<?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-1848124588538180403</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:44:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE JOURNEY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-2531494464007354497</id><published>2010-04-18T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T07:01:20.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up</title><content type='html'>now dat im attached ive neva felt sooo happpi but yet when things doesnt go as planned,i will surely missed my life bein singlee and soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo carefree..im thinking twice right now..shld i stay or go..it has onli been a few mths of relationship and now im starting to feel the doubtfulness...wad i have for him is it sympathy?love or just plain satifying each needs of satisfaction...but im tired of satisfaction and fantasizing..cause its time to be back to reality where we need money..and for me to make a choice between loving u which means sacrification is needed and im back to single hood and be independant i guess i rather choose option number 2...cause my life is deteriorating ever seems i meet u..yes its a sign of regrets but im just giving it time to work out..hmm i guess im just not ready to be in a commitment.. leave me alone can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-2531494464007354497?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2531494464007354497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/fucked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/2531494464007354497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/2531494464007354497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/fucked-up.html' title='fucked up'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-53101944047309107</id><published>2010-03-02T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T04:58:58.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALLLLLLLLL POINTS DOWN TO MY FAULT...U NEVA TRUST ME AFTER THAT INCIDENT..Y EVEN BOTHER TO TALK TO ME??CALL ME IMMATURE??TAK BERTIMBANG RASA? CAUSE I DON GIVE A FUCK BOUT WAD U TINK ANYMORE AS IM LEADING MY OWNN LIFE ANYWAY...UR ADVICES ARE LIKE USED TISSUE ANYWAY...I DON NEED UR FREAKING LOVE *MUMMY DEAREST*..I SWEAR ITS TRUE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-53101944047309107?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/53101944047309107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/03/alllllllll-points-down-to-my-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/53101944047309107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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FINANCE PROBLEM..U GUYS THINK DAT IM A HAPPY GO LUCKY PERSON IS IT..I AINT UR BLOODY BANKER OKIE IM JUST A GIRL WHO HAPPENS TO WORK AND HAVE GOOD MANAGEMENT OF MONEY EVEN THOUGH MY PAY CAN BARELY COVER A MONTH NEEDS..HAIZZZ...I EVEN CANNOT EAT SINCE I HAVE TO USED UP DAT MONEY TO BORROW U GUYS OKIE...AND NOT DAT U GUYS CAN PAY ASAP INSTEAD U GUYS KEEP BORROWING BORROWING AND BORROWING..ORG SURUH CARIK KERJA CEREWET LAH PULAK..TYPICAL SIMPLE MINDED ASSHOLES...EH TAKDER KERJA TAKDER DUIT LAH BODOH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM VENTING IT OUT HERE CAUSE I DON HAVE ANYONE TO RELY ON..NOT NOW!!CAUSE UNLIKE SOMEONE IM ALL ON MY OWN..DON BLAME ME IF I WILL BE SUCHH A BITCH TO U..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5590763393843120590?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-7677557646082430240</id><published>2010-01-22T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:16:13.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"THEY" had an argument again...i hate it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;wheneva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; happens cause i cant help much to comfort her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; she see in him cause all i see is a big monster hidden in a wolfs clothing...SIMPLY HYPOCRITE just like her father..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" &gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; happens to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" &gt;bein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; honest and understanding towards each other feelings..cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" &gt;dats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; love where i don &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" &gt;tink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; big sacrifice is needed until it jeopardise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" &gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; own family relationship or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" &gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; career...but then again it takes two hands to clap to make it happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" &gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" &gt;aint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; putting the blame on him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" &gt;onli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; but also her own stupidity...untill den i just have to pretend like noting happen and act as if everything is alrite or hoping dat it will be alrite...other den dat i actualli had some minor problems dat needs to be solved which includes financial..gosh..it all points down to money..is it realli true dat money cant buy love cause i totalli disagree...cause money brings happiness and prosperity...soo yah...other den dattt...wateva it is i hope dey last long if onli dey can talk things out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;besides dat.....i don know y i have dat someone in my mind...my urge is to just get his number and get to know him butt i realli don know wad is stopping me cause im just scared  i guess..the trauma i had have not been recovered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;other den dat...notng much have been