&gt;- Set Fire To The Rain, Adele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-285625237939800288?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/285625237939800288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=285625237939800288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/285625237939800288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/285625237939800288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-i-threw-us-into-flames.html' title='...and I threw us into the flames'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3iCqALQ0DAQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-797562049699497492</id><published>2012-01-02T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:02:53.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lullaby.</title><content type='html'>This is Nickelback latest song, Lullaby from the album Here and Now. Somehow I feel connected to it. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;If you can hear me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching out&lt;br /&gt;To let you know that you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;And you can't tell&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared as hell&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't get you on the telephone.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="315" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KFC4ZYshlWs?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Well everybody's hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's been forgotten&lt;br /&gt;When everybody's tired of being alone&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everybody's been abandoned&lt;br /&gt;And left a little empty handed&lt;br /&gt;So if you're out there barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Just give it one more try&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;-Lullaby, Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-797562049699497492?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/797562049699497492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=797562049699497492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/797562049699497492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/797562049699497492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KFC4ZYshlWs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-71904804589714353</id><published>2012-01-02T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:12:57.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity crush'/><title type='text'>Jeremy Renner FTW.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, the title says it all. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a &lt;b&gt;huge crush&lt;/b&gt; on Jeremy Renner. Thanks to his &lt;i&gt;sexy buttock&lt;/i&gt; on Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. LOL! I am looking forward for more of his movies, soon... Namely, The Avengers. *FAINTS* Yes, I didn't even realize he was on Thor doing cameo for Hawkeye! *&lt;i&gt;shame on me&lt;/i&gt;* x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx3cm8cV9h1qzclpso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx3cm8cV9h1qzclpso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://princealfonso.tumblr.com/post/15102677930"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &amp;amp; the man sings! asdfghjkl!! *&lt;i&gt;Faints&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="315" height="190" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PVV8cSMh35U?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah, I'm gonna agree to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; *&lt;i&gt;wink&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx23xfjTcH1qh4r8ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 419px; height: 293px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx23xfjTcH1qh4r8ro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://jeremyrennerintomypants.tumblr.com/post/15072310958/my-personal-philosophy-tomorrow-night"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. sorry for this random post. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-71904804589714353?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/71904804589714353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=71904804589714353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/71904804589714353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/71904804589714353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremy-renner-ftw.html' title='Jeremy Renner FTW.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PVV8cSMh35U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6461308385331315459</id><published>2012-01-02T03:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T03:33:12.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Hello 2-0-1-2 :))</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, how are you doin out there?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo.. I've been absent from my blog since September and I'm back (&lt;i&gt;I hope&lt;/i&gt;) because I deactivated my Facebook (&lt;i&gt;due to finals, need to concentrate&lt;/i&gt;) and apart from Twitter, I ramble here. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just wanna say, Hey 2011, you've made me realize a lot of stuff and made lots of new friends here in West M'sia and 2012, bring it on! I'm ready for you. Happy new year everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those celebrating Christmas, Merry Christmas! (&lt;i&gt;Its never too late&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't do much anyway, I actually spent Christmas and New Year away from my family and its my first and I must say, it was okay although a bit teary here and there. ;) I spent most of my time with relatives here in Klang and it ease my homesickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and final exam is just 4 days away, I hope I'm ready. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your Christmas and New Year celebration? Had much food? gain few pounds? Tell me about it. Would love to read about u too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To whom may it concern, it has been rough these past few days. I just wanna dedicate this song to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="315" height="243" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-A0lzjh0UtI?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And if you have a minute why don't we go&lt;br /&gt;Talk about it somewhere only we know?&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we go, somewhere only we know&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere only we know." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;Somewhere Only We Know, Keane&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Can't wait to go back to KK soon! I miss home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6461308385331315459?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6461308385331315459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6461308385331315459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6461308385331315459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6461308385331315459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2-0-1-2.html' title='Hello 2-0-1-2 :))'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-A0lzjh0UtI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8099892909225763520</id><published>2011-09-22T07:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:53:25.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for fun'/><title type='text'>cute ni bah.</title><content type='html'>you are Sabahan when;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;you say 'saaaaaanaa' just to show how far that place is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you pout ur lips,and turn to the direction to show where things are&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you answer 'ah?' when people call your name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the word 'bah' can be used in almost all the situations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you refer ur dad as 'boss' or 'beliau'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you refer the waiter at restaurat as 'boss' as well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you were asked 'are u Indonesian?' by some outsiders when they heard u speak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you know what pindik2 tagap means.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you like to sing (&lt;i&gt;not entirely true.haha&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can use '&lt;i&gt;gea&lt;/i&gt;' and '&lt;i&gt;bah&lt;/i&gt;' properly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if someone ask for help, u reply with "&lt;i&gt;Boleh ba kalau ko yo&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;favourite word "ARAMAI TII" when 'kogutan' liquor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA... I laugh when I read this. Made me miss home town a lot. I miss you KK! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8099892909225763520?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8099892909225763520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8099892909225763520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8099892909225763520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8099892909225763520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/cute-ni-bah.html' title='cute ni bah.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5595028203595578382</id><published>2011-09-22T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:44:45.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>2nd week so far.</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry for the delay but I've been too busy with my latest schedule. CEH. Lies!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the 2nd week and classes are commencing as usual. I think my favourite subject this semester would be Marketing Communication. Apparently Nad Nad agrees with me too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, transportation wise, its really hard for me to go to class. I was suppose to receive my Saga FL last semester but due to countless phone calls and arrangement, they kept giving us variety of excuses. So right now, I'm trying to avoid stress and wait till Proton actually calls me. I really am frustrated that every time I call, its just another disappointing end. I really don't need the stress now. Thankfully, R and mummy has been attentive to me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm homesick! Well not after a week I was here. I grew homesick because I watched Raising Hope and somehow reminds me of my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, this is all the update I can give you for now. Will give you a proper update next time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5595028203595578382?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5595028203595578382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5595028203595578382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5595028203595578382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5595028203595578382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/2nd-week-so-far.html' title='2nd week so far.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-289910265536897101</id><published>2011-09-17T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:43:16.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><title type='text'>Wedding vows</title><content type='html'>I saw this in the movie Leap Year... :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I want to say thank you to my husband. I want to say may you never steal, lie or cheat. But if you must steal, then steal away my sorrows. And if you must lie, lie with me all the nights of my life. And if you must cheat then please cheat death because I couldn't live a day without you. Cheers!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-289910265536897101?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/289910265536897101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=289910265536897101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/289910265536897101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/289910265536897101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding-vows.html' title='Wedding vows'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5433826458696805740</id><published>2011-09-09T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:07:06.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Peeps, I'm gonna go on hiatus until I settle down back in SA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin back this Sunday for my 2nd semester.. *sad face*&lt;br /&gt;Karang la aku update kalau ada masa k! :)&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, mag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5433826458696805740?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5433826458696805740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5433826458696805740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5433826458696805740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5433826458696805740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7162819599604394328</id><published>2011-09-08T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:03:02.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart to heart.</title><content type='html'>I am going to regret that I&amp;#39;m walking away but I hope you found happiness in others that you can&amp;#39;t find in me.&lt;p&gt;Ps. In the midst of making huge decision regarding this blog. Will let u know soon. :)&lt;p&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7162819599604394328?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7162819599604394328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7162819599604394328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7162819599604394328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7162819599604394328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/heart-to-heart.html' title='Heart to heart.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4069610950990273176</id><published>2011-09-05T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:05:14.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud (Part II)</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for the delay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;this is a continuation to my previous post "Laugh Out Loud", and I'm gonna talk about my favourite Stand Up comedians as promised. Also, as a response to Mr. Armstrong's feedback! Thanks for your comment, hehe! Bloggers you can visit blog si Armstrong, his Kitteh Monday sections paling best, kalau sepa-sepa yang Monday Blues tym kerja tu, kamu pi click Kitteh Monday, mesti kamu pun terhibur hehe! Click &lt;a href="http://www.theokayarms.com/"&gt;di sini&lt;/a&gt; kalau mo p blog dia hehe! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets proceed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stand up comedian that blew my mind off was none other than... Yes, you all know him, Russel Peters! He was famous for his tagline "Somebody gonna hurt real bad!" Cut the crap and lets watch one of his clips on youtube. This one is my favourite, inter cultural marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vq_kqdHzEv0?rel=0" width="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This next comedian is very famous for her bit on Nail Saloon. Those who watch MadTV would definitely recognize her from her character Bon Qui Qui. She is Anjelah Johnson! Honestly, she is stunningly beautiful! On this clip, she talks about the many ways man try to hit on a woman! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="224" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yCKJU7KeMxs?rel=0" width="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Third stand up comedian was introduced to me by R. Ever since that day, I just couldn't stop watching his clips on youtube! None other than Gabriel Iglesias. I love this clip where he talks about High School reunion! Now we all know how awkward a reunion can be, this one might give you an idea how to make a clever come back if someone says something about you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="224" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5QQzusr4IH0?rel=0" width="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last but not least, Louis CK! Such shame that I have never heard of him before until Mr. Armstrong here mentioned about him! So I am really curious so I just had to google and find his youtube video! ;) I like this bit the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dF1NUposXVQ?rel=0" width="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;So this is as far as I can go! I don't really recognize any local stand up comedians but it would be really awesome if someone could direct me to any youtube video with our local stand up comedian in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you're ever feeling bored and need a good laugh, how about clicking on any of the videos I posted and who knows it can help cheering you up! Right? :) ... and if you have any other stand up comedian that is funnier than all of the above, holler at your girl cz I need good laughing stock as my semester is about to begin NEXT WEEK! There goes the end of my four months holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Have a wonderful day/week people! Pardon me for the grammatical error yeah? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4069610950990273176?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4069610950990273176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4069610950990273176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4069610950990273176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4069610950990273176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/laugh-out-loud-part-ii.html' title='Laugh Out Loud (Part II)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vq_kqdHzEv0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-728793854093828466</id><published>2011-08-31T07:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:31:38.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TVShow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud</title><content type='html'>... and show me your teeth! Haha! No, I'm not interested in looking at your teeth. Anyway, I've been busy on youtube lately, NO, not making vlogs, I'm just watching old videos I used to enjoy. :) So I'm just gonna share it with you guys here!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, one of my babes reminded me of MadTV. Honestly, I haven't watch MadTV in years. I remember back in 2008, I was crazy about Coach Hines. Well, he is funny! I can watch his video clips up in youtube &lt;i&gt;over and over&lt;/i&gt; again and still laugh my ass off! Ms. Swan, Bon Qui Qui, and the rest of the cast. Not forgetting, Bobby Lee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since embedding is disable upon request, so just click on the links I've provided...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/dmSj_bqZOiU"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for one of my favorite moments of Coach Hines!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/R4xnjPvQVyA"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for one of my favorite moments of Bobby Lee! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/gUfb4DYEfCk"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for one of my favorite moments of Ms. Swan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/MLITftOQ4o8"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for Bon Qui Qui moments!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here are some other moments - Click &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/6JTvQvxyefY"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and I'll let you explore the rest! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MadTV is absolutely the best show I have ever watched! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another clip I enjoyed watching is The Sketch Show. I saw Kelsey Grammer Sketch Show before this on TV, it was aired for a few weeks (in Malaysia). So when I youtube it, I ended up with The Sketch Show and I soon enjoyed watching it as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4bdDSMvJJew?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="224" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-cW0rKXAhjw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This next clip comes all the way from Japan, I'm sure most of you know him! This was introduced by R when we were friends and I swear to God, I ended up having stomach and facial cramps from all the laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zbhTj9dVXFU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OApLtH-QdI4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, this last video was only discover by me after watching this clip. Click &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/nsKOaKG_V6M"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch it because embedding was not allowed. Check this episode out, S01E14 The Piano Movers. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PG7wjrzMBn0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rnrX8ThfMiA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="345" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e-Cxy2zUcoY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanford and Son was on the list for Time's Magazine "100 Best TV Show of All Time" and yes it is! It is one of the TV show from the 70's and I'm not sure if we Malaysian ever watched this. Nevertheless, I love this show and I want a complete DVD set for all 6 season of this show. Yes I know, some of you might say, &lt;i&gt;why don't you just download it&lt;/i&gt;? Well let me tell you, I ain't going down that road no more - Downloading all 6 season is pain. Besides, if I have the DVD, I can watch it over and over again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XE5D-0B4tgY/Tl191Qx6_bI/AAAAAAAAA6M/4Zi8Y4oojHg/s1600/SS.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XE5D-0B4tgY/Tl191Qx6_bI/AAAAAAAAA6M/4Zi8Y4oojHg/s400/SS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646807861783362994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I tried buying it on Amazon, sadly, it says, they can't send it to our region? So yeah, I was really disappointed. I want Sanford and Son complete DVD Set please! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe on my next post, I'll post about my favorite Stand up comedians! If you're bored, just look for the above videos and who knows it will make you laugh as bad as it did to me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. If you have any funny videos to share, I would love to watch it! Share it at my comment box. Will be glad to hear from you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-728793854093828466?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/728793854093828466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=728793854093828466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/728793854093828466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/728793854093828466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/laugh-out-loud.html' title='Laugh Out Loud'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4bdDSMvJJew/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3026357898973797991</id><published>2011-08-29T05:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T05:20:14.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>While Tumblr'ing... (Part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;“&lt;i&gt;This is a path of letting go&lt;br /&gt;So there will be room to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on to opinions,&lt;br /&gt;our minds will become dull and useless/&lt;br /&gt;Let go of opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on to possessions,&lt;br /&gt;we will always be at risk.&lt;br /&gt;Let go of possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on to ego,&lt;br /&gt;we will continue to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Let go of ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working without thought of praise or blame&lt;br /&gt;is the way of true contentment.&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;div&gt;—	 Lao-Tzu, Tao Te Ching (A Path and a Practice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3026357898973797991?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3026357898973797991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3026357898973797991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3026357898973797991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3026357898973797991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/while-tumblring-part-4.html' title='While Tumblr&apos;ing... (Part 4)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1118380097303613119</id><published>2011-08-29T04:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T04:43:36.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>While Tumblr'ing... (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lql56zSnnV1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 282px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lql56zSnnV1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever feel that way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And when you're out there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without care,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, I was out of touch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it wasn't because I didn't know enough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just knew too much."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy, Gnarls Barkley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1118380097303613119?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1118380097303613119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1118380097303613119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1118380097303613119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1118380097303613119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/while-tumblring-part-3.html' title='While Tumblr&apos;ing... (Part 3)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1816500684898825744</id><published>2011-08-27T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T02:59:55.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/CNGSn8g80r4"&gt;Macam Di KK - Janrywine J Lusin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since I skipped so many days, I have decided to just update all 4 remaining days today and this is it, Day 30! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is very easy, I know deep down, every Gaing clan misses this girl and her brother. The action you took, its really not fair especially to my late Grandfather and to my Grandma, you have indeed humiliate my grandparents and the family as well when you bring policemen in into this matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCgoridcbDs/Tlk9H2IjqjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tza5hIQMfO0/s1600/Image102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCgoridcbDs/Tlk9H2IjqjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tza5hIQMfO0/s400/Image102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645610812885412402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dV8Y4NNgHKA/Tlk9Hq2wQdI/AAAAAAAAA58/xAUl6Olj3pQ/s1600/Image013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dV8Y4NNgHKA/Tlk9Hq2wQdI/AAAAAAAAA58/xAUl6Olj3pQ/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645610809857950162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know that her mum has every right to keep her because of the dad issue, but really, both of them didn't actually raised the children. My grandma and grandpa took care of them in a significant amount of year. Their childhood revolves around our grandparents. Why can't they visit us as well? I know you want to punish the father but really, its not fair for you to make the person who took care of your children that way. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I posted this because couple of days ago, baby Isaac had a fever and my grandma was looking after him, suddenly she reminisce how she used to took care of the girl above when she had a fever, they rushed to Hospital Sipitang. There was definitely a sad tone in her voice. I feel bad for my grandmother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We miss you Ellud and Esther. Hope you remember us. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The end of 30 Days Blog Challenge-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1816500684898825744?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1816500684898825744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1816500684898825744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1816500684898825744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1816500684898825744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-30-picture-of-someone-you-miss.html' title='Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCgoridcbDs/Tlk9H2IjqjI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tza5hIQMfO0/s72-c/Image102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6803931522302253349</id><published>2011-08-27T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:22:07.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;#Now watching Criminal Minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s400/Imej2478edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s400/Imej2478edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkqaPVyUCos/TlkLfjE8aSI/AAAAAAAAA50/0J0rYCmRIyk/s1600/P6011952.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkqaPVyUCos/TlkLfjE8aSI/AAAAAAAAA50/0J0rYCmRIyk/s400/P6011952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645556244505454882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture of baby Isaac bullying me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I really am gonna miss him! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-how-he-showed-his-love.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read about him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 30:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6803931522302253349?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6803931522302253349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6803931522302253349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6803931522302253349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6803931522302253349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-29-picture-that-can-always-make-you.html' title='Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s72-c/Imej2478edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7371188075089861082</id><published>2011-08-27T19:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:34:35.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 28: A picture of something you're afraid of.</title><content type='html'>*Now watching Phineas and Ferb The Movie: Across the 2nd Dimension on Disney Channel. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna be honest, I used to be an avid player for House of The Dead at the arcade, Left 4 Dead and somehow that gaming leads to nightmare. The thing I'm most afraid of is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll1xuliFHv1qidk31o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll1xuliFHv1qidk31o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if its real or not but they scare the jizz out of me, so yeah, its best that I avoid any movie, TV Series or games that is closely related to zombies. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 29:&lt;/b&gt; A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7371188075089861082?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7371188075089861082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7371188075089861082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7371188075089861082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7371188075089861082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-28-picture-of-something-youre.html' title='Day 28: A picture of something you&apos;re afraid of.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1685819996196668252</id><published>2011-08-27T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:36:48.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.