happening..i just wanna say dat working just sucks lah...i dread goin to work..i miss those times where i just have to sit down and listen..i will come back to those days...in a yr time after my bond...i cant wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;im sitting here recalling the memories i have with my x old frens..oh gosh i was like omg..we are all grown up alreadi..is either dey are engaged or settling down..dey used to be teenagers..omg..the times of arguments and childishness...which reminds me..i saw her in hospital just now..i wanted soo much to just say sorri but i don know wads stopping me.i guess it not the rite time...dey say apologising is d hardest words and i guess dat true even though it is a humble act and not to forget a wise one....i guess some things are just meant to be left alone...and just get along wif the things dat comes along in life..u get over it and move on...learn from it and don repeat the mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and also i was in a jealousy mode yesterdae but i realli realli feels dat its time for me to move onnn and just be frens.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-7677557646082430240?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7677557646082430240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7677557646082430240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7677557646082430240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-5293525098914779803</id><published>2010-01-21T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:41:57.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz cancel my 150 dollars ticket or make more money</title><content type='html'>morning morning singaporeans....its 1022 hrs and amzingly im wide awake..im coughing to due the super cold weather lahhh..luckily i don have to work..omg it will be such a dread...anyway talking bout work..im in such a dilema...11 12 13 im suppose to do nites...but on the 13 i have my batam trip...and dere is absolutely no one who wants to change wif me as it is chinese new yr...taking mc is my only options...but den i told my sister dat ive rrequested it alreadi...hmmmm if onli =just if onliii i can have dat day off i promise to be good...im soo stressed sei...i don care its gonna be big hassle...especially for rathi...at least let me do my 2 nites and den my last nite it will be mc lorrrrr............haiz i neva want to do this but i have tooo...im sooo sorrii my colleagues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that...i had the shock of my life sei...my brother gf is his childhood fren..okieee..hif gf adik alsooo used to be my fren....and den my bestest best fren bf fren is my brother gf adik frens....TAKE DAT!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5293525098914779803?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5293525098914779803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiz-cancel-my-150-dollars-ticket-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5293525098914779803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5293525098914779803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiz-cancel-my-150-dollars-ticket-or.html' title='haiz cancel my 150 dollars ticket or make more money'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-5198538598466639346</id><published>2010-01-21T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T04:03:12.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 yrs of living and feeling sooo  emo</title><content type='html'>19 yrs of living in this holy place called earth...being born in a coutry whereby its the size of my mole on my eye...living in a culture of love and traditions but i don see it nowadays...even though it was suppose to be rich in culture but den it has turn other wise..i see ppl imitating the western style where deres no respect,deres no differeciating the genders and not to forget the kindness dat was suppose to be expressed...teenagers nowadys think sooooooo differently..it is soooo different that even though im onli 19 i can see the age gap.a sec 1 can get pregnant..a primary 6 child bein raped by its own father..omg what has the world turn into..i guess the end of the world is coming...&lt;br /&gt;the word love dat brings soo much hatred in ppl to the extend that dey use black magic just to feel love and be in love...greediness selfishness and vengeance is all i see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh i know y am i soo philosophical all of a sudden but just maybe its time to think it thru...its time to face all this discriminations and the in justiness...and when the women are bein demeaning to themselve and guys bein alll materialistic or tooo egoistic...wadeva happen to SIMPLICITY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other den dat... LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE OF LIFE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5198538598466639346?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5198538598466639346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/19-yrs-of-living-and-feeling-sooo-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5198538598466639346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5198538598466639346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/19-yrs-of-living-and-feeling-sooo-emo.html' title='19 yrs of living and feeling sooo  emo'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1486094764055079434</id><published>2010-01-13T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:21:38.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DREAD</title><content type='html'>hello....its been some time dat i last updated my blog...well noting much have been happening..as usual life justtt have to make it dramatic and crappy....dats when it hit eu life sucks..and honestly working world isnt fun...its true ive regretted bein a slacker during sch times...basically work sucks lahh..&lt;br /&gt;besides dat..in terms of relationship...frens shld be okieee lah...stil hanging on to them.. boyfrens??nahhh still living my lovely singlehood mingling around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me??typically my life is a little bit boring..