</title><content type='html'>*Now watching Wall-E on Disney Channel&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy6xk6hLM6k/TljWQ5zsViI/AAAAAAAAA5c/EhpBuw7lBiU/s1600/32206_396761396919_639446919_4663009_2449010_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy6xk6hLM6k/TljWQ5zsViI/AAAAAAAAA5c/EhpBuw7lBiU/s400/32206_396761396919_639446919_4663009_2449010_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645497718792803874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuzzie Jo and I at our Cuzzie Sley wedding! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The brides maid and the brides' driver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 28:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you're afraid of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1685819996196668252?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1685819996196668252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1685819996196668252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1685819996196668252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1685819996196668252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-27-picture-of-yourself-and-family.html' title='Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy6xk6hLM6k/TljWQ5zsViI/AAAAAAAAA5c/EhpBuw7lBiU/s72-c/32206_396761396919_639446919_4663009_2449010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4923236509814646099</id><published>2011-08-25T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T02:07:52.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my new SE Mini Pro :)</title><content type='html'>Since my Blackberry was stolen and the moments I had with my Samsung Galaxy S were not that great, finally I can say I&amp;#39;m happy with my mini phone (see I even blog through this phone) and though I still misses my blackberry a lot. :( oh well... Gonna learn to appreciate things I have now because I am really very lucky. Thanks dad for getting me this cute phone. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4923236509814646099?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4923236509814646099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4923236509814646099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4923236509814646099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4923236509814646099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-my-new-se-mini-pro.html' title='From my new SE Mini Pro :)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4976345478536873497</id><published>2011-08-23T19:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:21:54.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Now watching E! News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no point of blogging about this day because I already did it on &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-07-picture-of-your-most-treasured_22.html"&gt;Day 07&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-21-picture-of-something-you-wish.html"&gt;Day 21&lt;/a&gt;. Click to read. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 27:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps, might as well just finish up this 30 days challenge today huh? :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4976345478536873497?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4976345478536873497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4976345478536873497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4976345478536873497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4976345478536873497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-26-picture-of-something-that-means.html' title='Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3367535473824614783</id><published>2011-08-23T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T02:03:12.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>While Tumblr'ing... (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb9lrJjue1qdtbx8o1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 282px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb9lrJjue1qdtbx8o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Define &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;From my eyes, tonight I wanna cry...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div&gt;-Tonight I Wanna Cry, Keith Urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I'm all ears for Keith Urban songs lately. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3367535473824614783?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3367535473824614783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3367535473824614783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3367535473824614783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3367535473824614783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/while-tumblring-part-2.html' title='While Tumblr&apos;ing... (Part 2)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7964194274969180975</id><published>2011-08-23T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:48:20.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>This flower don't belong to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Surrender,&lt;br /&gt;Every word, every thought, every sound&lt;br /&gt;Surrender,&lt;br /&gt;Every touch, every smile, every frown&lt;br /&gt;Surrender,&lt;br /&gt;All the pain we've endured until now&lt;br /&gt;Surrender,&lt;br /&gt;All the hope that I lost you have found"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1gxezt-Xdww"&gt;Surrender&lt;/a&gt;, Billy Talent&lt;/blockquote&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7964194274969180975?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7964194274969180975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7964194274969180975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7964194274969180975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7964194274969180975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-flower-dont-belong-to-me.html' title='This flower don&apos;t belong to me.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6268596002563053073</id><published>2011-08-23T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:12:37.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/Czb5P_pw8Fc"&gt;Keith Urban - Tonight I Wanna Cry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTKxvEVqSJU/TlKJScGOJxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/o4GdVJeTp-w/s1600/Image0203.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTKxvEVqSJU/TlKJScGOJxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/o4GdVJeTp-w/s400/Image0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643724232921589522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so hard to decide but I'm gonna go with this - Labuan Outing with friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was during H1N1 break back in 2009. I choose this cz among all the albums I have, this is the only album that shows we had a lot of fun. Well minus this one kid who happens to be ON EVERY picture. hmph! Long story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 26:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6268596002563053073?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6268596002563053073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6268596002563053073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6268596002563053073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6268596002563053073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-25-picture-of-your-favorite-day.html' title='Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTKxvEVqSJU/TlKJScGOJxI/AAAAAAAAA5U/o4GdVJeTp-w/s72-c/Image0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4194587292609730218</id><published>2011-08-20T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T17:27:53.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tumblr.</title><content type='html'>... I spend most of my time in Tumblr, when I feel like it. When I don't, I'll just leave it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have deleted my Tumblr account &lt;i&gt;many, many, many&lt;/i&gt; times and recently, I stopped following those whom I used to follow. I just followed those whom I constantly reblog from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the idea of pictures expressing emotion, feelings and ideas. Quotes and basically just something I can relate to.... like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lprjb38Fsd1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lprjb38Fsd1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;but most of the time, I just reblog random &lt;i&gt;bullshit&lt;/i&gt; anyway, just to make my day... like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpwlvhSy4F1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpwlvhSy4F1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;My point is, I'm bored and Tumblr somehow act as a remedy - temporarily. Oh well. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4194587292609730218?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4194587292609730218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4194587292609730218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4194587292609730218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4194587292609730218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-237534975236997820</id><published>2011-08-20T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:08:57.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/h2_8lHFrEMs"&gt;Eminem - 25 to Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If there is one thing I wish I could change is I wish that I am much more ladylike. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There I said it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp7ip3mFbg1qloybpo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 344px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp7ip3mFbg1qloybpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to play dress up and doll up. I miss doing that. It's been years since I actually put on a make up and dress up for someone. Putting up nice accessories, wearing nice heels etc... I miss doing that. I'm not like that anymore. Not now, not in university. I just kinda lose my mojo I guess. Oh well. Maybe one day it will come back. When I'm making my own cash and I can dress up and doll up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 25&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of your favorite day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-237534975236997820?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/237534975236997820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=237534975236997820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/237534975236997820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/237534975236997820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-24-picture-of-something-you-wish.html' title='Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-898610330519821408</id><published>2011-08-20T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T11:33:59.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><title type='text'>The blame game.</title><content type='html'>As usual, every argument will cause this.  Who to blame, what to blame and normally when the blame is placed, they expect us to live with it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how bad you want to rub it in my face. Here let me help you say it loud and clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;...always in a rush to get back to you I aint heard you yet&lt;br /&gt;not even once say you apreciate me i deserve respect&lt;br /&gt;ive done my best to give you nothing less than perfectness&lt;br /&gt;and i know that if I end this I’ll no longer have nothing left.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Eminem, &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/h2_8lHFrEMs"&gt;25 to life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-898610330519821408?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/898610330519821408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=898610330519821408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/898610330519821408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/898610330519821408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/blame-game.html' title='The blame game.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3215847767288186933</id><published>2011-08-19T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:11:05.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.</title><content type='html'>*Indulging into the sweet sound of &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/RxWEvV9zYj4"&gt;3 Doors Down - Here Without You (Boyce Avenue acoustic cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Undeniably my favorite book by one of my favorite author.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSKheoCSQce2CDZkYnUAmHKYYVRLhP61vWMzjV329i0V6vdrDKN" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 136px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSKheoCSQce2CDZkYnUAmHKYYVRLhP61vWMzjV329i0V6vdrDKN" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first Nicholas Sparks book I read and soon I just can't stop buying them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ChlVSe5X_I/Tk4AfOBc_rI/AAAAAAAAA5E/v6yj5HzhHYI/s1600/9780446676076_388X586.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ChlVSe5X_I/Tk4AfOBc_rI/AAAAAAAAA5E/v6yj5HzhHYI/s400/9780446676076_388X586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642447919481945778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Women - classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gySimI-2Lcg/Tk4Ae4_QpOI/AAAAAAAAA48/6wvL8ElKp3A/s1600/little-women.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gySimI-2Lcg/Tk4Ae4_QpOI/AAAAAAAAA48/6wvL8ElKp3A/s400/little-women.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642447913835603170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Sophie Kinsella book I read...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5XBJurFyhY/Tk4AexahReI/AAAAAAAAA40/thRRkdYevZc/s1600/n60907.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B5XBJurFyhY/Tk4AexahReI/AAAAAAAAA40/thRRkdYevZc/s400/n60907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642447911802455522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and suddenly I started buying this - Shopaholic Series. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LdtWinzYnA/Tk4AekRFykI/AAAAAAAAA4s/vAnsXYYjvzU/s1600/shopaholic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LdtWinzYnA/Tk4AekRFykI/AAAAAAAAA4s/vAnsXYYjvzU/s400/shopaholic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642447908273244738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a number of books up in my shelves at home. Books written by Justin Richards, Agatha Christie, Cate Tiernan, Dan Brown and yes, J.K. Rowling and JRR Tolkien namely. From what we used to have, a collection, most of it gone because people tend to borrow and never gave it back. Even when I have initials on my books. Yes I do, well books are not cheap you know! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 24:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you wish you could change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3215847767288186933?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3215847767288186933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3215847767288186933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3215847767288186933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3215847767288186933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-23-picture-of-your-favorite-book.html' title='Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ChlVSe5X_I/Tk4AfOBc_rI/AAAAAAAAA5E/v6yj5HzhHYI/s72-c/9780446676076_388X586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6392869318679176553</id><published>2011-08-18T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:35:09.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><title type='text'>...this is how he showed his love. (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Isaac showing his love. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s1600/Imej2478edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s400/Imej2478edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642218783187323954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though he is suffering from down syndrome due to pre-mature birth, it doesn't stop him from being active. He is one tough child to look after, constantly crawling here and there. We need to be vigilant round the clock. He's tad bit sensitive too, he understand when you said something about him. By coincidence, he'll answer some of your question too, of course with the word "ta" mumbling out of his mouth. :) Nevertheless, looking after him is worth it, we love to see him laugh and smile and he loves it when his cheek is being rubbed, when you tickle his round belly or lift him high, it makes him giggle. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely gonna miss this child when I'm going back to SA. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6392869318679176553?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6392869318679176553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6392869318679176553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6392869318679176553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6392869318679176553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-how-he-showed-his-love.html' title='...this is how he showed his love. (;'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1ArvRzLJNU/Tk0wFuzqzDI/AAAAAAAAA4k/e8ccCdy5iHg/s72-c/Imej2478edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7195432323200911153</id><published>2011-08-18T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:00:57.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Someday you will.</title><content type='html'>Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/B-oKxpQrRY4"&gt;Keith Urban - You'll Think Of Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I went out driving trying to clear my head&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this&lt;br /&gt;And all the baggage that seems to still exist&lt;br /&gt;It seems the only blessing I have left to my name&lt;br /&gt;Is not knowing what we could have been&lt;br /&gt;What we should have...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. ...and I quote Dr. Seuss, "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7195432323200911153?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7195432323200911153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7195432323200911153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7195432323200911153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7195432323200911153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/youll-think-of-me.html' title='Someday you will.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5293578016958812167</id><published>2011-08-18T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:37:50.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/mgEixhE3Oms"&gt;DEV - In The Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I'm good at everything! Hahahaa! :P If there is one thing I want to be good at, then it would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq3w7ojRYP1r1dncro1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 445px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq3w7ojRYP1r1dncro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to learn how to cook. Its bad enough growing up with a maid helping you out with chores. The only time I learned how to cook is when I go back to my parents home town and every time I go back home, the first few days I'll cook and slowly the spirit deteriorates and I got lazy again. I'm good at cooking basic stuff - rice, vegetables and chicken. I don't eat fish so I don't bother touching it haha and I don't eat pork. huhu~ So yeah if I had the chance, I would love to be good at cooking. At least if I start going into the kitchen again, it would make my parents feel good. huuu~ It should also be a plus for me next time for my future husband. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. If I still can't cook, might as well look for a chef as a husband teehee! :P kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 23:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of your favorite book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5293578016958812167?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5293578016958812167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5293578016958812167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5293578016958812167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5293578016958812167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-22-picture-of-something-you-wish.html' title='Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7912515900624533409</id><published>2011-08-17T09:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:58:00.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/xajAYIW_Ks8"&gt;Follow Me - Black Alien &amp;amp; Speed / Tejo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are one of my blog follower and is constantly reading my updates, then you would know about the &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-my-baby-berry.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; where I expressed my sadness about losing my Blackberry Bold 9700.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the answer to my Day 21 challenge, something I wish I could forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYW1ddoIPMo/TkscUgedMII/AAAAAAAAA4c/0Qy9KbbNbEQ/s1600/BB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYW1ddoIPMo/TkscUgedMII/AAAAAAAAA4c/0Qy9KbbNbEQ/s400/BB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641634096852316290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Berry is very special to me. It was my 21st birthday gift from my father. Although throughout the months, I expressed how much I want to change my phone, I still love my BB a lot. Its true when people say, when you lost something, that is when you realize how much it meant for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up until now I still wonder where it is because I want it back. Sad ain't it? Every time I saw another person using a BB, I'll feel sad. Sometimes, if I heard a rigtone that sounded familiar to the ones I set on my BB, I'll turn my head and look for it. Mind you, mine was very easy to recognize. Don't believe me? &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/tHzVhEhNEKk"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see potential thief like/drug addict face, I'll grew very angry and wish to punch them in the face until the face all "hancur" pffttt... Yes, to that extend because you broke into my car and stole something VERY significant away from me for your own good! &lt;i&gt;What, you think your stupid drugs can last for a lifetime? You think you can feed your family with stolen goods? Yeah, I'm cursing you badly since that day and whatever it is that you traded it with my phone, I am not going to give you my blessings!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of me and Baby Berry, while accompanying me during study week. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfm3uDRNR1g/Tbx-5LqiyzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fwo4lX_NvDY/s320/110430-022607.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfm3uDRNR1g/Tbx-5LqiyzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fwo4lX_NvDY/s320/110430-022607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you so much baby Berry&lt;/i&gt;. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 22&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7912515900624533409?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7912515900624533409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7912515900624533409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7912515900624533409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7912515900624533409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-21-picture-of-something-you-wish.html' title='Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OYW1ddoIPMo/TkscUgedMII/AAAAAAAAA4c/0Qy9KbbNbEQ/s72-c/BB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-132421404253727159</id><published>2011-08-16T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:48:11.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 20: A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Currently listening to the beat of &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/qxDcWvZCSRg"&gt;Apocalyptica - I Don't Care (feat. Adam Gontier)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That one continent I would love to travel, apparently the 6th largest continent in this world - &lt;b&gt;EUROPE&lt;/b&gt;! I want to visit SPAIN, ITALY, ROME, PARIS and the rest of Europe, that would be amazing! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2IkV-5fV3I/TklNADekAhI/AAAAAAAAA4U/mBbJ2RDYH-I/s1600/MAP.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2IkV-5fV3I/TklNADekAhI/AAAAAAAAA4U/mBbJ2RDYH-I/s400/MAP.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641124671587090962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.funtouristattractions.com/rm/europe-attractions-map/1"&gt;Fun Tourist Attractions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Really need to put disclaimer on the side bar to avoid confusions and misunderstandings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 21:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-132421404253727159?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/132421404253727159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=132421404253727159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/132421404253727159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/132421404253727159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-20-picture-of-somewhere-youd-love.html' title='Day 20: A picture of somewhere you&apos;d love to travel.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2IkV-5fV3I/TklNADekAhI/AAAAAAAAA4U/mBbJ2RDYH-I/s72-c/MAP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3217122455986827932</id><published>2011-08-15T07:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:27:31.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 19: A picture and a letter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Currently listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/AmOa1X0o4wA"&gt;Stacy Wilde - Lie To Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I had to google this to find out how to answer this particular day challenge. tsk tsk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpkfvpslc11r17luso1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpkfvpslc11r17luso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear future husband&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I haven't met you yet (or did meet you in the past) and searching for you is one very hard task but the wait and the relationships I've been through made it all worth it. I know I'm not ready now but when I do, we'll take over this world together. I promise I will be far better than I am today.  Together we'll go through every obstacle in life. And I know you and I are gonna lose our mind once in a while and I might get jealous when I see you around with another women, but I promise I'll try to control it and I hope you'll be patience with me throughout the days. I love you (in advance) and I hope to see you someday. ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 20&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3217122455986827932?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3217122455986827932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3217122455986827932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3217122455986827932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3217122455986827932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-19-picture-and-letter.html' title='Day 19: A picture and a letter.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6806774730018585568</id><published>2011-08-14T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:55:22.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I’m a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/JByDbPn6A1o"&gt;Eminem - Space Bound&lt;/a&gt; over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I’ve tried in this department but I ain’t have no luck with this&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, but it’s exactly what I thought it would be like tryna start over&lt;br /&gt;I got a hole in my heart, some kind of emotional roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;Something I won’t go on so you toy with my emotions so it’s over&lt;br /&gt;It’s like an explosion, evertime I hold ya I wasn’t joking when I told ya&lt;br /&gt;You take my breath away, you’re a supernova...&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. One of Eminem songs that I can't stop hitting the replay button. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6806774730018585568?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6806774730018585568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6806774730018585568&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6806774730018585568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6806774730018585568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-space-bound-rocket-ship-and-your.html' title='I’m a space bound rocket ship and your heart&apos;s the moon.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5528411713634103734</id><published>2011-08-13T11:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:47:46.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/6zHRJV5_kGs"&gt;Ryan Star - Brand New Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpr4s1Lkmu1qzu052o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpr4s1Lkmu1qzu052o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As human, we feel insecure at times. When we show how insecure we feel, people tend to judge. Here, I'm letting you define me. As what you read in my blog posts or my tweets. I think like any other people, I'm experiencing multiple insecure feelings but here are the major ones.&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afraid of being left alone by the people I love the most.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Constant comparison by others.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Failing those whom I love and care so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Insecurity in relationship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the picture above is irrelevant but I seriously don't know what kind of picture I should post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 19&lt;/b&gt;: A picture and a letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5528411713634103734?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5528411713634103734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5528411713634103734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5528411713634103734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5528411713634103734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-18-picture-of-your-biggest.html' title='Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6086391837605718016</id><published>2011-08-13T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:42:07.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/JByDbPn6A1o"&gt;Eminem - Space Bound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This happen last week while I was at Sarawak, and the answer to this is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5T7FZ3aYM_E/TkTgy42alMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5RBcVkkCGCc/s400/P8032296.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5T7FZ3aYM_E/TkTgy42alMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5RBcVkkCGCc/s400/P8032296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was sitting and looking at them playing, something hit me in the head. I don't know what it is, but they made quite an impact on me on that very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6086391837605718016?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6086391837605718016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6086391837605718016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6086391837605718016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6086391837605718016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-17-picture-of-something-that-has.html' title='Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5T7FZ3aYM_E/TkTgy42alMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5RBcVkkCGCc/s72-c/P8032296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1757849565492909392</id><published>2011-08-13T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:38:42.