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1486094764055079434?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1486094764055079434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-day-another-dread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1486094764055079434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1486094764055079434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-day-another-dread.html' title='ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DREAD'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-2923661530037135414</id><published>2009-12-25T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:44:06.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fined!</title><content type='html'>HAIRPY MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!ITS D DAY WE EXCHANGE OF PRESENTS..UNFORTUNATELY I DO NOT CELEBRATE IT..YAHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTING MUCH HAVE BEEN HAPPENING TO ME..HEE YEAH RITE..i was bloody FINED for littering....300 bucks gone just like dat man..haiz...i was at the edge of a building hoping for the money to drop down on my hands..in the end it was solved somehow someway....but i will neva ever forget how it was earned my god...leh taubat babe...and i promised to neva ever waste my money..money is sooooooo powerful...it can changed a person..as for me for a betta person i guess...the the day i was fined was the day after my bithday...woahhhhhhhhh...this kind of memories will neva be erased...i can neva forget the expression of the guy dat fined "us"..i went hysterical dats for sure....right ehem......soo yah other dan that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work..hmmmmm another stressful topic..well the system shld neva never changed to taking 12 pts..look at how it goes...we are back to having more mc rates...oh im not one of dem dats for sure...stupid or wad..luckily i was in night shift when dis happens..so i was not affected buy then it came to me dat i will be having no more nights..omg...soo i will taking 12 pts..omg omg..dey shld have just stick to 9 ptts..dere was no mc rates and we were happy coming for work...haiyooo dumb dumb dumber...yah dats all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frens??same old same old bunch of frens...im starting to miss my ite colleagues though..especially my cp group which will be kak j,mag,huijuan,sarras poovli fendi hafa,serene!!!,yah etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me...fucked up dats for sure my slowly and steady im getting the taste of blissful life...my priority is dere and striving for it no matter wad...love life??i don have one..yah well call me a heartless one but maybe its not the right time yet wadeva..i don need one anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-2923661530037135414?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-5625276137323245534</id><published>2009-12-19T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T05:35:41.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!4 the moment!!</title><content type='html'>WOAH IM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!okie22 erm let me start wif work nite work nite and working nite...omg...its like i don see the sun anymore cause by the time sun rises i will be asleep!!im soooooo sorry dat ive not been updating but i was kindda of settling down with my frens and family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work:yeahh it sucks but heyyy after getting the bonus i was like WOAH!!!!!!!!!!1I LOVE WORKING!!!TERJATUH BABE TERJATUH!!and not to forget my colleagues..yahhh dere are super duper nice bitchy shit asss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself:still misses sch life and guess wad ill be pursueing to private o next yr just so dat i can get a diploma....as for frens...alah some of them are worth to keep and some of them unfortunately are bein thrown away...no harsh feelings though...i need to move on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love life??as usual suck at it...but im lovin it..eeeh eeh mestilahh single can mingle..for wad i need to be serious in a realtionship??such commitment are nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gross???soo yahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends dat are missed and loved :faizana, lina titi, fir yah u erm...yup dats all oh and for those who wished me a happy birrthday!!!TANKIU TANKIU U ARE APPRECIATED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the haters out there??buat aper kau nk buang masa tak suka org tulah and carik pasal when u can make peace kan2...gadoh2 buat drama mama aper hal...free sangat ehk..sudahlahhh suah2 jelahhh *peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5625276137323245534?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5625276137323245534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back4-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5625276137323245534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5625276137323245534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back4-moment.html' title='im back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!4 the moment!!'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-3077922473247404829</id><published>2009-09-24T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:22:56.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>hello hello............i know i know its been sometime dat ive not done any updates but im feeling kindd lazy u see..i will onli do it when some drama has happen which is wad i kinnda need to vent it out..i lve lst the stupid president challenge card..wth wth..police report hereeee  i comeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh besides that since now it is the raya period.that doesnt mean dat i wanna jln raya also okieeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-3077922473247404829?