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>No Regrets :')</title><content type='html'>*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/WoImizvsj5w"&gt;Dappy - No Regrets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I should die before I wake.. The least that I could ever say,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I made mistakes but held on to my faith…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;- No Regrets, Dappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. The tune is very catchy, the lyric is just beautiful. Thank you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1757849565492909392?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1757849565492909392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1757849565492909392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1757849565492909392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1757849565492909392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets :&apos;)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7676633268469933801</id><published>2011-08-12T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T17:21:06.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kampung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My short week in Srwk.</title><content type='html'>So this is the post I've owed my readers. Whoever you are, I just wanna say thanks for giving me your support direct or indirectly. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Beware &lt;b&gt;long post&lt;/b&gt; ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 31st of July, my dad and I took a long drive from Putatan, Sabah all to way to my dad's hometown in Mukah, Sarawak. Fyi to those who is unfamiliar with the Borneo route, we would have to cross the border of Malaysia-Brunei. So we left home at 8.30 am and had breakfast with the family first. I have drove long journeys before but never exceed 2 or 3 hours. This time, it exceeds and I have to take every matter into account - experience, skills, focus and stamina. I had to be physically and mentally ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWnJFvSd6c0/TkTeyjMyeyI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0BZcwq9HsQw/s1600/P8052350.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWnJFvSd6c0/TkTeyjMyeyI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0BZcwq9HsQw/s400/P8052350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639877593398410018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*some stuff in our car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aROjs43WBc/TkTvq_KnDQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kBJKeqjhjuM/s1600/edittttt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aROjs43WBc/TkTvq_KnDQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kBJKeqjhjuM/s400/edittttt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639896155164183810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we begin the journey and stopped by at Sipitang. Sipitang is my mom's hometown and basically, I spend most of my childhood days there during school holiday. I would find as many reason possible to go back there. I love spending time there, maybe because I was young and I had fun playing and fooling around with my cousins back then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHw5zXHXx2w/TkTSc33_inI/AAAAAAAAA1k/HTmDxQsSmkE/s1600/Funeral.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHw5zXHXx2w/TkTSc33_inI/AAAAAAAAA1k/HTmDxQsSmkE/s400/Funeral.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639864026851674738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So during the drive, the possibilities of views you will see is either this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-AWX4zyAHg/TkTQEBEFGWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GsnPZG2O14U/s1600/P7312190.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-AWX4zyAHg/TkTQEBEFGWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GsnPZG2O14U/s400/P7312190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639861400798304610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlOUPOjwUdA/TkTQEdg0CSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/BCl-eTPTrIU/s1600/P8052345.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlOUPOjwUdA/TkTQEdg0CSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/BCl-eTPTrIU/s400/P8052345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639861408435013922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_A8GSpq0EI/TkTQD6-xCyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_j2FcrdTDio/s1600/2011-08-01%2B12.35.15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5_A8GSpq0EI/TkTQD6-xCyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_j2FcrdTDio/s400/2011-08-01%2B12.35.15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639861399165405986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and the road is either straight or curvy and don't be fool as the ride gets a lil bumpy once in a while. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oblG3kereA/TkTRNI7vgLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TGl44wBAGkY/s1600/P7312200.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oblG3kereA/TkTRNI7vgLI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TGl44wBAGkY/s400/P7312200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639862657041268914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove all the way to Bintulu on the first day and we decided to crash at my uncles house for the night. So in case you're wondering how long it took to get there, it depends on how you drive. We took 9 hours from Putatan to get to Miri because of the traffic jamm at the border and I'm not kidding you, I took evidence with me. ;) We took another 3 1/2 to 4 hours to get to Bintulu from Miri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*traffic jam at the border&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcdz78dJKY/TkTn_PhujSI/AAAAAAAAA3k/VKLYYNqctKs/s1600/P7312195.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HIcdz78dJKY/TkTn_PhujSI/AAAAAAAAA3k/VKLYYNqctKs/s400/P7312195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639887707060473122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Just so everyone didn't believe I drove, here's the proof! LOL! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4IXfclmIep8/TkTfIibsg1I/AAAAAAAAA2M/flTOlo8zn9o/s1600/edittttt1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4IXfclmIep8/TkTfIibsg1I/AAAAAAAAA2M/flTOlo8zn9o/s400/edittttt1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639877971149620050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we head on to Mukah, and yes I admit, I was a bit nervous and anxious because the last time I was there, it was 2 years ago for Christmas. It's been a while. We were greeted by this 2 naughty kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYN9JPPaKWc/TkTTWEfkfUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/biP0MmhpFdg/s1600/P8012217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYN9JPPaKWc/TkTTWEfkfUI/AAAAAAAAA1s/biP0MmhpFdg/s400/P8012217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639865009491443010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are not my nephew and niece, they are my cousins. Yes, my cousins in Sarawak are very young unlike my mother side where most of us are grown ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening, we went to see my uncles "rumah burung". Its a trend huh? Building bird houses nowadays. It's like a phenomena in Sabah and Sarawak now. I don't have a picture of that but I have pictures of my naughty little cuzzies playing by the pond. They are very mischievous indeed! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NV3z-bBDPs/TkTXAp1oroI/AAAAAAAAA18/1JAXKGjjTHw/s1600/edittttt2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NV3z-bBDPs/TkTXAp1oroI/AAAAAAAAA18/1JAXKGjjTHw/s400/edittttt2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639869039605493378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we head down to Kanowit. Which is prolly 30km from Kuching. I'm not really sure. We were visiting our relatives and it was my first time there too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;this is the town of Kanowit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bslKmKneGFA/TkTTyF-uuQI/AAAAAAAAA10/x8FpLNM2A9M/s1600/2011-08-02%2B12.44.30.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bslKmKneGFA/TkTTyF-uuQI/AAAAAAAAA10/x8FpLNM2A9M/s400/2011-08-02%2B12.44.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639865490926909698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;this is Sungai Rajang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JF17cuheDsY/TkTivWmJ5yI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Y1qhPxQkD2E/s1600/P8022247.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JF17cuheDsY/TkTivWmJ5yI/AAAAAAAAA2k/Y1qhPxQkD2E/s400/P8022247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639881936522045218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBWdLZOhLXg/TkTpJkNuHRI/AAAAAAAAA30/snDzp8MdpXQ/s1600/P8022271.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBWdLZOhLXg/TkTpJkNuHRI/AAAAAAAAA30/snDzp8MdpXQ/s400/P8022271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639888983924022546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 3rd August, we took a drive to Daro. It's one of the remote place in Mukah District that you had to take ferry to get there. I've been to all parts of Mukah District if I'm not mistaken. Thanks to my adventures dad. We love to take long drives into rural areas and get lost just to see places. We went to Daro to fetch my aunt and her son, he was sick. Poor kid had a fever, so we rushed to get him to the hospital. It's really sad that these rural area don't really have a proper clinic yet, as I was informed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5GTjE2ih5A/TkTgBJ_-66I/AAAAAAAAA2U/Nc8giC5IrLM/s1600/2011-08-03%2B09.40.27.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5GTjE2ih5A/TkTgBJ_-66I/AAAAAAAAA2U/Nc8giC5IrLM/s400/2011-08-03%2B09.40.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639878943843478434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;That afternoon after we were back from Daro, I did our laundry and started packing and had long rest. I've been moving here and there all the time. In the evening, we went visiting our other relatives that lives near the house. Every house is within walking distance, the problem is the heat. LOL. I had to carry my umbrella around because I couldn't stand heat and I get tan VERY EASILY haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After the visit, my aunt took me to one of the boutique in town and got myself a proper Melanau costume. Yes, I'm a Melanau, partially. LOL. My dad married a Lundayeh women. So with that, I finally had both of my parents race traditional costume! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, the house was full of laughter and noise of little kids as most of my father siblings is there. :') Something that is only felt during Christmas. I somehow missed that atmosphere and a thought occured to me if only "she" was still alive. I miss my cousin, BB Racheal. May your soul rest in peace my dear. You are always in our thoughts and prayer :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5T7FZ3aYM_E/TkTgy42alMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5RBcVkkCGCc/s1600/P8032296.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5T7FZ3aYM_E/TkTgy42alMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/5RBcVkkCGCc/s400/P8032296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639879798233404610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3h18nbMbkB4/TkTlWR9q3cI/AAAAAAAAA2s/r9TcLQwz77Q/s1600/P8042317.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3h18nbMbkB4/TkTlWR9q3cI/AAAAAAAAA2s/r9TcLQwz77Q/s400/P8042317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639884804316650946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the week almost came to an end and on 4th of August, we left. Before we left, we went to visit some other relatives last minute and left. I felt kinda reluctant that morning as I know I won't be here for another long time. Joining us that morning is my uncle usu and his family. They went back to Bintulu and we make our way to Miri. This time we took a different route, it was an endless view of Palm trees. EVERYWHERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We reached Miri at 4pm and went for a joyride, saw a Durian stall and we just had to stop! I love Durian a lot! Seriously, I am a Durian fan! ;) It was expensive and was too ripe but at least it took the edge off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We crashed at my uncle house that night and went to meet another relative. We stayed for quite some time, chit chatting and finally realize it was already 12 midnight! LOL, we went home and poor aunty slept on the sofa, waiting for us. So sorry aunty :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week finally ended on 5th August and we made our way back to KK as early as 7am. We had breakfast and stopped by at Tamu to buy last few things to bring for our family.In the afternoon, we just had to stop for a quick lunch as both me and my dad tummy is growling and all we could think is to get a bite! So we decided to stop at Limbang as we don't have and Brunei dollar cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures along the journey back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqlmQerkPYU/TkTmdqv0fkI/AAAAAAAAA3U/OhpLPVC2nXE/s1600/P8052342.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqlmQerkPYU/TkTmdqv0fkI/AAAAAAAAA3U/OhpLPVC2nXE/s400/P8052342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886030740160066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OT5lplPCSSw/TkTmdYP7NWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fu-fW4m95XI/s1600/P8052343.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OT5lplPCSSw/TkTmdYP7NWI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fu-fW4m95XI/s400/P8052343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886025774544226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26aPgXJjQQw/TkTmdPu05SI/AAAAAAAAA3E/KsRGns2HUBE/s1600/P8052362.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26aPgXJjQQw/TkTmdPu05SI/AAAAAAAAA3E/KsRGns2HUBE/s400/P8052362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886023488234786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm1DnYFh0VE/TkTmc3QuUdI/AAAAAAAAA28/OfqzkygndS8/s1600/P8052359.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm1DnYFh0VE/TkTmc3QuUdI/AAAAAAAAA28/OfqzkygndS8/s400/P8052359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886016919523794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAGHjL_A--I/TkTnRpLnk4I/AAAAAAAAA3c/Huj9_Qr45r8/s1600/P7312193.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAGHjL_A--I/TkTnRpLnk4I/AAAAAAAAA3c/Huj9_Qr45r8/s400/P7312193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886923673080706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2djGEGd6DsI/TkTmcnAVkrI/AAAAAAAAA20/gAGZ8330NcM/s1600/P8052352.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2djGEGd6DsI/TkTmcnAVkrI/AAAAAAAAA20/gAGZ8330NcM/s400/P8052352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639886012555825842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*yes, I wear my sweater the other way around and this was to get one of the immigration cop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kad4m8k7Jc0/TkToXniSU_I/AAAAAAAAA3s/r5AQcywhHDg/s1600/P8052365.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kad4m8k7Jc0/TkToXniSU_I/AAAAAAAAA3s/r5AQcywhHDg/s400/P8052365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639888125822129138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch, we continued our journey again and drank Coconut juice in Lawas. It was refreshing as the heat really did get to us. Finally we reached Putatan at 6.30pm. Everything happened so fast that I wished that I could relive those days again. I really miss it in Sarawak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to apologize that I didn't take a lot of pictures and this is as far as I could provide. To end this post, here is a picture of me camwhoring in the car, while waiting for the traffic in Beaufort. Traffic jamm due to bazaar ramadhan that evening when we were heading back to Putatan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5cRo0b35TI/TkTqhLh7BWI/AAAAAAAAA38/ORCEcOyLKIM/s1600/2011-08-05%2B17.10.53.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5cRo0b35TI/TkTqhLh7BWI/AAAAAAAAA38/ORCEcOyLKIM/s400/2011-08-05%2B17.10.53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639890489126356322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for reading loves. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7676633268469933801?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7676633268469933801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7676633268469933801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7676633268469933801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7676633268469933801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-short-week-in-srwk.html' title='My short week in Srwk.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWnJFvSd6c0/TkTeyjMyeyI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0BZcwq9HsQw/s72-c/P8052350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-745576735286710356</id><published>2011-08-10T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:48:37.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay again :(</title><content type='html'>I promised I would update but looks like I had to delay again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is because I still am working on my watermarks and I didn't want to miss out any picture. I've been working on it for 2 days and boy is my connection slow. :( *i am using picnik to edit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, I have finish typing out my longggggg post. Therefore you can later decide to read or just stare at them pictures. Feel free to knock urself out. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. here are some pictures to make ur day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: tumblr &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo848JLKu1qfxbfwo1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 162px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo848JLKu1qfxbfwo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo8ozW9Z41qc7jkno1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 174px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo8ozW9Z41qc7jkno1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo8eaHeRb1qeunwuo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo8eaHeRb1qeunwuo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lph1qzu5z91qf5hw0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 683px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lph1qzu5z91qf5hw0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo7b51lHO1r0nkxgo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 630px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpo7b51lHO1r0nkxgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-745576735286710356?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/745576735286710356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=745576735286710356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/745576735286710356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/745576735286710356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/delay-again.html' title='Delay again :('/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2391580556046998527</id><published>2011-08-08T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T23:40:43.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9nc3fnW5P8/Tj6x_Dn4IrI/AAAAAAAAA08/E1OSRAdZx80/s1600/2011-08-01%2B09.16.53-743895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9nc3fnW5P8/Tj6x_Dn4IrI/AAAAAAAAA08/E1OSRAdZx80/s320/2011-08-01%2B09.16.53-743895.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638139480376877746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I miss Laksa Kuching.&lt;p&gt;ps. Sorry for the blog delay as I had to go back to Sipitang this morning. Will blog about the trip tomorrow. :)&lt;p&gt;Sent from Samsung Mobile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2391580556046998527?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2391580556046998527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2391580556046998527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2391580556046998527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2391580556046998527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/pix-for-day.html' title='Pix for the day'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9nc3fnW5P8/Tj6x_Dn4IrI/AAAAAAAAA08/E1OSRAdZx80/s72-c/2011-08-01%2B09.16.53-743895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4455127553407046962</id><published>2011-08-06T15:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T15:07:48.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local music'/><title type='text'>Aku nemu ;)</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from my trip to Sarawak and I'll blog about it, very soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that, I have this song that I've been hearing so much at the local radio. I have no idea what they were saying because it is in Iban but I like the song a lot. I took ONLY two words from the lyrics with hope that I can googled it and I found it. Hahaha... Awesome song, I really love it! Please translate it for me? :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is, enjoy... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="349" height="291" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xrV2PchEPXA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a product of a local band from Bintulu, Hevance and the title of this song is "&lt;i&gt;Aku nemu&lt;/i&gt;". From my understanding it means, &lt;i&gt;I know &lt;/i&gt;or&lt;i&gt; Aku tahu&lt;/i&gt;. I think laa. Please correct me if I'm wrong yeah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4455127553407046962?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4455127553407046962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4455127553407046962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4455127553407046962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4455127553407046962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-im-back-from-my-trip-to-sarawak-and.html' title='Aku nemu ;)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xrV2PchEPXA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7878329866785797409</id><published>2011-07-31T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T03:01:44.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a week off.</title><content type='html'>Hello people,&lt;br&gt;Just dropping by to tell you guys that I won&amp;#39;t be able to update my blog as often as I usually do. My dad and I will be driving south today, from Kota Kinabalu, crossing the border of Brunei to get to my dad&amp;#39;s hometown, Mukah which is in Sarawak. So, I&amp;#39;ll try my best to update once I got the chance yeah? :)&lt;p&gt;ps. Just follow me at Twitter (@miszmag). Let&amp;#39;s be friends and be nice ya? :)&lt;p&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;p&gt;Sent from Samsung Mobile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7878329866785797409?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7878329866785797409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7878329866785797409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7878329866785797409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7878329866785797409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/taking-week-off.html' title='Taking a week off.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-590072030450889873</id><published>2011-07-30T03:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T04:57:15.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Can someone turn the volume up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp1745Pr0m1qmqsgjo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp1745Pr0m1qmqsgjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have hard time sleeping right now, decided to wonder in Youtube. So let's update that list I owe everyone. These are the music I've been playing since 0200hrs. Blast that stereo, baby! Just click on 'em links and enjoy the music people. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/JByDbPn6A1o"&gt;Space Bound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cataracs - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/33lLpK2KPCQ"&gt;Top Of The World ft. Dev&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far East Movement - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/H-WySwkYnGs"&gt;So What?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shwayze Featuring The Cataracs and Dev - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/MGVT7Z-T_4Q"&gt;Love Letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5 featuring Christina Aguilera - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/suRsxpoAc5w"&gt;Moves Like Jagger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinie Tempah ft. Wiz Khalifa - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/w2K2cs4vfkk"&gt;Till I'm Gone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean Garrett ft. Rick Ross -&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/32kJRzP5Flw"&gt; In Da Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shwayze - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M8NV27gPI3g&amp;amp;ob=av3e"&gt;Corona and Lime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R. Kelly - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/FmUD9Vmjj4E"&gt;Radio Message&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer Hudson - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/dqkt7WIf144"&gt;No One Gonna Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyga  ft. Chris Richardson - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/xBIfffmQR-4"&gt;Far Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I swear I bored right now and I can absorb any music that is playing right now. To me, music speaks. When I'm lost for words, I can definitely use songs to represent something. I can't sing, so I just quote them lyrics or when I heard it on the radio, I'll turn the volume up a little and the message is transmitted. *wink* Like I did recently with &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/p5Jw-T4dVss"&gt;Justin Bieber  ft. Rascal Flatts - That Should Be Me&lt;/a&gt; and it work, kinda turned him into a Belieber too teehee! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can drum, a little. It's been a while actually. I have a drum set at home but my skills are bit rusty now. Too bad, I'm not talented. I drum for fun. My mum sent me to drum classes before this because she thought it would be a good medium for me to drain my excess energy and anger. Which works perfectly fine. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At least, I still can say that I can play a single music instrument and mine was drum. Oh and feel free to click the label below "muse" or "music" to check out my previous list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How about you? Any good song that you would love to share? Just post it down in my comment box. Be glad to hear from you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-590072030450889873?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/590072030450889873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=590072030450889873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/590072030450889873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/590072030450889873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-someone-turn-volume-up.html' title='Can someone turn the volume up?'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4023494017138453042</id><published>2011-07-30T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T03:11:21.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/MGVT7Z-T_4Q"&gt;Love Letter - Shwayze Featuring The Cataracs and Dev&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The source to our inspiration may derive from various place. It could be from our very own family, friends or sometimes public figure. For me, I got it from a TV Show, apparently. I'm not ashamed to admit it - that she inspire me through TV Show. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I begin, I would like to quote her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You can do anything you put your mind to, and you can do it in stilettos&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who it is right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;None other than...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loyw03Drxa1r0tcguo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loyw03Drxa1r0tcguo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image is taken from Tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She juggles through her everyday life - as a businesswoman, as a wife and as a mother. Despite her hectic schedule, she still have time to spend it with her family. This is definitely a person that every women should look up to. Never give up and if you want to do something, put your heart and soul into it. Know what you want to be and don't make way for BS. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has indeed inspire me. Thank you KLS. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Believe and know that you are everything you’ll ever want. Whatever you believe and know about yourself is what it’s going to be."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—  Kimora Lee Simmons.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 17&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4023494017138453042?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4023494017138453042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4023494017138453042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4023494017138453042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4023494017138453042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-16-picture-of-someone-who-inspires.html' title='Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1024157258944330913</id><published>2011-07-29T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:39:45.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Wordless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEnCDratcQ8/TjI71_EPlUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/St0xXzJ7aPQ/s1600/SAM_1340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEnCDratcQ8/TjI71_EPlUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/St0xXzJ7aPQ/s400/SAM_1340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634631882442249538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;28 July 2011 - YB Masiung &amp;amp; Grace Dinner Reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1024157258944330913?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1024157258944330913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1024157258944330913&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1024157258944330913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1024157258944330913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-friday.html' title='Wordless Friday'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEnCDratcQ8/TjI71_EPlUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/St0xXzJ7aPQ/s72-c/SAM_1340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3132304380392299622</id><published>2011-07-26T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:42:45.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/EAmC9Acc3rI"&gt;The Key - Saliva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm starting to think that this whole "a picture" thing is killing me, but anyway, as usual, bend the rule a little and go on with my post. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many things I want to do before I die but these few are the ultimate wish. Ceh... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;all pictures below are taken from Tumblr and no changes applied on the original URL&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3knxeU5L1qiekz8o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 328px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3knxeU5L1qiekz8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnyy29GDQj1qm15wwo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 338px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnyy29GDQj1qm15wwo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of heights! SERIOUSLY. Despite growing up on the 7th floor at the Police HQ before, I find myself slowly intimidated by heights, especially now, but I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; want to do both of the things above before I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I also want to do this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lns194XY6b1qmoib8o1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 480px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lns194XY6b1qmoib8o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See The Great Wall of China and the Forbidden City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lowmf5Afwf1qzjqhdo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 328px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lowmf5Afwf1qzjqhdo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walk on the streets of New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only I had the luxury to travel :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To sum it all up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...The NEXT&lt;b&gt; two things&lt;/b&gt; that i want to do so BADLY before I DIE is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxyklIXBi1qbbylao1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxyklIXBi1qbbylao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxumxUaDA1qgoc9ko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 435px; height: 336px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxumxUaDA1qgoc9ko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To WATCH AN &lt;b&gt;ACTUAL&lt;/b&gt; WWE Match! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Playing &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/niJSsSz-saU"&gt;Rey Mysterio theme song&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, I'm a proud owner of WWE originals soundtrack album and magazines! (&lt;i&gt;Talk about die hard fan, before&lt;/i&gt; =.=') I used to be a huge fan of WWE, I do and I still watch it now, occasionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and FINALLY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxfkx8xF11qkc2w4o1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 526px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxfkx8xF11qkc2w4o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ride on a hot air balloon with &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE ONE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, that would be really memorable. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. There's actually more, but that's gonna be a whole different story, soon to be told. Okay? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 16:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3132304380392299622?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3132304380392299622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3132304380392299622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3132304380392299622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3132304380392299622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-15-picture-of-something-you-want-to.html' title='Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2823394207613028740</id><published>2011-07-26T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:18:54.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.</title><content type='html'>Something I can never imagine my life without?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*playing song on the background*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/aapP27BIeOw"&gt;Swizz Beatz - Money In The Bank&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yOAXkWLEdxo/Ti5hGHJCS5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZXnnKs4DMEc/s1600/Money-stack.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yOAXkWLEdxo/Ti5hGHJCS5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZXnnKs4DMEc/s400/Money-stack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633546941511125906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, personally I think I can't survive without money. Don't &lt;i&gt;patronize&lt;/i&gt; me, heck don't deny me. You know that money is essential in our life. Trust me, money makes people happy. I wish, I have lots of money, I really do wish for that. :/ I'm working for it, I really hope my effort now will pay off someday. Every time I turn a year older, I can feel the burden on top of me... Family and siblings, dang... Being the eldest is pain~ =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, people who don't know me will say I waste a lot of money on useless things. You really don't know me well. I hope one day you'll eat your words back for saying all those bad things about me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I managed to turn my life around, you'll be hearing this song when you see me! *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/liYoXGt6Uww"&gt;Swizz Beatz - It's Me Bitches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dare to dream people! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dare to dream.&lt;/i&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and&lt;b&gt; OF COURSE&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... apart from that, the people in my life - &lt;b&gt;Family and close friends&lt;/b&gt;. :) I posted a lot of my family and friends photo over this blog so you just need to redirect yourself back to the &lt;i&gt;older posts&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, here's a piece of our latest outing, Midut (Mildred) took the photo so she's not in it. Its okay. I have byk gambar of u in my blog Midut hehe~ :D I miss them all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7Ssqbe3BuE/Ti5nVmQsMKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/RTeTuN0GdEo/s1600/SAM_1211edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7Ssqbe3BuE/Ti5nVmQsMKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/RTeTuN0GdEo/s400/SAM_1211edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633553804632535202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 15:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I can see the finishing line already. 15 more days! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2823394207613028740?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2823394207613028740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2823394207613028740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2823394207613028740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2823394207613028740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-14-picture-of-something-you-could.html' title='Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yOAXkWLEdxo/Ti5hGHJCS5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZXnnKs4DMEc/s72-c/Money-stack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7215269446652349558</id><published>2011-07-26T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:22:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GiveAway EdY : still beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQp-VEvhB8Y/Ti5AhStB7RI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9M1hhoGbzx0/s1600/banner.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQp-VEvhB8Y/Ti5AhStB7RI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9M1hhoGbzx0/s400/banner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633511124587638034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEN....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jom &lt;i&gt;check out&lt;/i&gt; blog Edy Zaidi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://danielzaidi.blogspot.com/"&gt;! The Beauty in Ugly !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edyzaiditravel.blogspot.com/"&gt;! Travel Beauty !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and I'm tagging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hithevirgo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I choose you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about trying your luck too aite? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jom join ramai-ramai before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.59 mlm, 7 Ogos 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7215269446652349558?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7215269446652349558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7215269446652349558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7215269446652349558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7215269446652349558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/giveaway-edy-still-beauty.html' title='GiveAway EdY : still beauty'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uQp-VEvhB8Y/Ti5AhStB7RI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9M1hhoGbzx0/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8434720462504360580</id><published>2011-07-26T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T01:37:35.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>How To Love.</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, there's a new song I'm digging lately. I just can't stop hitting replay. I love this song to the max. I don't know if some of you already heard this song cz IF YOU DID, I'm gonna be mad at you for not telling me. Teehee! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's a snippet of the lyric...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...You never credit yourself so when you got older&lt;br /&gt;Its seems like you came back 10 times over&lt;br /&gt;Now you're sitting here in this damn corner&lt;br /&gt;Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first heard this song through August Rigo's cover. Damn, he sang it so beautifully. *melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="349" height="228" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ll7n8HlhdCY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and as I was looking for the original singer for this song, only to find...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;i&gt;wait for it&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LIL WAYNE sang it. Like for real! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn Lil Wayne, didn't know you had it in ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't care what them haters gotta say but I love this song Lil Wayne! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="349" height="291" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vEmnMn_bBwI?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you love the song as much as I do. Good night loves! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps. "&lt;i&gt;You see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart. Never really had luck, couldn't never figure out how to love&lt;/i&gt;" yeah, I'm trying to figure how to love too. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8434720462504360580?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8434720462504360580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8434720462504360580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8434720462504360580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8434720462504360580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-love.html' title='How To Love.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ll7n8HlhdCY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3498234418337707319</id><published>2011-07-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:53:00.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Money and Me.</title><content type='html'>*Currently listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ll7n8HlhdCY&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;August Rigo -How to Love (Cover)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, I'm gonna stop updating 30DBC for today because I'm just to lazy to do so. teehee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm just gonna blog today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling kinda frustrated right now because I have financial management issue. You can never put me in charge of money because I sucked at counting as well as managing it. Compared to other people, I am very lucky to be able to study away from my family and they are still capable of sending me money despite our family financial situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad for my family, they have a daughter who has hard time managing her money. I tried so many methods yet I still am able to fork out my money even when I don't need it. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole debit card thing just makes thing even harder. I hate having debit cards! I wish I can just use the old cards instead of debit card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried accounting, yes I did! I tried the basic accounting and I keep track of every penny I used. From groceries to junk food, heck I even tried reducing my junk food intake - STILL, I can't manage my money! I lose track and feel frustrated all over again! Thanked God I still have money to pay rent, bills, fuel and the occasional Touch and Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need help, can anyone please tell me HOW CAN I manage my money properly? Trust me, I did everything I could in my power to reduce the stuff I'm buying, ie groceries to something that will last long, bought bulk amount of food for me to stock up at least up to 2 months yet I still find myself wasting a lot of money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't shop. I swear, even if I thought of shopping, I won't because I know my money won't last long. I tried to hold my shopping urge and it worked. Explains my ever same style of clothing everyday, same pair of sneakers, sandals and same bag everyday. SO why am I losing money still?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So frustrated with myself. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please someone, please help me. Advice me. Maybe I should open another bank account? I could transfer at least half of my allowance every month? I hate this whole mess. No wonder I can't store my salary. I always used it all up even before I can plan on doing anything with it! gawsssshhhh! =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate my money management problem, I need to FIX ME. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3498234418337707319?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3498234418337707319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3498234418337707319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3498234418337707319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3498234418337707319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/money-and-me.html' title='Money and Me.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6885337762567513324</id><published>2011-07-25T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:49:25.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Movies I've watched, SO FAR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tsk tsk.. I have exactly 1 month and 17 days left to spend here in my beloved hometown. Kinda reluctant to leave. AGAIN. But above all, apart from my family and friends that I'll be missing badly, I &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; miss CHEAP MOVIE RATES the most! *sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The closest cinema I can get near SA is in Klang area, TGV. Cost me around RM14 perhaps? Sad enough it comes with lousy online reservation system. Unlike GSC. If TGV had finally worked their online ticketing system, I would be your no. 1 movie goer. I swear, I'll make you my favorite cinema too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. this was because, whenever there's a new movie coming out, I'll be there! I want to be the first to watch it. I want to be at the premier and brag about it. ya ya, I know, lame kan? What can I say, I love going to the movies! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I stopped was after the movie Fast 5, so imma start update from the last time I stopped. Lets begin with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kung Fu Panda 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GGnW-Ti_fk/Ti2d_OQFcKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DqLW13gsxR4/s1600/kung_fu_panda_2-535x854.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GGnW-Ti_fk/Ti2d_OQFcKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DqLW13gsxR4/s400/kung_fu_panda_2-535x854.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633332418393239714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;X-Men: First Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UtaESgncONw/Ti2dwUg1l6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/AJkboSaq1ck/s1600/x-men-first-class-20110211-181237.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UtaESgncONw/Ti2dwUg1l6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/AJkboSaq1ck/s400/x-men-first-class-20110211-181237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633332162376079266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan Dog: Dead Of Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7G5KPhlkEo/Ti2ddRvaJhI/AAAAAAAAAvw/pLA3GZXzoJo/s1600/dylan_dog_dead_of_night_movie_poster_01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7G5KPhlkEo/Ti2ddRvaJhI/AAAAAAAAAvw/pLA3GZXzoJo/s400/dylan_dog_dead_of_night_movie_poster_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633331835214374418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KL Gangster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8PK8kXr6j0/Ti2dUjRdCiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tFfrnpD-WUU/s1600/filem%2BKL%2Bgangster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8PK8kXr6j0/Ti2dUjRdCiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tFfrnpD-WUU/s400/filem%2BKL%2Bgangster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633331685301750306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6nlbwm0228/Ti2c2G8FCrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/IsuSN2zufUo/s1600/green-lantern-movie-trailer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6nlbwm0228/Ti2c2G8FCrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/IsuSN2zufUo/s400/green-lantern-movie-trailer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633331162299828914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sekali Lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgz19qx1RYc/Ti2eVD2F80I/AAAAAAAAAwI/3-dC1Xar1eU/s1600/poster-filem-film-sekali-lagi-lisa-sam.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgz19qx1RYc/Ti2eVD2F80I/AAAAAAAAAwI/3-dC1Xar1eU/s400/poster-filem-film-sekali-lagi-lisa-sam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633332793556988738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transformers: Dark Of The Moon (3D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfNa2xgGkWM/Ti2cfUjYYNI/AAAAAAAAAvY/zYY36GspwHI/s1600/transformersdarkofthemoonposter.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfNa2xgGkWM/Ti2cfUjYYNI/AAAAAAAAAvY/zYY36GspwHI/s400/transformersdarkofthemoonposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633330770817343698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harry Potter And The Deathly Hallows: Part 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pTHKQVUaYU/Ti2cOjZopcI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/nwB3gtaD97k/s1600/harry-potter-7-part-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pTHKQVUaYU/Ti2cOjZopcI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/nwB3gtaD97k/s400/harry-potter-7-part-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633330482745222594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wu Xia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.popcornpop.com/images/detailed/6/wu_xia_teaser.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 429px;" src="http://shop.popcornpop.com/images/detailed/6/wu_xia_teaser.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too lazy to make any reviews at this hour but all I can say is, I love that movie Wu Xia. I bet all you martial art lovers would agree with me too. If not, boo hoo. It's your opinion. Same goes to all Rosie Huntington-Whiteley haters. So what if she replaced Megan Fox on the latest installment of Transformer. Every now and then, we need a little change. (Well in this case, big changes indeed LOL.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6885337762567513324?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6885337762567513324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6885337762567513324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6885337762567513324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6885337762567513324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/tsk-tsk.html' title='Movies I&apos;ve watched, SO FAR.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GGnW-Ti_fk/Ti2d_OQFcKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DqLW13gsxR4/s72-c/kung_fu_panda_2-535x854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5575071258859666985</id><published>2011-07-25T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:16:22.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial and Error</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey y'all, I am currently doing another test run on my current phone to see if it works. It failed the first time, hope it doesn't fail again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyhoooooooo....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just wanna give a BIG shout out to one of my loves and besties. Known her since Form One and has been there for each other through thick and thin with the rest of the girls. I love you guys! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dear Allysha Yvonne Juin,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! Its your 22nd b'day! I wish you all the best in life and May God Bless you always. Don't forget what I always remind you... ''abaikan'' teehee!&lt;/p&gt;ps. Huh, I don't see any via Samsung like my Blackberry did. *sigh* I miss my BB Bold :( I hate you thief! [e.d.i.t. 0115hrs] &lt;p&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5575071258859666985?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5575071258859666985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5575071258859666985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5575071258859666985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5575071258859666985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/trial-and-error_24.html' title='Trial and Error'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-905719216712094316</id><published>2011-07-24T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:39:21.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.</title><content type='html'>So quick update, day 13! Only one photo? Oh man, can I bend the rule again? please... :D I have a lot of fav artist and band but I'm just gonna list down 3 bands and 1 artist la okay? tsk tsk.. so hard. If I posted all of em, you'll never hear the last of it. aish... :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first band and prolly one of my favorite band&lt;b&gt; of all time&lt;/b&gt;, Saliva. No not the ones in your mouth but the band. I first heard them through one of WWE PPV event and it was &lt;i&gt;Always&lt;/i&gt;. They are famous for the song &lt;i&gt;Click Click Boom&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Rest In Pieces.&lt;/i&gt; I love their song, it just connects to me! :) I even got their album, &lt;i&gt;Back Into Your System&lt;/i&gt;. I got lucky when I found them and it's just very DIFFICULT to get their CD in this country. *sigh*&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forgottenjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/saliva.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 300px;" src="http://forgottenjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/saliva.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next is Mayday Parade, it was something that my ex played for me after our first week breaking up.It was&lt;i&gt; If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask&lt;/i&gt;, its a nice song and urh... emo jua la kalau dengar tym-tym break suda. teehee. but their songsw is awesome, I love them to bits! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JWlaJ1hD5fw/Sttao1NcokI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dpGbNIRDXK8/s320/Mayday+Parade.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JWlaJ1hD5fw/Sttao1NcokI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dpGbNIRDXK8/s320/Mayday+Parade.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The third band that I love the most is God or Julie. I first heard them through one of my diploma classmate. I fell in love with this song instantly, mainly cz I was going through rough times and &lt;i&gt;Say Your Last Goodbye&lt;/i&gt; just hits me on the soft spot. :( Their other songs are great too, and my personal favorite is &lt;i&gt;Fallen Soldier&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; Bury Me&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Let It Bleed Again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwD4CdNDCkI/TjLTp8iStpI/AAAAAAAAA0A/SVQASsoL7-8/s1600/God%252BOr%252BJulie%252BGoj.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwD4CdNDCkI/TjLTp8iStpI/AAAAAAAAA0A/SVQASsoL7-8/s320/God%252BOr%252BJulie%252BGoj.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634798801371969170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay as promised, at least one artist. Oh gosh, this is so hard! -.-' So who should I put here? I would say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGEVq0mQoTc/TjLT-9RVcpI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xfMP2f3z3h0/s1600/Avril-Lavigne-sexy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGEVq0mQoTc/TjLT-9RVcpI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xfMP2f3z3h0/s320/Avril-Lavigne-sexy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634799162346533522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All through high school, we listen to her music, need I explain more why she should be listed? yeah, I though so. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats about it. ttyl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-905719216712094316?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/905719216712094316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=905719216712094316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/905719216712094316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/905719216712094316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-13-picture-of-your-favorite-band-or.html' title='Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JWlaJ1hD5fw/Sttao1NcokI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dpGbNIRDXK8/s72-c/Mayday+Parade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1186946478678221348</id><published>2011-07-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:16:07.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Like candy to my ears.</title><content type='html'>So far, today, I'm going through You Tube, listening to various songs and here are few beats I'm digging lately. New old song, doesn't really matter anyway. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I just have to let this out,&lt;i&gt; it's good to be back&lt;/i&gt;! So far I've posted 4 blog posts today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sixx:A.M. - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/JzAv7K8BtN0"&gt;Lies of the Beautiful People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hinder - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2zEG9owql0"&gt;What Ya Gonna Do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seether - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zu4zgZz3E4U"&gt;Country Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ne yo - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l72p49lM3G8"&gt;Together&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lizz Wright - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHM9QPkg3gQ"&gt;When I Fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emery - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ktql6gQVkjs"&gt;The Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escape The Fate - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wdxTA0GHV54"&gt;Cellar Door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radiohead - &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/GKkr29EGc-Y"&gt;High and Dry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Limp Bizkit - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3UUsMneOUT0"&gt;Bring It Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that's all I have right now, gonna update this next time aite? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then&lt;/b&gt; I stumbled across this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rebecca Black - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2OxWD85Ngz4"&gt;My Moment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hell naw, I don't hate you RB but seriously even with auto tune I can't tolerate this. Why won't you just give up like the rest of us who can't sing? I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but I think you're better off acting than singing. You did well with Katy Perry on her song Last Friday Night T.G.I.F. Just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1186946478678221348?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1186946478678221348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1186946478678221348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1186946478678221348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1186946478678221348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/like-candy-to-my-ears.html' title='Like candy to my ears.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8725025331255750340</id><published>2011-07-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:58:53.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 12: A picture of something you love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*currently listening to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHM9QPkg3gQ"&gt;Lizz &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wright - When I Fall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hated a lot of things, but I also love a lot of things! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to post only 1 picture is highly impossible, so imma bend the rule a little and post all the things I actually love! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lets begin with:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# Driving and road trips with my closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; driving cars with shift sticks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEYzWNxtZc8/Tirb791dPMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/yr6mYhBFdAw/s1600/P8070052edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEYzWNxtZc8/Tirb791dPMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/yr6mYhBFdAw/s400/P8070052edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632556107237768386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# Islands. I'm a sucker for beautiful Islands and Beaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad, I'm not a strong swimmer thou. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvqUQJLkoFQ/TirUD2ai8ZI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IANLJRVDtzc/s1600/P1010407.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvqUQJLkoFQ/TirUD2ai8ZI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IANLJRVDtzc/s400/P1010407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632547446591779218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://-alltheperks.tumblr.com/"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; Corona Extra Beer, my fav alcoholic drink! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm5gerT8wU1qefwd9o1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm5gerT8wU1qefwd9o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smartieswow.tumblr.com/"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; My Alienware M11x laptop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhrmviM1wL1qd997yo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhrmviM1wL1qd997yo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetstability.tumblr.com/"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; Good reading materials&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj09qhCF9j1qialsno1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj09qhCF9j1qialsno1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://trijayabali.tumblr.com/"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; Good food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lon9vgKlI81r087aio1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 467px; height: 700px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lon9vgKlI81r087aio1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://irnmaidnfan666.tumblr.com/"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;Great movies! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lore5zVbGL1qzngipo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lore5zVbGL1qzngipo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps. # marks comes with the original link I got these images from. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 13:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8725025331255750340?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8725025331255750340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8725025331255750340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8725025331255750340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8725025331255750340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-12-picture-of-something-you-love.html' title='Day 12: A picture of something you love.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEYzWNxtZc8/Tirb791dPMI/AAAAAAAAAvE/yr6mYhBFdAw/s72-c/P8070052edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3345077396444359292</id><published>2011-07-23T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:09:59.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Internet Blackout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kTZOyLAR5E/TiqoBS49hlI/AAAAAAAAAus/Q7vhEHIpo18/s1600/Internet%2BBlackout%2BNZ.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kTZOyLAR5E/TiqoBS49hlI/AAAAAAAAAus/Q7vhEHIpo18/s320/Internet%2BBlackout%2BNZ.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632499024184313426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my story of why I decided to have internet blackout for a good 1 week I guess or more? I don't really count. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most of my friends are well aware of, I have decided to have my own version of Internet blackout, meaning to say I don't update my social networks at all, ie. Twitter and Facebook to be exact. I hid my blog and deleted my Tumblr. So all and all, I have no reason to go online even for a split second, but I did anyway, just to google for something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me break it down to you. I didn't have internet blackout for fun, I had a goal. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a. Twitter and Facebook.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like everyone else, I love to tweet and I love to stalk people on Facebook. Who doesn't right? I hated how everyone is always inserting the word Twitter and Facebook in one sentence or in their entire conversation. For example, "I read on her Facebook status that she's...." You get what I mean? I just wanted a good old conversation that doesn't involve "what they've discovered on" FB or Twitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I hated the most was people using FB to achieve something. FB that was suppose to be a social network to connect with each other turned into something nasty. Instead of positive, its all negative now. Stalking on facebook breaks relationship, blackmailing people through their wall post and status and yeah all those other stuff you do on FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever notice how Facebook and Twitter spread lies way faster than anything else? Not only it happened here, it also happened in other country. Using FB and Twitter to manipulate information is so famous nowadays that I hated how most of it shaped the mind of our very own people. We are too caught up with Facebook and Twitter that we BELIEVE everything that is posted online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I for once wish that our country would screen all of our phone calls, text messages, wall post, status tweets and once a threat is detected even one single joke made between 2 friends over the internet, they will be detain. I mean like how we saw it on TV. Once detected, *bam!* Right in front of your door and arrest you on the spot for making jokes about national security. How about that? Now that is the end of human rights. Even if the current govt is doing the whole screening thing right now, we're still allowed to roam freely in this country. Maybe they are waiting for the right time? Who knows! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would also go for any decision that BANNED Facebook because Facebook is becoming a lifestyle that people indulge so bad into that they forget that hey, there are better things to do out there! For example, exercise, actually farming instead of farming on Farmsville etc. I'm just not into Facebook nowadays that deactivating it was the only choice. It ruined my relationship, spoiled me so bad that I forgot I have better things to do instead of stalking other people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also allergic to those who always resorted in using FB to share information. LIKE ALL THE TIME. Please people, whats the point of having each other cell phone number? Did you forget that there are certain people who don't even bothered about Facebook at all? OR MAYBE those people that you are trying to reach are those people who is incapable of going online all the time? &lt;i&gt;Its fine that you posted it on FB but its not cool that you've forgotten to tell your non-FB friends about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;b. Deleted Tumblr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I did this for fun, NOT! I hated Tumblr so much. I keep creating it cz I can! Its just one of those websites that I frequently visit all the time and decided to just stop cz nothing is amusing on Tumblr anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;c. Hid my blog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hid my blog because I can't delete it. Blog and I are inseparable. I hid it so I could update my 30 days blog challenge or just update about me on it. Still is not a strong reason for me to go online all the time. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;d. Google something&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During my Internet blackout session, I did something else other that lazying around at home. I learned how to bake! My first cake was Red Velvet cake with Cream Cheese toppings. I baked it twice and my family and friends loved it! :) I'm trying to bake cookies now and other variety of cakes cz I can, all that is possible by ditching my daily online routine. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did I achieve my goal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES INDEED! I achieved my goal and I'm proud to say, I don't miss FB and Twitter at all for the past few days. I'm loving my decision and even if FB/Twitter is being banned, I am up for it! :D I ain't gonna stop now, I'm gonna keep on deactivating my FB until semester opens and just gonna stop tweeting till I feel like I desperately wanna! Besides, I was able to do routine exercises, waking up early and do all those other things I should have done long time ago. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I must say, I will have to reactivate it again because some people just can't share information via text messaging, so yeah, you'll be seeing me tomorrow on FB for a good few hours and I'm gonna deactivate it again. Which makes the decision to delete it permanently harder. Why can't we have a good old fashion way of spreading and sharing information? *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3345077396444359292?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3345077396444359292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3345077396444359292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3345077396444359292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3345077396444359292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/internet-blackout.html' title='Internet Blackout'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kTZOyLAR5E/TiqoBS49hlI/AAAAAAAAAus/Q7vhEHIpo18/s72-c/Internet%2BBlackout%2BNZ.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-9002466792503020112</id><published>2011-07-23T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T18:18:54.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 11: A picture of something you hate</title><content type='html'>*Currently watching Spongebob Squarepants.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart Spongebob Squarepants a lot, who says you're too old for cartoon? teehee! Anyhoo... 30DBC challenge is on and Day 11 says I need to post a picture of something I hate. Well truth is, I hate so many things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme list it down for ya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. cheaters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. backstabbing and two faced hypocrites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. people who don't know how to respect other people relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. local or immigrants who steals to make a living in other people country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e. drivers that smoke and taking calls when driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g. drivers that don't know how to use the signals while switching lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h. drivers that drives super slow on the fast line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i. etc!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too lazy to list down, but the ultimate "thing" that I hated the most is this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5I0Dzl8gPI/TipyuQI-25I/AAAAAAAAAt8/SFmICD2uPW4/s1600/09_COCKROACH.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5I0Dzl8gPI/TipyuQI-25I/AAAAAAAAAt8/SFmICD2uPW4/s320/09_COCKROACH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632440422912416658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even the pictures gives the chill down my spine! grrrrr~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and also this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_MOZHEtS3cM/Tipx6BJbTAI/AAAAAAAAAt0/AWD_AyNYqTU/s1600/white_jellyfish-mar06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_MOZHEtS3cM/Tipx6BJbTAI/AAAAAAAAAt0/AWD_AyNYqTU/s320/white_jellyfish-mar06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632439525534551042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jellyfish and I just don't get along well enough. I hated it whenever I decided to hit the beach or the island, you have them swimming around as well. I had the worst memory with them! Urghhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of something you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-9002466792503020112?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9002466792503020112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=9002466792503020112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/9002466792503020112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/9002466792503020112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-11-picture-of-something-you-hate.html' title='Day 11: A picture of something you hate'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5I0Dzl8gPI/TipyuQI-25I/AAAAAAAAAt8/SFmICD2uPW4/s72-c/09_COCKROACH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4105330507369577264</id><published>2011-07-17T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T15:18:19.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most fucking up things with.</title><content type='html'>*Currently watching Hells Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Day 10, a picture of the person you do the most fucked up things with. Lets see, I do a lot of things with my best friends and its hard to pick one picture but I think I'm gonna go with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzHHKMB9_5M/TiJ63L3OAYI/AAAAAAAAAts/c2BAXN0VPVg/s1600/Photo0349edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzHHKMB9_5M/TiJ63L3OAYI/AAAAAAAAAts/c2BAXN0VPVg/s400/Photo0349edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630197572662329730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfy8ZBWYEVY/Tip1btWQoKI/AAAAAAAAAuM/WfkdIvfzOsI/s1600/Photo0354edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfy8ZBWYEVY/Tip1btWQoKI/AAAAAAAAAuM/WfkdIvfzOsI/s400/Photo0354edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632443402870104226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fl3gJ4um0dM/Tip1bSSku9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/YM-zHNH7GIU/s1600/Photo0344edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fl3gJ4um0dM/Tip1bSSku9I/AAAAAAAAAuE/YM-zHNH7GIU/s400/Photo0344edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632443395606887378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the after effect of a bottle of Smirnoff, Shiraz and I forgotten another bottle name. tsk tsk. I was in a huge mess that day somewhere around September 2010 I guess, the month I hated the most and thanks to them, I kinda got wasted, pass out for a while and forgotten what happened in the car. Not something I'm proud of, but this is a memory I can share with my friends for the next coming years to come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of something you hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4105330507369577264?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4105330507369577264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4105330507369577264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4105330507369577264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4105330507369577264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-10-picture-of-person-you-do-most.html' title='Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most fucking up things with.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pzHHKMB9_5M/TiJ63L3OAYI/AAAAAAAAAts/c2BAXN0VPVg/s72-c/Photo0349edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3680252572028810051</id><published>2011-07-15T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T12:10:13.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of The Gift - Seether&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am sitting on the dining table, listening to this song I used to enjoy 5 years ago. I think it was given by someone significant before but all of these are just faded memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am typing this, I have locked this blog from the public eyes, changed its link and made a new one with the old link and told everyone I left that blog. Truth is, blogs and I were inseparable. I have been blogging since high school. I have countless domain and deleted most of them. There were a few that I kept, mainly because there are memories that sometimes I like to revisit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is exactly what I did today, as I was watching TV, Bones to be exact, something hit me. Something about how the universe works, sending a message, statics and stuff. I ran up to my room, brought my laptop downstairs and start looking for my old blog. Of course I didn't logged in. I just had to read what I used to post back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like other teenager, I spoke of - family, friends and relationship all ranted out in that blog. I used to be inspired, used to be happy, used to be sad and my life was balance. My Libra scale was balanced even until my life literally took 360 degree turn and I became a different person. I was "fun" or maybe just "violent" in a way for a short period of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My style of writing was so immature, a lot of stories, dragging, grammatical error, misspelled and all those other stuff. Well at least out of those post, I was still me, happy. I couldn't care less, or maybe I was having placebo effect. That I'm young and I'm suppose to feel that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But right now, as of this year, My life took another turn and this time I find myself to be really boring. I find nothing interest me anymore, no adrenalin rush, no excitement. I did this one crazy act once, because turns out I can be quite impulsive. Al I wanted to do was getting out of the car, so I did. I jumped out of a moving car. It felt painful but no adrenalin rush. No excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It gets worse, the music I used to enjoy? I don't love it anymore. The places I love to visit, I find nothing is amusing anymore. The book I used to read? Every time I opened it to read, I'd cancelled my intention and put it back on the shelves. So what happen to me? Even the island doesn't excites me... I find it hard to satisfy myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until not long a go, I learned the term Anhedonic. The root word was Anhedonia and it was a psychology/psychiatric disorder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading all the symptoms and causes, right now all I can think of is, I might be suffering from Anhedonia or possibly Dysthymia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to get myself checked but I don't know any psychiatrist. No I'm not crazy, I just want to see if I really am suffering from depression. I am too young to be depressed but somehow I felt that all of these things that I've been through the past few years, suppressing the pain I had over the years, could it be possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my friend asked me why am I always posting up sad status all the time and she pointed out that it doesn't fit my usual demeanor. To them I am always happy and chirpy but I don't see myself that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it possible that all the problems I had all these while made me depressed? Am I really depressed? I need answers. I just need someone to talk to. Someone who would understand and study my situation. What happened to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can think of is how I have no self confidence, how I have very low self esteem, I am always feeling hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't find myself anymore. I just want to be me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need someone to talk to, someone who won't judge me, someone who can give me unbiased advice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3680252572028810051?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3680252572028810051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3680252572028810051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3680252572028810051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3680252572028810051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5765235250277015742</id><published>2011-07-14T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T13:05:54.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I to kid?</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMv4NkSq2tg"&gt;Linkin Park - Iridescent (Transformers 3 Soundtrack)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you feel cold and lost in desperation&lt;br /&gt;You build up hope but failure's all you've known&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the sadness and frustration&lt;br /&gt;And let it go, Let it go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyric above is taken from Linkin Park's Irisdescent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time, I find myself struggling with myself. Who am I kidding?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow Ted Mosby character reminds me of me. Part of him reflects my own personality - I'm irrationally picky, easily distracted and utterly anhedonic. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG1nqobBQ4A/Th6YPIEU5uI/AAAAAAAAArg/yqsCbRCaqTM/s1600/6D175-major-depressive-episode.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG1nqobBQ4A/Th6YPIEU5uI/AAAAAAAAArg/yqsCbRCaqTM/s400/6D175-major-depressive-episode.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629103969890789090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image &lt;a href="http://img.tfd.com/wn/C2/6D175-major-depressive-episode.jpg"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5765235250277015742?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5765235250277015742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5765235250277015742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5765235250277015742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5765235250277015742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-am-i-to-kid.html' title='Who am I to kid?'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LG1nqobBQ4A/Th6YPIEU5uI/AAAAAAAAArg/yqsCbRCaqTM/s72-c/6D175-major-depressive-episode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4049883951068476430</id><published>2011-07-14T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T15:36:43.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CusGBZh5V_4"&gt;Jason Mraz - If It Kills Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This challenge is a wee bit hard but hey maybe imma go with this 2 guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0_vt2sxu1I/Tip3bwAZS_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/W1fHnzdjawo/s1600/b_000edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0_vt2sxu1I/Tip3bwAZS_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/W1fHnzdjawo/s400/b_000edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632445602606959602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's my cuzzie Joe and a dear friend of mine, Nafie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of them are my ears, and unfortunately, they had to listen to me and my relationships problem all the time. teehee! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10: &lt;/b&gt;A picture of the person you do the most fucking up things with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4049883951068476430?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4049883951068476430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4049883951068476430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4049883951068476430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4049883951068476430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-09-picture-of-person-who-has-gotten.html' title='Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0_vt2sxu1I/Tip3bwAZS_I/AAAAAAAAAuU/W1fHnzdjawo/s72-c/b_000edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-835606517419040895</id><published>2011-07-14T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T02:39:46.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Issue.</title><content type='html'>Currently watching &lt;b&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/b&gt; Season 1&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;...because all of these stuff that we're suppose to like usually sucks.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it doesn't make sense but somehow it does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just wish I can stuff everything in my mouth, so it goes down to my tummy and thigh and just be out of shape and over weight just to see if anyone actually love me for me. Just to see if someone accept me for me. I just want to be accepted and be loved for me. I don't want to be a substitute or a facade for an obsession. I don't want to work all my guts off just to find myself back to square one and feel worthless as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oX_F046wK-E/Th3cGPL0_3I/AAAAAAAAArI/z-uY6iXRZLg/s1600/anorexia20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oX_F046wK-E/Th3cGPL0_3I/AAAAAAAAArI/z-uY6iXRZLg/s400/anorexia20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628897108996456306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image source: &lt;a href="http://www.michellehenry.fr/anorexia.htm"&gt;MichelleHenry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every word that came out of my mouth sounded like I'm looking for another fight and even my face represent hate. At least to a certain person it is, saying how much I'm always picking fights and how much I'm always making faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi_GVSxWldY/Th3jqozPJ1I/AAAAAAAAArQ/fAgcJjvFgEI/s1600/tumblr_kujiwdTS2h1qaxy53o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi_GVSxWldY/Th3jqozPJ1I/AAAAAAAAArQ/fAgcJjvFgEI/s400/tumblr_kujiwdTS2h1qaxy53o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628905430929319762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image Source: &lt;a href="http://emotionalone.tumblr.com/post/280223715"&gt;Sad Quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should just STFU and never say any word to anyone ever again. Maybe I should have my face deform so that I can't make any faces that would irritates them so bad. *be careful for what you wish for Mag.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;...look I know that odds are, the love of my life isn't gonna magically walk through that door in a pumpkin costume at 2.43 in the morning but it seems is nicest spot as any, to just you know, sit and wait.&lt;/i&gt;" - Ted Mosby, HIMYM S01E06&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that is what I should be doing, lower the notch, slow things down and sit and wait...After all, I am the problem. I am the source to every problems that existed between us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...&lt;i&gt;you see, sometimes in life, you just have to accept that certain things can't be explain and that's kinda scary.&lt;/i&gt;" Ted Mosby, HIMYM S01E07&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and true enough, yes it does scares me. Everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not making sense, I'm sorry that I wasted your time. Feel free to click "X" at the top right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-835606517419040895?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/835606517419040895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=835606517419040895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/835606517419040895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/835606517419040895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/way-they-see-it.html' title='Self Issue.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oX_F046wK-E/Th3cGPL0_3I/AAAAAAAAArI/z-uY6iXRZLg/s72-c/anorexia20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2005771748978896542</id><published>2011-07-12T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:53:57.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is so hard to answer because seriously I don't know which picture actually makes me laugh? *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just steal something off from Tumblr and post it here because I really have no idea how to answer this. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgqtdtd6uL1qco8clo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 372px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgqtdtd6uL1qco8clo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;source:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wowfunniestposts.tumblr.com/post/7509277821/featured-on-wow-funniest-posts"&gt;Wow Funniest Posts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 09: &lt;/b&gt;A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2005771748978896542?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2005771748978896542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2005771748978896542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2005771748978896542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2005771748978896542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-08-picture-that-makes-you-laugh.html' title='Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-129227707481831966</id><published>2011-06-28T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:53:53.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E :)</title><content type='html'>Love always begin with two person having fun and enjoy the company of being with each other. Over the months, things that used to sound fun to both of you will turn boring as the action reciprocates. Soon over the years, one of them bound to forget what fun means...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, the honest truth is, they didn't forget, they grew up. Moving from that one phase to another. When this happens, the other person still seeks for the thrill and enjoyment of their life. Hence, creating two individual disregarding each other actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this is not entirely true. Some begin in an opposite way. Both disregarding each other only to find they have so many similarities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, some begin with enjoying each other company and ends with hand in marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'm saying is, love comes in way we never would have imagine. Some begins with friends and ends as enemy. Some begin with enemy and ends up marrying each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationship isn't always beautiful. It covers all aspects in life that we, ourselves, took for granted. Relationship is a test to see how far a person is willing to tolerate and comply with each other. Relationship is about real conversation. Then again, who am I to preach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because, when it comes to LOVE, nobody can define what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is general. Love is a feeling that can be share with everyone no matter who they are. Family, friends, acquaintance, colleagues, associates, enemy, rivals and as well as the surroundings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love may not be towards a specific person but to whoever it is that you care. In my case, I love you. I love you my dearest family even though we show very little affection. I love you my dearest besties, I love you who come and read my blog... I love you, God, for making my life beautiful that even the worst days are. Thank you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-129227707481831966?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/129227707481831966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=129227707481831966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/129227707481831966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/129227707481831966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/love.html' title='L.O.V.E :)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5623593509842441779</id><published>2011-06-25T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T09:33:10.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my baby berry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel bitter, so many problems piling on top of each other and the latest addition was my Blackberry Bold 9700, stolen while I went off to jog. Normally I would go out for a good long run to keep my mind occupied but maybe I was at the &lt;i&gt;wrong time and at the wrong place&lt;/i&gt; that some bastard manage to broke into my car and stole my smartphone and cash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been jogging there, at the same place, driving the same car for about a month. Apparently on 24th of June, I had this bad instinct that something is going to happen but I ignored it. So before I went off to that particular place, I would hide my wallet and cellphone under the seat. Been doing that since I've started running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as I arrived, I parked at this spot where lots of people would pass by, since I am, after all alone. Normally I had a partner tagging along but since we've broke up. The heck right? So I parked, and left. Before I left, there's this little voice asking me to bring my phone along. Still ignorant, I went to check if I have locked the doors. Once I'm sure that the doors are locked, I went off. For about an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I'm done, I went to my car and found that the door locked has been opened. The first thing I checked was for my phone. I saw my wallet but no phone! I opened my wallet and all my cash is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been robbed! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course people have been asking me this, &lt;i&gt;why didn't you bring them along&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AGAIN I emphasize, I went there to jog. Normally, I don't bring my phone when I jog because trust me, people who bring their phones along always, always check their phone instead of focusing on their task which in my case, jog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm pissed off at the things that is happening to me lately. This just became the cherry on top of it! I'm pissed off that I didn't even backed up all my pictures in it. I'm angry that it was one of my treasured item. That phone was a gift from my parents for my 21st birthday and that damn bastard just have to steal it huh?! I was cursing the fug out but of course that won't help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If only someone can help me track it down I would really appreciate it. I would pay if I have to. I would be glad to give you my BB Pin and my iMei number.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If he had sold that phone and someone has bought it, if you see those pictures inside, please bring the memory card back to me. U can have the phone but at least give me my pictures back. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its bad enough I have lost all my KL Trip and Convocation picture last year now you had to take away everything. Please please please return my pictures as I do munched a lot of screen that bare's my REAL name in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sad part was, I can't even look at my car anymore. It has failed me. I was disappointed that the car didn't even rang its alarm when someone broke into it. I can't even get near my car and I can't even think of going out driving that car. In the back of my mind, the bastard sat on it, rummage every corner just to get any valuable that was in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Traumatize or Phobia much? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dad pointed out that maybe he has been observing the car for quite sometime and since this time I came alone, it was his great opportunity to break into it and took everything away. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5623593509842441779?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5623593509842441779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5623593509842441779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5623593509842441779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5623593509842441779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-my-baby-berry.html' title='I miss my baby berry.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8364914613015638981</id><published>2011-06-23T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:24:10.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Currently watching &lt;b&gt;The Big Bang Theory Season 4&lt;/b&gt; marathon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here I am still going strong on my 30 days blog challenge. So this is gonna be one very short update. What is my most treasured item? Easy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEFbGZaaS0s/TgIcnriSIRI/AAAAAAAAArA/QfjOTDMO6-k/s1600/mini.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEFbGZaaS0s/TgIcnriSIRI/AAAAAAAAArA/QfjOTDMO6-k/s400/mini.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621086752938795282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This picture is taken in Starbucks Sunway with my Alienware M11x before the loose hard disk incident. Bad memory :( This was the first time I took this laptop out and this laptop is a token from my parents for I have decided to continue my studies here in UiTM Shah Alam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a replacement for my lousy FTec laptop that crashed almost every semester. Imagine all the money wasted just to send it for repairs. I have incident where my raw research paper was not yet saved, it crashed and I had to redo it all over again, I didn't sleep and I actually cried doing it! Damn, months of work had to be done all over again overnight, how CAN I NOT CRY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was offered a new laptop during my diploma years but I hang on to it until I'm done with Diploma. :) So yes, this is my most treasured item!  Gonna take care of this until I finally graduate and get a proper job and hand this laptop down to either one of my siblings. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ps. would you be kind and help me click the ads above? I really would appreciate it. Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 08:&lt;/b&gt; A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8364914613015638981?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8364914613015638981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8364914613015638981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8364914613015638981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8364914613015638981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-07-picture-of-your-most-treasured_22.html' title='Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEFbGZaaS0s/TgIcnriSIRI/AAAAAAAAArA/QfjOTDMO6-k/s72-c/mini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-952964416312927687</id><published>2011-06-22T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:16:55.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41DPPbM_hf0/TgFcEJIn84I/AAAAAAAAAq4/DFilrssg0uU/s1600/tumblr_ln65iuzbUy1qfg9pvo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41DPPbM_hf0/TgFcEJIn84I/AAAAAAAAAq4/DFilrssg0uU/s400/tumblr_ln65iuzbUy1qfg9pvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620875036176413570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just staring at the computer screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M BORED!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span &gt;(Not huge enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ps. My eyes are sore from all the heavy readings right now. If only I could Ctrl A + Ctrl C and finally with a touch of Ctrl V. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-952964416312927687?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/952964416312927687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=952964416312927687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/952964416312927687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/952964416312927687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/rawrrr.html' title='Rawrrr!'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41DPPbM_hf0/TgFcEJIn84I/AAAAAAAAAq4/DFilrssg0uU/s72-c/tumblr_ln65iuzbUy1qfg9pvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3622522059126182911</id><published>2011-06-21T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:18:09.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being lame as it is.</title><content type='html'>*listening to: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n3htOCjafTc"&gt;Nelly ft Tim McGraw - Over and Over Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause its all in my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think about it over and over again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can’t keep picturing you with him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it hurts so bad, yeah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause its all in my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think about it over and over again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I replay it over and over again &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I can’t take it I can’t shake it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nooo&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Over and Over Again, Nelly ft Tim McGraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey peeps. How y'all doing? Sorry for the 30 days blog challenge delay. I have it in my draft. I just can't find the right picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic9nJnoPzhw/TgBqlYvVXCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_xrmGH44YLo/s1600/tumblr_ln3fr7C1rd1qakqiuo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic9nJnoPzhw/TgBqlYvVXCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_xrmGH44YLo/s400/tumblr_ln3fr7C1rd1qakqiuo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620609525487066146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I'm not in the mood to update anything. It is always lame to be sad. I couldn't remember the last time I could smile or be happy without reminiscing the past. Why on why is this happening to me? Truthfully, it is really lame for me to update such sad post here on Blogger and using Tumblr picture to narrate. I'm giving anonymous people of all walks of life to justify what kind of person I am. Then again, who are you to judge me? What you read is only 30%-45% of my walks of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every day and night, I'm restless, thinking over the past and its been haunting me since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIjk7oaw4YY/TgBqlwhkfEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-XMlMTBcQZU/s1600/tumblr_ln4dw34I4x1qfyncko1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIjk7oaw4YY/TgBqlwhkfEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/-XMlMTBcQZU/s400/tumblr_ln4dw34I4x1qfyncko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620609531871788098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to stop download everything and actually deleted the progress. What a waste huh? Then again, why should I keep it? Its gonna make thing worse and I'm just gonna remember about you. I feel like deleting every memory, why can't someone invent and sell the memory wipe gizmo from Men In Black so I can forget all the bad things fallen upon me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WLYNE0DA8AI/TgBqlEju0YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Wb_Py20aoHM/s1600/tumblr_lm1u9th7bQ1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WLYNE0DA8AI/TgBqlEju0YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Wb_Py20aoHM/s400/tumblr_lm1u9th7bQ1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620609520069693826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have stopped myself but I didn't. I can't forget and I can't forgive. I hold my grudge for far too long. This was because the very first relationship I had traumatize me badly and took me over a year, a few guys just to get over it. Now that another occurred last year, I can't even move past that phase. I'm too caught up, too traumatize to learn to trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uj4lCCw9UfY/TgBvVIDA2SI/AAAAAAAAAqw/As28U1hurPg/s1600/tumblr_ln41krlrGp1qju4x0o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uj4lCCw9UfY/TgBvVIDA2SI/AAAAAAAAAqw/As28U1hurPg/s400/tumblr_ln41krlrGp1qju4x0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620614743686437154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People change over the years, but what gives? Now that it happened, the future is at stake. I will never learn to trust anyone ever again.  Trust is very hard to gain what more build? If it was destroyed over night and over and over again, how will it ever grow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_N7tYB4Q9s/TgBqlepDLcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/xlukwanasVM/s1600/tumblr_ln0xi458Qb1qaobbko1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_N7tYB4Q9s/TgBqlepDLcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/xlukwanasVM/s400/tumblr_ln0xi458Qb1qaobbko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620609527071321538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been the worse holiday. 2 more months, I guess I'm gonna be spending it alone and puzzled with insecurities. Better than running away. I thought of it but given the financial situation and debts people owe me, I had to delay it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for this really lame post. I just don't feel like acting bubbly and cheerful anymore. I am trying hard not to drag anyone into this matter. So I would appreciate it if no one asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. friends, I have deactivated FB, I'm not using BB at the mo and you will not be able to call or text me via DiGi. I will be here or you can just look for me on Twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3622522059126182911?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3622522059126182911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3622522059126182911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3622522059126182911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3622522059126182911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/being-lame-as-it-is.html' title='Being lame as it is.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ic9nJnoPzhw/TgBqlYvVXCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/_xrmGH44YLo/s72-c/tumblr_ln3fr7C1rd1qakqiuo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1933879203876689600</id><published>2011-06-18T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T05:39:19.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Female jibber jabber :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*Listening to the beat of: Yuna - Deeper Conversation&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone, it's 5.18am and I still hadn't sleep. Well I should be but the fact that I had to send my sister to school causes me to wake up all night because I know that if I'd fall asleep, I won't be waking up till the sun is at its best. teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have been watching &lt;b&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;/b&gt; over and over again so that I won't fall asleep. That is one TV Series that never failed to make me laugh. Just today in Season 3 Episode 18 and I quote Sheldon Cooper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;No, the X-Men were named for the X in Charles Xavier, since I'm Sheldon Cooper, you will be my C-Men&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahaaa.. totally laugh my ass off! C-Men, who the hell came up with C-Men and it totally came out wrong! When he was about to give his speech, Raj totally cracked me up with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Don't worry, you're surrounded by your C-Men&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha again, I find Raj is really adorable! I think that Sheldon and Penny make great best friends! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of what happen to me lately. Nothing much actually. Well to be honestly true, nothing! Wallowing myself with TV Series and Movies and nothing much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and btw, I got my result already and to be honest, I didn't expect the outcome. Actually I expected more but the one I have was quite good too. Still unexpected but was enough to keep me happy for my remaining holidays. All I can say is, I'm just thankful that I didn't repeat any papers and would like to thank my lecturers for giving me such marks. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I'm still going strong on my &lt;b&gt;30 days challenge&lt;/b&gt; and those who are interested in doing the challenge, feel free to do so. I'm happy that my fellow friends are participating the challenge too! Check out their 30 days blog challenge! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hananazharun.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hana Naz's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://syafiqahridzwan.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pika's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hithevirgo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Iana's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well anyway I think thats about it. I'll update about my hollies soon aight, in details too!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps, somehow it felt like the time flies too fast! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing out, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1933879203876689600?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1933879203876689600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1933879203876689600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1933879203876689600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1933879203876689600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/listening-to-beat-of-yuna-deeper.html' title='Female jibber jabber :)'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8718640824808839798</id><published>2011-06-17T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T03:36:32.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 06: A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/A3ere15-Ckc"&gt;Benny Benassi - Put It On Me (Feat. Pitbull)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello people, it's been a while. Actually I'm torn between updating the latest thing that happened to me or continue with the 30 days challenge. Well 30 DBC won. LOL. So here's the latest one, A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this is hard, super hard. It took me days to do this entry, and if I could skip this, I would. Thats why I hadn't been updating. :/ If I were to trade place with a person for a day, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUqMvXJceAc/TftuGvVxEmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qgJmHpk20xM/s1600/tumblr_lmnzn2dN4p1qewb5eo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUqMvXJceAc/TftuGvVxEmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qgJmHpk20xM/s320/tumblr_lmnzn2dN4p1qewb5eo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619206022140858978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stunningly beautiful Devon Aoki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sa-uj8UlyU8/TftwYdETl2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kq-77-STs20/s1600/Kasumi_Sword.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sa-uj8UlyU8/TftwYdETl2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/kq-77-STs20/s320/Kasumi_Sword.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619208525496686434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She  kicked ass in the movie Dead or Alive as Kasumi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to play that game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav character in that game was Hayate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXTaxe9r2DY/TftwUc1f-0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/FepfIlkvEOE/s1600/56784_Devon_Aoki_-_2_Fast_2_Furious_Stills0002_122_458lo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXTaxe9r2DY/TftwUc1f-0I/AAAAAAAAAqA/FepfIlkvEOE/s320/56784_Devon_Aoki_-_2_Fast_2_Furious_Stills0002_122_458lo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619208456715107138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She rides with Paul Walker and Roman Pierce on Fast and Furious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and she is one very attractive model!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now why wouldn't I want to trade place with her for a day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps. Congratulation on your new born baby Devon Aoki. Pictures above were randomly copied from Tumblr for the purpose of this entry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 07:&lt;/b&gt; A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8718640824808839798?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8718640824808839798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8718640824808839798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8718640824808839798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8718640824808839798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-06-picture-of-person-youd-love-to.html' title='Day 06: A picture of a person you&apos;d love to trade places with for a day.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUqMvXJceAc/TftuGvVxEmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qgJmHpk20xM/s72-c/tumblr_lmnzn2dN4p1qewb5eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1504073460548382694</id><published>2011-06-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:59:14.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/GlKHN7ArvJs"&gt;Pitbull feat. Enrique Iglesias - Come &amp;amp; Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So day five. My favorite memory. Prolly my favorite memory throughout my 22 years of living is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Be66wQNUw/TfT1lO9LfVI/AAAAAAAAApw/6gwplvcQyJY/s1600/154119_465823786919_639446919_6114346_1763349_neditttt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Be66wQNUw/TfT1lO9LfVI/AAAAAAAAApw/6gwplvcQyJY/s320/154119_465823786919_639446919_6114346_1763349_neditttt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617384655256517970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is taken on my Graduation day as a Diploma in Public Admin student on 2010 in UiTM Shah Alam. We were the last batch to graduate in Dewan Sri Budiman I think. :) The person next to me is Muhd. Redzauddin. Current boyfie. He graduated as an Accountancy student. Both of us, graduated on time. This is my favorite memory because throughout my diploma years, we've been together through thick and thin. There were times that we just wanted to give up on each other but we try to overcome every obstacle. Tried to have rationale talk over it even though both of us deemed to be childish most of the time. Nevertheless, graduating together was the best memory. Coincidently we graduated &lt;b&gt;on the same day&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;on the same session&lt;/b&gt;. That is why this is my favorite memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I know that I'm risking this because one day we might end this relationship and I might be deleting this post due to the relationship termination but honestly, from the bottom of my heart, this is my favorite memory - Graduating together with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Btw, as I was looking for my KL trip pictures last year, I just realize every piece of it burn. Including my graduation day. Why? BECAUSE my stupid Alienware lappie came with a loose hard disk attached to it. Apparently, I didn't even have time to back it up when it happened. Thus, cleaning every piece of memory I had. Oh, I curse you laptop. I curse you so much right now. I WANT ALL MY PICTURES BACK DAMN IT! F*CK! :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 06&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1504073460548382694?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1504073460548382694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1504073460548382694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1504073460548382694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1504073460548382694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-05-picture-of-your-favourite-memory.html' title='Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Be66wQNUw/TfT1lO9LfVI/AAAAAAAAApw/6gwplvcQyJY/s72-c/154119_465823786919_639446919_6114346_1763349_neditttt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4340964438832074229</id><published>2011-06-11T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:51:42.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/VA770wpLX-Q"&gt;Dr. Dre - I Need A Doctor (Explicit) ft. Eminem, Skylar Grey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... A picture of my fav night. This is hard but I think I'm gonna go with...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-44nxGcfnBHs/TfJgEtDW-8I/AAAAAAAAApo/BzyQhwqM2-E/s1600/DSC07376edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-44nxGcfnBHs/TfJgEtDW-8I/AAAAAAAAApo/BzyQhwqM2-E/s320/DSC07376edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616657319213857730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken on January 1st, 2008. Its been so long since this picture was taken. We had dinner among our families and these people are my cousins. :) Most of us are drunk actually but we managed to take this one decent picture. The others, you don't wanna know. :) Why is this my fav night? Its one of those night where all the clan is under one roof and having dinner together. Exchange stories and its not that we have reunion everyday. Satu kali ni jaa kami berkumpul. Semua dari kampung, dari semenanjung, all came back spending this one New Year's eve night together with our late Granpa and Grandma. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 05&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4340964438832074229?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4340964438832074229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4340964438832074229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4340964438832074229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4340964438832074229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-04-picture-of-your-favourite-night.html' title='Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-44nxGcfnBHs/TfJgEtDW-8I/AAAAAAAAApo/BzyQhwqM2-E/s72-c/DSC07376edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5226296490310185097</id><published>2011-06-08T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:59:12.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love going on to Tumblr cz Tumblr have so many quotes and images to inspire others and I found this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;ps. I don't know who spoke this beautiful words, care to tell me who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5226296490310185097?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5226296490310185097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5226296490310185097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5226296490310185097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5226296490310185097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to ponder...'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4690041074974739735</id><published>2011-06-08T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:37:44.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.</title><content type='html'>*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/L5_TjDzBEd8"&gt;Adele - Rolling In The Deep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey y'all, I'm updating this super early today huh? Normally I would have done this later tonight or so, but this, I just had to do it now! This is Day 03, one of them 30 days that I have been looking forward to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the challenge is to post &lt;b&gt;a picture of the cast from your favorite show&lt;/b&gt;. I have hard time deciding this as I watched a lot of TV Show but when it comes down to the few I prefer such as Gossip Girl, Greek, The Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, CSI, Futurama, South Park or The Simpsons etc. It became even easier to determine which. So I'm gonna go with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e99_OxWYTc/Te8aIkn8dBI/AAAAAAAAApg/VAdNY_SoILk/s1600/The_Big_Bang_Theory_by_SE7ENFX.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e99_OxWYTc/Te8aIkn8dBI/AAAAAAAAApg/VAdNY_SoILk/s320/The_Big_Bang_Theory_by_SE7ENFX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615735994926789650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can never get tired of watching this -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;over and over and over again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...and my fav cast is...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jim Parsons as Sheldon Cooper .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now who wouldn't love him?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnLIs2BQ-cU/Te8WehtI-aI/AAAAAAAAApI/bdvBVA-VSc4/s1600/tumblr_lmaxinXcAS1ql2l67o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnLIs2BQ-cU/Te8WehtI-aI/AAAAAAAAApI/bdvBVA-VSc4/s320/tumblr_lmaxinXcAS1ql2l67o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615731974053886370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5JUEYlsj0w/Te8WeVM90dI/AAAAAAAAApA/HYj_tBVYz4s/s1600/tumblr_lmbyynrW7S1qbyz3ro1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5JUEYlsj0w/Te8WeVM90dI/AAAAAAAAApA/HYj_tBVYz4s/s320/tumblr_lmbyynrW7S1qbyz3ro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615731970697712082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkNTIRPQu-M/Te8WeP6lciI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BFMJ06qiVM8/s1600/tumblr_lmcfsaeULA1qzjbbeo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkNTIRPQu-M/Te8WeP6lciI/AAAAAAAAAo4/BFMJ06qiVM8/s320/tumblr_lmcfsaeULA1qzjbbeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615731969278439970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4eURDSkq008/Te8YfbSbMyI/AAAAAAAAApQ/n5Sj6vV9xyk/s1600/tumblr_lmggfr46jj1ql5ckho1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4eURDSkq008/Te8YfbSbMyI/AAAAAAAAApQ/n5Sj6vV9xyk/s320/tumblr_lmggfr46jj1ql5ckho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615734188534346530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. all pictures are taken from Tumblr. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 04: A picture of your favorite night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4690041074974739735?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4690041074974739735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4690041074974739735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4690041074974739735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4690041074974739735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-03-picture-of-cast-from-your.html' title='Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e99_OxWYTc/Te8aIkn8dBI/AAAAAAAAApg/VAdNY_SoILk/s72-c/The_Big_Bang_Theory_by_SE7ENFX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6867804794514073909</id><published>2011-06-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:20:25.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/LfZY9H88zVw"&gt;Jackie Boyz - Memory (feat. Christina Milian)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I come, Day 02! A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest. Well d'uh, isn't it obvious?! teehee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYpyOd4cKao/Te5ENN9YBDI/AAAAAAAAAow/qdnh9PGRAxA/s1600/PC251742edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYpyOd4cKao/Te5ENN9YBDI/AAAAAAAAAow/qdnh9PGRAxA/s320/PC251742edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615500779253662770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Picture above is taken at my Granpa's resting place. He passed away on 20.09.2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rest In Peace Grandpa.  We miss you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;People in the picture above is my dad, my mum and both my siblings (standing next to my mum). They are the people I have known the longest. No matter how far I am, they are my priority, they are always in my prayer and all the things I'm working on now is for them. I really want to make amendments for all the bad things I did throughout my 22 years of living and what I will achieved in the future, I want to make them proud. I love you all. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 03&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps. trying to find ideas to blog of but none at this moment. Will try to blog apart from trying to update my 30 days blog challenge :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6867804794514073909?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6867804794514073909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6867804794514073909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6867804794514073909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6867804794514073909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2-picture-of-you-and-person-you.html' title='Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYpyOd4cKao/Te5ENN9YBDI/AAAAAAAAAow/qdnh9PGRAxA/s72-c/PC251742edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5374801393623622672</id><published>2011-06-07T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T03:41:30.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/jXUD3ndfz5A"&gt;Eminem - Lighters feat. Bruno Mars &amp;amp; Royce Da 5'9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes, Day 01!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the owner of Miss Mag: It's Personal&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FSOERFC6zI/Te0PJxzgIWI/AAAAAAAAAog/2QOxKSZJ5Ts/s1600/PC010488edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FSOERFC6zI/Te0PJxzgIWI/AAAAAAAAAog/2QOxKSZJ5Ts/s320/PC010488edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615160971063468386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here are 10 random facts about me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;01. By race, I'm a Melanau-Lundayeh. A Sarawakian by race, born Sabahan. =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;02. My life revolves a lot around my family, relatives and close friends. They are the people that has always been there for when facing the beauty and harsh reality in life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;03. I'm no Chinese (thou I look like one) BUT I am Chinese educated. Explains why I speak broken Mandarin/Cantonese! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;04.  I have a thing for sandy beach and islands and so does nature. It excites me! Unplanned road trip is always my choice of getaway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;05.I am addicted to gadgets - hand phone especially. I love hand phones too much that I used to change them very often. Well not anymore but the love is still there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;06.  I have fear of COMMITMENTS and RELATIONSHIP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;07. I love to drive - fast! but due to quite a sum of speeding tickets, I tried to drive more cautiously now. Learning to drive safely now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;08. I'm an optimist person, part perfectionist, quite impulsive, practical and am very observant. I'm not a good listener but my observation and understanding towards my surroundings and situations always saves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09. I have very zero-tolerance to people who back-stabbed or lied to me in the face but in times, I learn to forgive and take another long period of time to forget. At least I learn to do so. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. My birthday month! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad for my Day 01 huh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5374801393623622672?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5374801393623622672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5374801393623622672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5374801393623622672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5374801393623622672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-01-picture-of-yourself-with-10.html' title='Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FSOERFC6zI/Te0PJxzgIWI/AAAAAAAAAog/2QOxKSZJ5Ts/s72-c/PC010488edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2934462003578642833</id><published>2011-06-06T23:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:20:32.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30DBC'/><title type='text'>30 Days Challenge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Listening to the beat of: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/0HxGndtdBlY"&gt;Tease Me by Kesha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hey y'all, as you all know, I actually already did this before but it was only up to Day 5 and I've lost track and eventually stopped updating it thus I failed in the first 30 days challenge. So I ended up on Google in search for another 30 days challenge instead of doing the same one and I found this. I hope this one would keep me occupied! ;) *cross fingers* Hopefully by the time I'm done, I can post it on the sidebar roll - as an accomplishment! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVhgXDHe9Q/Tez_HgSi8fI/AAAAAAAAAoY/LqMmIn75vCE/s1600/dreamstime_104715581-1-2-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVhgXDHe9Q/Tez_HgSi8fI/AAAAAAAAAoY/LqMmIn75vCE/s400/dreamstime_104715581-1-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615143339816055282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 01: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-01-picture-of-yourself-with-10.html"&gt;A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 02: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2-picture-of-you-and-person-you.html"&gt;A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 03:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-03-picture-of-cast-from-your.html"&gt;A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 04: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-04-picture-of-your-favourite-night.html"&gt;A picture of your favourite night.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 05:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-05-picture-of-your-favourite-memory.html"&gt;A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 06:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-06-picture-of-person-youd-love-to.html"&gt;A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 07: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-07-picture-of-your-most-treasured_22.html"&gt;A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 08: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-08-picture-that-makes-you-laugh.html"&gt;A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 09: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-09-picture-of-person-who-has-gotten.html"&gt;A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-10-picture-of-person-you-do-most.html"&gt;A picture of the person you do the most fucking up things with.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-11-picture-of-something-you-hate.html"&gt;A picture of something you hate.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-12-picture-of-something-you-love.html"&gt;A picture of something you love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 13: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-13-picture-of-your-favorite-band-or.html"&gt;A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-14-picture-of-something-you-could.html"&gt;A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 15: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-15-picture-of-something-you-want-to.html"&gt;A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 16: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-16-picture-of-someone-who-inspires.html"&gt;A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 17: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-17-picture-of-something-that-has.html"&gt;A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 18: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-18-picture-of-your-biggest.html"&gt;A picture of your biggest insecurity.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 19: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-19-picture-and-letter.html"&gt;A picture and a letter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 20: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-20-picture-of-somewhere-youd-love.html"&gt;A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 21: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-21-picture-of-something-you-wish.html"&gt;A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 22: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-22-picture-of-something-you-wish.html"&gt;A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 23: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-23-picture-of-your-favorite-book.html"&gt;A picture of your favorite book.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 24: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-24-picture-of-something-you-wish.html"&gt;A picture of something you wish you could change.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 25: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-25-picture-of-your-favorite-day.html"&gt;A picture of your favorite day.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 26: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-26-picture-of-something-that-means.html"&gt;A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 27: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-27-picture-of-yourself-and-family.html"&gt;A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 28: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-28-picture-of-something-youre.html"&gt;A picture of something you're afraid of.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 29: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-29-picture-that-can-always-make-you.html"&gt;A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 30: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-30-picture-of-someone-you-miss.html"&gt;A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have few days that I'm actually looking forward to! Plus all of the challenges requires me to post a picture instead of just typing it out. ;) So jyeah. I'm gonna begin today in the next post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. 30 days, hope its not that hard to keep up with ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2934462003578642833?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2934462003578642833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2934462003578642833&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2934462003578642833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2934462003578642833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/30-days-challenge.html' title='30 Days Challenge!'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVhgXDHe9Q/Tez_HgSi8fI/AAAAAAAAAoY/LqMmIn75vCE/s72-c/dreamstime_104715581-1-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7607216048951302907</id><published>2011-06-03T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:53:34.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Stalking :P</title><content type='html'>I totally could relate to this but not with Wes but Philip Wang! Like seriously! hahaha! You can ask my two friends Amoi and Nadia cz they seriously know how excellent I am tracking down people on FB! haha! ;) Facebook Stalking FTW, i know, its wrong but don't tell me you never did it before? :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="349" height="228" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nIiW0Trk3T0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/WongFuProductions"&gt;Wong Fu Production&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kevjumba"&gt;KevJumba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/nigahiga"&gt;NigaHiga&lt;/a&gt; for more videos! Worth the watch! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Asians FTW! jeayh! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7607216048951302907?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7607216048951302907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7607216048951302907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7607216048951302907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7607216048951302907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/facebook-stalking-p.html' title='Facebook Stalking :P'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nIiW0Trk3T0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5468658781314296525</id><published>2011-05-31T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:13:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kthxbai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0mPzmF-AQM/TeS-2CFughI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vkzD7KOK6Qc/s1600/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0mPzmF-AQM/TeS-2CFughI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vkzD7KOK6Qc/s400/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612820871093584402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going on. Will blog when I have the mood to do so.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthxbai, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5468658781314296525?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5468658781314296525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5468658781314296525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5468658781314296525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5468658781314296525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/kthxbai.html' title='kthxbai'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0mPzmF-AQM/TeS-2CFughI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vkzD7KOK6Qc/s72-c/i_will_be_back_soon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-1844562386889855647</id><published>2011-05-29T06:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:58:04.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos Barcelona! Visca el Barca! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZuFJlhbNVE/TeF_BjpzIoI/AAAAAAAAAn8/tinLSKSu6LI/s1600/16072010155edit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZuFJlhbNVE/TeF_BjpzIoI/AAAAAAAAAn8/tinLSKSu6LI/s320/16072010155edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611906275407504002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a Barcelona culé ♥.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always have and always will be one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm proud to be part of the &lt;b&gt;FC Barcelona culé&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo_jOJyszmY/TeF4X5h9HLI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E-yYQO3-4V0/s1600/tumblr_llxddh9c0p1qi21ns.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo_jOJyszmY/TeF4X5h9HLI/AAAAAAAAAnM/E-yYQO3-4V0/s400/tumblr_llxddh9c0p1qi21ns.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611898962655911090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got this off from Twitter before the match starts. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsxoFvMJYzg/TeGDzpB-7rI/AAAAAAAAAoE/VTKR0wFjrlM/s1600/Untitled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsxoFvMJYzg/TeGDzpB-7rI/AAAAAAAAAoE/VTKR0wFjrlM/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611911533891088050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did lift the trophy and have claimed their Champions League title for the fourth time and I am one of the many people witnessing it! So proud. If I ever had a chance to travel worldwide, Spain's Camp Nou would be one of my destination. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0J7GPP9kA/TeF4X0wgCvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/SpRbePmgBLk/s1600/FC-Barcelona-Logo-150x150.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZ0J7GPP9kA/TeF4X0wgCvI/AAAAAAAAAnE/SpRbePmgBLk/s400/FC-Barcelona-Logo-150x150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611898961374743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjoMBNygjfU/TeF7o2jk2SI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xiRxfIcOAzk/s1600/tumblr_llxdoxOpzg1qi21ns.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MjoMBNygjfU/TeF7o2jk2SI/AAAAAAAAAn0/xiRxfIcOAzk/s400/tumblr_llxdoxOpzg1qi21ns.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611902552450062626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man of the Match&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever charming Lionel Messi! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDQUuQ-x7qI/TeF4YhUnz7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/UqslTpVDgbQ/s1600/tumblr_llxdqydewT1qioezko1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDQUuQ-x7qI/TeF4YhUnz7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/UqslTpVDgbQ/s400/tumblr_llxdqydewT1qioezko1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611898973337407410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;b&gt;Pep Guardiola&lt;/b&gt; for assembling such a great team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Kmuk_VFTk8/TeF4YzRITqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/TszrBsgE_gQ/s1600/tumblr_llxdclXcdw1qh44nuo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Kmuk_VFTk8/TeF4YzRITqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/TszrBsgE_gQ/s400/tumblr_llxdclXcdw1qh44nuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611898978154598050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EUFA Championship League Champs 2011...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FC Barcelona!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYAjoa4TExs/TeF4Y9lLpaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/h_VQ4rrLWBs/s1600/tumblr_llxdm3Axt01qd803w.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYAjoa4TExs/TeF4Y9lLpaI/AAAAAAAAAnk/h_VQ4rrLWBs/s400/tumblr_llxdm3Axt01qd803w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611898980923057570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The amazing team that showed the world the sexiest way to play football! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF7LtY--S7o/TeF6zAQU69I/AAAAAAAAAns/xIWR8TC-YXY/s1600/tumblr_llxff7ai8r1qdtvcao1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF7LtY--S7o/TeF6zAQU69I/AAAAAAAAAns/xIWR8TC-YXY/s400/tumblr_llxff7ai8r1qdtvcao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611901627340745682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. all pictures are courtesy of Tumblr and FCBarcelona. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthxbai, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-1844562386889855647?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1844562386889855647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=1844562386889855647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1844562386889855647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/1844562386889855647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/vamos-barcelona-visca-el-barca.html' title='Vamos Barcelona! Visca el Barca! ♥'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZuFJlhbNVE/TeF_BjpzIoI/AAAAAAAAAn8/tinLSKSu6LI/s72-c/16072010155edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2692974252973781455</id><published>2011-05-23T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:59:28.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my updates, So far! :D</title><content type='html'>It took me forever to update this but the heck, I'm home and all that matter is sleep, proper meal, endless TV time and CHEAP movie tickets! SCORE! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I'm home since what, 2 weeks ago and my routine,so far? Sending my sister off to school, constantly doing my morning jog for 5 days in a row (jyeah you heard me!), sleep, eat and the usuals and the occasional outing with them brahs or them girls or just, him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So movies I've seen so far since my arrival here in beloved, sunny Kota Kinabalu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Priest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_D_adeJoY/TdnzphLfmuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/agCu29vj740/s1600/priest-movie-2011-poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_D_adeJoY/TdnzphLfmuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/agCu29vj740/s400/priest-movie-2011-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609782705473428194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This movie was actually good. Beyond good I might add. It was a bit depressing because you have to prepare your heart and yourself from jumping off the seat every now and then. Priest is all about Man and Vampires? Religion is in between but hey, even if you minus the whole religion factor, you still get an awesome movie. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RppyPSWnnAo/TdnzpteJgMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/f81arfdJTxo/s1600/Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-On-Stranger-Tides-Movie-Poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RppyPSWnnAo/TdnzpteJgMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/f81arfdJTxo/s400/Pirates-of-the-Caribbean-On-Stranger-Tides-Movie-Poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609782708772896962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I sat an entire 2 hours+ for this movie and all I can say is - its aight. Not that awesome but still good to watch. I would buy a DVD version of this and still watch it every now and then. What I have to say? They totally killed my innocent imagination of mermaid to their deceiving and dangerous version. T__T There are times that I yawn because of the talking or maybe the fact that I picked the 11pm show hence the yawning but the only thing that kept me glued to the movie was the story between Philip and Syrena the mermaid. Yes it did. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPt3DPOZwS4/Tdn_RsLFoTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/nhm38pTS-Fo/s1600/tumblr_llm51yBevM1qdjcwio1_250.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPt3DPOZwS4/Tdn_RsLFoTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/nhm38pTS-Fo/s400/tumblr_llm51yBevM1qdjcwio1_250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609795490247188786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This dude here, kept me glued throughout the movie! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Kongsi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2ItTZopodo/TdnzpQD16iI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vJVLflQrMFY/s1600/poster-kongsi-trace.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c2ItTZopodo/TdnzpQD16iI/AAAAAAAAAmE/vJVLflQrMFY/s400/poster-kongsi-trace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609782700877933090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I have been waiting for this movie for so long that I put such high expectation on it. They have such good trailer that I had to watch it. End result? Not that amusing but it was still funny with few flaws. I still &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; this movie thou despite the flaws. A lot of jokes every now and then but the stunts was a bit disappointing. However the car chase was not bad, totally made me delusional on wanting to join the police force just so I could drive the Police MPV Mitsu Evo! :D Even when he crashed those Police cars, we cheered our ass off because I have never seen any Malay movie so daring that they would sacrifice their police cars! (of course they didn't crash the Evo but the heck, its worth it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Thor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmWhJXLZ_1c/TdnzpECmtZI/AAAAAAAAAl8/BNZQrytdZZA/s1600/11475694-thor-movie-poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmWhJXLZ_1c/TdnzpECmtZI/AAAAAAAAAl8/BNZQrytdZZA/s400/11475694-thor-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609782697651516818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All I can say after this movie? I developed a new hobby - Star gazing, just in case another Thor decided to fell off from the sky! ngeh, just kidding. Whatever it is, I am willing to watch this movie over &lt;i&gt;and over and over&lt;/i&gt; and over again &lt;b&gt;just cause&lt;/b&gt;... Chris Hemsworth is sex. Sorry. Thou I didn't like the storyline, there's a hot dude running around in the movie. Now who would want to miss that? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4cZ7v-C204/Tdn_RblpN-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Uk-p0FH43KA/s1600/tumblr_ll9ufvfBYB1qcv1foo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4cZ7v-C204/Tdn_RblpN-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/Uk-p0FH43KA/s400/tumblr_ll9ufvfBYB1qcv1foo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609795485795170274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, Chris Hemsworth! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. FAST FIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGzVgnd4rDM/Tdnzo4dZyCI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZeG8cUFnja4/s1600/fast-five-movie-poster-02-405x600.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGzVgnd4rDM/Tdnzo4dZyCI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZeG8cUFnja4/s400/fast-five-movie-poster-02-405x600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609782694542690338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now above all, who would wanna miss this? Another installment to the Fast and Furious movie franchise. Nothing much to describe this movie, its funny, there's action, fast and luxurious car to rub it in our face and keep us envy and to put cherry on top of it, hot guys driving those cars - Vin Diesel, Paul Walker, hello?! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9NUicigixxs/Tdn_RBGmWUI/AAAAAAAAAms/nQQCL0ZghAQ/s1600/tumblr_lli1hy1n9y1qgyco5o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9NUicigixxs/Tdn_RBGmWUI/AAAAAAAAAms/nQQCL0ZghAQ/s400/tumblr_lli1hy1n9y1qgyco5o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609795478685636930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another factor that kept me glued to the screen, the whole time. Han and Gisele. I had a huge crush on Han (by Sung Kang) since Tokyo Drift and Gisele (played by Gal Gadot) she is so hot that even I can go lesbian over her! Just kidding! Whatever it is, I'm glad they brought in all the original cast member of this movie. Epic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx7GWvpVnqA/Tdn_RBdX0NI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ZVvk2THGQhU/s1600/tumblr_ll6cz5WWex1qgpuwzo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nx7GWvpVnqA/Tdn_RBdX0NI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ZVvk2THGQhU/s400/tumblr_ll6cz5WWex1qgpuwzo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609795478781153490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the never ending argument of how Han is even in this movie? When we clearly saw he died in that crash - Heck, the damn car blew up! Come on people, you can think of that on your own. In Tokyo Drift, he was riding with a different dude. Remember? Teaching that other dude how to drift and clearly that dude is no Paul Walker. At the end of Fast Five when Gisele ask him "didn't you want to go to Tokyo" and he answered, "We'll get there". My interpretation may say that TD is somewhat the last installment of F&amp;amp;F. Just saying. After all, when Vin Diesel came to the last scene on TD he made it clear how Han used to love muscle cars when he was riding with him. But on another note, according to Sung Kang Twitter, they did made a remake of this movie. I'm not sure how far true is that, if there is, I hope they don't kill this dude again! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9xphT42-5I/Tdn_Q6fHu_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/db4hoPCpAQA/s1600/tumblr_lkxqd9jL5p1qaswkuo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9xphT42-5I/Tdn_Q6fHu_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/db4hoPCpAQA/s400/tumblr_lkxqd9jL5p1qaswkuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609795476909439986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; get tired of this face &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;i&gt;melts&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(24, 24, 24); font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; -webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nuff said, this is the longest blog I've typed so far. Gotta go and thanks for reading my rants! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Pictures above are all taken from either Google image or Tumblr. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2692974252973781455?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2692974252973781455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2692974252973781455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2692974252973781455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2692974252973781455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-and-my-updates-so-far-d.html' title='Me and my updates, So far! :D'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D7_D_adeJoY/TdnzphLfmuI/AAAAAAAAAmU/agCu29vj740/s72-c/priest-movie-2011-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3761502564510713170</id><published>2011-05-10T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:48:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati dan Badan jauh terpisah.</title><content type='html'>It's 0133hrs. I am here procrastinating, when I should be studying. Apakan daya? Hati sudah berada di Kota Kinabalu tapi badanku ku masi berada di Shah Alam and yet I haven't sat for my Psychology paper lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I AM DOING NOW.... Internet and FUTURAMA on &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;reruns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6w6q_92HFZU/TcgmLJtp1BI/AAAAAAAAAls/Qx4tRXsP2PM/s1600/teettt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6w6q_92HFZU/TcgmLJtp1BI/AAAAAAAAAls/Qx4tRXsP2PM/s400/teettt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604771709290402834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6w6q_92HFZU/TcgmLJtp1BI/AAAAAAAAAls/Qx4tRXsP2PM/s1600/teettt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Under Futurama "&lt;i&gt;Decipher From Crop Circles&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Zoom... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini la jadual exam sya. Cool right? 3 hari berturut-turut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iWZYwR-6Vs/Tcgl7FR2W3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/m8iMOFI1UTk/s1600/teettt22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iWZYwR-6Vs/Tcgl7FR2W3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/m8iMOFI1UTk/s320/teettt22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604771433222134642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my, lamanya lagi nak balik, dah tak sabar dah nak balik and tidur on my own bed with the AC on. It's been really hot in Shah Alam lately after few days of rain. :( I miss the coldness in Shah Alam. Now its just hot and scorching hottttt... Ini pun dah pasang niat nak mandi lagi. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. Can't wait for 11.05.2011, 0920hrs KUL-BKI. Can't wait to be home! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3761502564510713170?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3761502564510713170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3761502564510713170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3761502564510713170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3761502564510713170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/hati-dan-badan-jauh-terpisah.html' title='Hati dan Badan jauh terpisah.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6w6q_92HFZU/TcgmLJtp1BI/AAAAAAAAAls/Qx4tRXsP2PM/s72-c/teettt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2157337359571290233</id><published>2011-05-08T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T13:22:45.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I'm happy that I was able to spend some time with my mum here in KL for 3 days 2 nights since she is only here in a short time. It's been a while since I went shopping and shopping with her is great. I didn't manage to get anything for me but as long as I get some stuffs for her and my siblings, thats all that matters. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I miss her already. I know I'm not a good daughter but I'm working on it mum. I am trying to make the best out of it to make both you and dad proud. I love you mum, thanks for having my back all these years. :')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgdvZCgLLZs/TcYm7FbCgiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9_bzugOPY74/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTItMjAxMTA1MDYtMTk0OS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-724221"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgdvZCgLLZs/TcYm7FbCgiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9_bzugOPY74/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTItMjAxMTA1MDYtMTk0OS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-724221" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604209582818886178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mom, I look at you&lt;br /&gt;and see a walking miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Your unfailing love without limit,&lt;br /&gt;your ability to soothe my every hurt,&lt;br /&gt;the way you are on duty, unselfishly,&lt;br /&gt;every hour, every day,&lt;br /&gt;makes me so grateful&lt;br /&gt;that I am yours, and you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;With open arms and open heart,&lt;br /&gt;with enduring patience and inner strength,&lt;br /&gt;you gave so much for me,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes at your expense.&lt;br /&gt;You are my teacher,&lt;br /&gt;my comforter, my encourager,&lt;br /&gt;appreciating all, forgiving all.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,&lt;br /&gt;but I don’t now, and I never will again.&lt;br /&gt;I know that everything I am today&lt;br /&gt;relates to you and your loving care.&lt;br /&gt;I gaze in wonder&lt;br /&gt;as I watch you being you—&lt;br /&gt;my miracle, my mother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Joanna Fuchs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Poems credit to &lt;a href="http://www.poemsource.com/mother-poems.html"&gt;poemsources.com&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry® Smartphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2157337359571290233?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2157337359571290233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2157337359571290233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2157337359571290233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2157337359571290233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgdvZCgLLZs/TcYm7FbCgiI/AAAAAAAAAkU/9_bzugOPY74/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTItMjAxMTA1MDYtMTk0OS5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-724221' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2435617431365279249</id><published>2011-05-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T00:32:05.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya penat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg9fQ1LUcmM/TcK_7mEzf-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/dsw30pswBLQ/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTAtMjAxMTA1MDUtMTIzMC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-750410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg9fQ1LUcmM/TcK_7mEzf-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/dsw30pswBLQ/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTAtMjAxMTA1MDUtMTIzMC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-750410" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603251916956205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What an odd place to park ur bicycle aint it? Teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnnnn* super sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that sitting for a continuous paper is so tiring. It's only been 2 days and tomorrow is the end of the 3 days strike and I'm off to KL to meet my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stay with her for the night and head back to Shah Alam the next day. OMG. The never ending cycle. I need to study for Psychology and I need help! A.S.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, gotta go. Be home in KK real soon! Holler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Ladies and Gents and my faithful follower and reader, if you wanna keep in touch or be updated with me, feel free to add me up in Twitter, @miszmag (you can look it up on the right bar under "Visit Me On") aite. :) be nice or I'll block you! ;) This is due to me will be neglecting my blog very very veryyyy soon for the terribly long holiday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag&lt;br /&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry® Smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2435617431365279249?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2435617431365279249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2435617431365279249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2435617431365279249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2435617431365279249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/saya-penat.html' title='Saya penat.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg9fQ1LUcmM/TcK_7mEzf-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/dsw30pswBLQ/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA0MTAtMjAxMTA1MDUtMTIzMC5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-750410' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-4654230537732842390</id><published>2011-05-03T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:34:27.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I declare WAR! :D</title><content type='html'>It is safe to say tomorrow, my war begins! Starting with Intro to Mass Communication, the next day Managerial Communication: Strategy and Application and the 3rd day, Principles of Interpersonal. Oh yeah, finally. The wait is now over. After 3 days, all I need to focus on is Psychology. I am really bad in Psychology. Help me! :S &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway here are some images I mucnhed out of my Twitter via Blackberry. :D &lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muajmjFk-%20Gs/Tb_9ofoWcsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/J3BrtbBt4WE/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNV8wM18xNDM1MzguanBn%253F%253D-737031"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muajmjFk-Gs/Tb_9ofoWcsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/J3BrtbBt4WE/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNV8wM18xNDM1MzguanBn%253F%253D-737031" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602475333599523522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jhqyYHQy2g/Tb_9ob6ygjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ZnZ38oFBXbA/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNV8wM18xNDMwNDYuanBn%253F%253D-737891"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jhqyYHQy2g/Tb_9ob6ygjI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ZnZ38oFBXbA/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNV8wM18xNDMwNDYuanBn%253F%253D-737891" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602475332603118130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Wish me luck, honeys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry® Smartphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-4654230537732842390?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4654230537732842390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=4654230537732842390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4654230537732842390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/4654230537732842390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/war-begins_03.html' title='I declare WAR! :D'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muajmjFk-Gs/Tb_9ofoWcsI/AAAAAAAAAj8/J3BrtbBt4WE/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNV8wM18xNDM1MzguanBn%253F%253D-737031' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2440345154417068818</id><published>2011-05-01T05:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T05:40:19.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study?!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello people, just a short update from me! I am suppose to go on hiatus but here I am, actively online! Teehee! Anyhoo~ I have been dragging myself back and forth to the library and to mcD just to utilize it fully on studying. Trust me I have been spending few days studying 3 subjects and I feel nauseated! Ini pun belum habis cover lagi, sebab bak kata Shadel, kalau nda ikhlas belajar, ilmu nda melekat di dada. Haha! Ini la ni, belajar, baca etc tp still nda jua masuk-masuk! Frantic!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am updating from McD seksyen 3 been here since 10pm, before 10 td di SR. mi gosh... sumpah ngatuk, tp nda pa, demi education sanggup! :P KONON~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Battery tinggal 31% lagi, oh noessss! Partner aku study pun tertidur-tidur sd di meja ni heehee! Maka yang lain, pg bernafas pla di luar neyh! LOL So here are some picutes to kill my boredom~!! Bubyeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shell and CMP UiTM collaboration badge~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXE3cbRZhFg/Tbx-5ovBxaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/bGXFxwssYDA/s1600/110501-051858.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXE3cbRZhFg/Tbx-5ovBxaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/bGXFxwssYDA/s320/110501-051858.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601491565194364322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boleh buat soup suda ni notes!!! :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjCbU7VAFDI/Tbx-5uB5X2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/dPOe8T_BH9k/s1600/110501-051841.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjCbU7VAFDI/Tbx-5uB5X2I/AAAAAAAAAjs/dPOe8T_BH9k/s320/110501-051841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601491566615682914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Managerial Comm!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezNf2S3bF-Y/Tbx-5U_KS4I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZS_exG0d_ss/s1600/110501-051828.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezNf2S3bF-Y/Tbx-5U_KS4I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZS_exG0d_ss/s320/110501-051828.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601491559893322626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gmbr malam sebelumnya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfm3uDRNR1g/Tbx-5LqiyzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fwo4lX_NvDY/s1600/110430-022607.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfm3uDRNR1g/Tbx-5LqiyzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/fwo4lX_NvDY/s320/110430-022607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601491557390928690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Partner study semeja + study di library, Iana!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYeHv2d8NgY/Tbx-42oH5jI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XMEYJOxNdYM/s1600/110501-051753.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYeHv2d8NgY/Tbx-42oH5jI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XMEYJOxNdYM/s320/110501-051753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601491551743632946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, cukup, tak payah byk2 gmbr! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...*check time* 0540hrs! teeettttt!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. gara-gara finals paper 3 days in a row :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2440345154417068818?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2440345154417068818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2440345154417068818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2440345154417068818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2440345154417068818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/study.html' title='Study?!!!'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rXE3cbRZhFg/Tbx-5ovBxaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/bGXFxwssYDA/s72-c/110501-051858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-2826543311234461154</id><published>2011-04-27T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:50:58.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelawar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its already the Final exam week and my paper hasn't started yet! Everyone else begins on the 20th/21st of April yet mine starts next month. I don't like long gaps, it makes me feel very lazy. I'm not the type that studies early, I am a very very very last minute person. Ask my friends, Hana and Elin. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like when people ask me to study, it's annoying, SERIOUSLY. I get mad very easily if someone asked me to study. Let me move by myself. I have my own self conscious too! So right now, I'm blogging doesn't mean I haven't start studying. I already covered Intro to Mass Comm and Interpersonal but I just need to make last minute notes to you know, read last minute! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't study in the morning/afternoon. I like to study at night. I love library but not during study week, everyone goes there "study". The place is so crowded in study week resulting to noise and heat in an air conditioned room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, just wanna let my facebook friends that I have deactivated my FB, too much of a distraction! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; All thats left is Twitter, Tumblr and Blogger which I rarely visit... except for Twitter of course, because I tweet excessively on my BB using Tweeker and UberSoc! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhooo... I love this photo, taken by me of course, yang masi amateur. heehee! The theme of this photo is Unity. Its for our final test and I was scratching my head to look for an idea and I ended up with this. The photo taken is not sharp but oh well, it works! Almost got full mark. 4/5 not bad for a noob huh? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv7w2NT5Il8/Tbe7zRIi1CI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6Ci3OLMDXcg/s200/IMG_7368edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600151151105463330" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This photo is taken in Bentong, as Oscar mum named it, Durian Outing! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUWILlIv8Ho/Tbe7yaqndLI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bCo2CArFJdg/s200/IMG_7647edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600151136484422834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are my friends, candid! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dh0prhvqtKE/Tbe7yzXJLAI/AAAAAAAAAjE/-Um4C3idcnU/s200/IMG_7729edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600151143113632770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps. there more actually but im too lazy to do it now. talk to u guys soon! when I'm rajin ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-2826543311234461154?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2826543311234461154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=2826543311234461154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2826543311234461154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/2826543311234461154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/kelawar.html' title='Kelawar.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv7w2NT5Il8/Tbe7zRIi1CI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6Ci3OLMDXcg/s72-c/IMG_7368edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8497379802658617784</id><published>2011-04-25T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:43:57.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Monday, already?</title><content type='html'>Yes, my period month is almost here and the mood swing came along just fine as well. So yes, I am not in a good mood today. Really, everyone has his or her patience, don't test them especially if you know that person is having a problem and you know it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I found a new side of me. I can be impulsive. I just didn't show it bcz its not worth it. I will if something cross the border line again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the ants are distracting me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, right now I'm in UiTM, looking at all these people "studying" and yeah they do it good, sleeping on the table and leaving their bags unattended. So unthoughtful. Not to mention the parking space. Lol. UiTM, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a lil something-something I munched out from my twitter before I continue study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31Q7WSh52ts/TbTwzuKlGwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7oRDQXQ71t8/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNF8yNV8xMTI3MzQuanBn%253F%253D-758032"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31Q7WSh52ts/TbTwzuKlGwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7oRDQXQ71t8/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNF8yNV8xMTI3MzQuanBn%253F%253D-758032" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599365008084769538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;br /&gt;Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8497379802658617784?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8497379802658617784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8497379802658617784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8497379802658617784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8497379802658617784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-is-monday-already.html' title='Today is Monday, already?'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31Q7WSh52ts/TbTwzuKlGwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7oRDQXQ71t8/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FbXVuY2hfMjAxMV8wNF8yNV8xMTI3MzQuanBn%253F%253D-758032' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-8161625645165108232</id><published>2011-04-24T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:54:10.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>While Tumblr'ing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljv41qSprr1qilbflo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 454px; height: 186px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljv41qSprr1qilbflo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljv41qSprr1qilbflo1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;EVERYDAY. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-8161625645165108232?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8161625645165108232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=8161625645165108232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8161625645165108232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/8161625645165108232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/while-tumblring.html' title='While Tumblr&apos;ing...'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-5567088510989950222</id><published>2011-04-24T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:28:06.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For once...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just for once, I'm thinking...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouldn't it be awesome if I only have to share my love for my family and my friends and towards everything around me? The tress, the nature, the animals, the environment, the poor people, the homeless... Share my love to them and NOT to a significant person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why would people bother be in love anyway? News flash, besides the warm hugs and kisses, the "so-call-endless" attention, you'll end up arguing, end up misunderstanding, not to mention being CHEATED on. Why bother signing up to such thing call love towards a significant someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk2hmm53qX1qj789io1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk2hmm53qX1qj789io1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wished, just for once, I can go away to a far away place and start over. Just by myself. Without the silly chase towards love. All I want is to be alone and be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still am sitting here and as I'm typing, I regret the first time I even bother to open my heart and let some stranger into my life. It begins with him and my stupidity. Kids huh? Regret comes and all I can think of is... IF I NEVER HAD OPEN MY HEART TO ANYONE... I wouldn't be this pathetic. I would have a lot of things to talk of apart of love love love and more lame rants about love and how I regret knowing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, all I want now is to be somewhere else, new and fresh and I don't need to be stuck here and had awkward bump into another ex of mine and seeing how happy they are with their new love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="349" height="226" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q8WtlbwQh8Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I want ride on a hot air balloon and fly me far far away from this place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-5567088510989950222?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5567088510989950222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=5567088510989950222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5567088510989950222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/5567088510989950222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-once.html' title='For once...'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q8WtlbwQh8Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-3494851591667310133</id><published>2011-04-23T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T19:15:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test.</title><content type='html'>This is an attempt to hack your blogger!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No I&amp;#39;m just kidding. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;br&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; Smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-3494851591667310133?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3494851591667310133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=3494851591667310133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3494851591667310133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/3494851591667310133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/test.html' title='Test.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-6250619534509275097</id><published>2011-04-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:38:04.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All thats left is fragmented memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="350" height="227" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another brilliant short mv from Wong Fu Production. This time its about relationship. In interpersonal class, we're always told how relationship goes through stages - it is either it escalates or deescalates. Whatever it is, it was always painful to sit in class and listen to various reason why a relationship ended and why partner choose to deceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I study human emotions and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but I find it hard to practice what I learn. Sometimes, I wish those who are so cold hearted learn a thing or two about human emotions and relationship as well. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this wasn't my point of blogging. I posted this video because I was thinking of all the stages we've been through. ALL OF IT. After the final stage, break up, we tried so hard to reach back for what we have lost hopefully it gets back like it used to... But usually, it didn't turn out so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stages: The strangers, the chase, honeymoon, comfort zone, tolerance, downhill and finally the break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when the video is playing, all I can think of is what we've both been through. From the very first moment I wished you happy birthday and Selamat Hari Raya on your Friendster page... The rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss us, the old us. Sometimes change has to occur and yes, it always end with 2 options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I find myself constantly blaming myself over all these arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-6250619534509275097?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6250619534509275097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=6250619534509275097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6250619534509275097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/6250619534509275097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-thats-left-is-fragment-of-memories.html' title='All thats left is fragmented memories.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-7501269754326851111</id><published>2011-04-22T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:22:13.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljw65p7BsU1qzwyfio1_400.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljw65p7BsU1qzwyfio1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me time to figure out what I want to blog about actually until one incident happen and I find it intimidating. Suddenly I remembered, I used to be that girl.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are young and in love, we thought to ourselves, he/she is the one. THE ONE that we are going to be with for the rest of our lives. We start to look for astrology signs to see if we're compatible or not, we start to take cute pictures like those we see in tumblr and photobuckets, we start too look for quotes and post it all over our social network page... All those cute gesture you can think of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly, we break up and soon after that we'll find another one to mend the broken heart. It's a growing process and depends on the person itself. Some took years to move on, some took months to move on, some took weeks and some took days to recover...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The funny thing about girls is, we always have each other back no matter how sure we are of the outcomes. We know the man is cheating but we say "He'll change". We know how bossy he is but we say "No, he is just having a bad day". We know how lame he is but we say "He's just shy". We always have each other back no matter how the boyfriends are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I read her status regarding love, I thought to myself how I regretted my own decisions back then. Why did I want to fall in love? Its natural to feel the affection but why did I do it anyway? Was it because of peer pressure? Was it because of the media influence? What was it that made me want to have a significant other? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know that I signed up for the wrong things in life. This is where it begins, having parents or family disapproved your partner, have stupid arguments, have public humiliation arguments, starting to developed jealousy, hating on other girls that was hitting on your boyfriend, having dumped because of the third party presence.... Why did I sign up for all of these?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For over 8 years of my relationship experience, I starting to think and feel regret. If I had reserve my heart for someone in the future, maybe the damage won't be this much? Why did I let peer pressure get to me? Why did I let myself get influence by the media? Why did I let myself end up to such pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljwekbuBkX1qgujfno1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljwekbuBkX1qgujfno1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they said "Man knows best", sometimes it just intimidates me. When man knows best happen, I started to worry what my fate would be? Will I be just another toy? Because it already did happen. I was an old toy, tossed away because of the existence of another new toy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about the female feelings? When MAN criticize its okay but if woman criticize then its wrong? What if your hairstyle really don't suit you? What if your dressing bores us too just like how you say woman bores you with the same outfit? Where is the Man knows best in this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless to say, there were happy moments in every relationship I had but it never did last long. Happy was just a temporary feeling. The thing that comes afterwards were permanent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then someone finally said to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"you will find someone who truly loves you, who will respect you and when that times come, he will love you until you naik muak with the love he showered you with..." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her advice somehow gave me hope. Seeing how happy she were after all those bad relationship, I decided that I shouldn't regret, maybe I just haven't found the right one yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljw64d0mwX1qzwyfio1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 71px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljw64d0mwX1qzwyfio1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite all the bad relationship I had with them, I made few good ones with their family and friends. Maybe someday I'll find someone who truly knows how to respect me, share my point of views and tried to correct me in a right manner. Not by saying all the bad things to me and act like nothing is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgljxqyt41qzgt9no1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 320px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgljxqyt41qzgt9no1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I think I should reserve my heart to someone who truly deserves it. For all I know, I don't want to jump into another relationship like I always did and cause myself severe injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. I quote a dear friend of mine, "So in the end, love is love lah." =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-7501269754326851111?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7501269754326851111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=7501269754326851111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7501269754326851111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/7501269754326851111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/less-than-3.html' title='Less than 3.'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3007586867447064659.post-414838906242866274</id><published>2011-04-20T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:50:03.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/kta/lowres/ktan291l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/kta/lowres/ktan291l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I'm feeling pathetic again. Exam week is here and I hadn't touch my books. My exam is running for 3 days in a row and I'm acting like I know it. Truth is, I don't and I'm scared.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, something was playing in my mind. I was reading certain someone comments about something and that certain someone had an obsession towards girls who are pretty. I for once never feel like I couldn't measure up to that expectation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all the words that certain someone said to me, for all the things that certain someone did to me, didn't make me feel any better. It only causes damage to my self esteem and my self confidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to have a really good figure, ever since those hurtful words thrown at me, I slowly rejected all this feminine side of me. I started to eat more, I gained weight, I stopped wearing make ups, I stopped wearing accessories, I stopped trying to look better, I stopped shopping, I stopped looking for the right heels to go with that nice clothes I saw. I stopped being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really get to me and now all I'm end up is a body that won't lose its weight anymore, I look like a barrel. My hair is out of place, My face is always plain, I'm always wearing the same tshirt and jeans all the time. I'm a plain jane and yes, I'm a boring person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the heck... Its not like anyone is gonna ever make me feel better about myself anymore. All that certain someone has been talking about how pretty those other girls are... While I'm right in front of him, feeling really small, intimidated and finally transparent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hello, PATHETIC Mag. I never thought you could make your life as pathetic as it is. Sad sad sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off, Mag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3007586867447064659-414838906242866274?l=miszmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/feeds/414838906242866274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3007586867447064659&amp;postID=414838906242866274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/414838906242866274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3007586867447064659/posts/default/414838906242866274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miszmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/plain-jane.html' title='Plain Jane'/><author><name>Miss Mag ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10394858738163366216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j0vPh0MTqag/TcfKpyjnKXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AWNHvLkesq4/s220/189824_10150114171711920_639446919_6895017_3995338_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