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3077922473247404829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3077922473247404829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3077922473247404829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-8737868466235391067</id><published>2009-08-28T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:14:21.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ppl...i know ive not been updating forawhile but ive been feeling quite occupied with certain situations..&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DON UNDERSTAND y cant i take my frens xbf side when after our day out i finally realised dat he deserves a betta gerl after all...im sad dat our friendship has turn out dis way..just because u cant accept that u suck at PRORITISIN UR NEEDS...this is reality...NO MONEY NO TALK..U WANT RESPECT U GAIN ONE..AND WAD GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...stupid human..haish..uve realli made me sad..al u want is drama drama drama..im afraid from wad i can see ure asking for it...such plastic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sad to see evrybodys changing and i don know y...........more updates soon okieeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-8737868466235391067?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8737868466235391067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-ppl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8737868466235391067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8737868466235391067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-8748696909389563384</id><published>2009-08-17T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:05:09.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOTTA FEELING!!!!</title><content type='html'>IM FEELING TO&lt;br /&gt;1)START EVERITING ANEW&lt;br /&gt;2)MISS HIM&lt;br /&gt;3)DOING SOME GD DEEDS&lt;br /&gt;4)LESSEN MY BITCHING MOMENTS&lt;br /&gt;5)DO SOME VOLUNTEERING STUFF(50/50)&lt;br /&gt;6)GET NEW CAMERA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-8748696909389563384?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8748696909389563384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8748696909389563384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8748696909389563384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I GOTTA FEELING!!!!'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-8911623694346445218</id><published>2009-07-13T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T04:08:56.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FCUKKKKK</title><content type='html'>i wont be updating for awhile since my shitty roster is out...wad d hell...3 nights in a mth...grrrr..tk boleh nampak aku senang ah...and maisarah is in a very very very BAD MOOD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-8911623694346445218?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8911623694346445218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/07/fcukkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8911623694346445218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/8911623694346445218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/07/fcukkkkk.html' title='FCUKKKKK'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1608640573962522606</id><published>2009-06-22T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:58:10.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L</title><content type='html'>hello....i have to actualli plan to update my blog for at least a post every week becauseeeee ermmm nahh rather keep it to myself..just soo let u guys know my lovey dovey loyal readers that im missing my irritating jackass which will be by the name of...haha..lets keep it confidential shall we???  oh ya...since my freaking ppd is low i know babe dat u are happily reading this sooo i cant go on the 9 lah..work work work..maybe next time???whaha which will be in a million zillion years...hmmm by the time well i will sing lagu menunggu utk mu okieeeeee babe..hahaha...ermm besides that..im counting down to PAYDAY!!!!!!!haha cant wait to go out wif that YATIIIIIIIIIIIIII hahahaha...and then i will go out wif u k k hafiz.....and den just maybe when my stupid jackass is back,and i will spend nite an day with him hahah yeah riteee...okie wadeva mai..like soo emo shit lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well noting much to update lah basically..just dat ive been seeing some old frens like sarrasswathy,erm.................other than that...i will be starting nite agaiin...wad a dread!...other than that LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS babe...see i was rite...freaking police guy just have to complicate things again butt the best thing i did was.to reply.."yeah wadeva..ar u done cause im bored with u n ur drama stories"hahahah..MEMBER TERGAMAM!!!HAHAHAokok bitch u more bout him wokayyyy..i miss u lah  minah...hahahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1608640573962522606?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1608640573962522606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1608640573962522606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1608640573962522606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful.html' title='B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-384982190610459321</id><published>2009-06-15T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T04:41:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>killing two birds with a stone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;nite and day i think of him and her..i wonder how are u guys now..there could have been about just us but i guess u ar rite...u love trouble..u just love to make urself complicated den u alreadi are..i guess bein an ass is like an ecstasy to u...u just love it dat way hah..one advise man..GROW UP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;i thought u were different..i wish u were different  den but apparently some things can neva change..i don blame u k "syg"....causee ive been trying tooo god damn hard to make things MY way...i know if u read this u will be like ringing my hp away..but boy ive got news for you.im changing everiting from my hp numbers to my dreams dat ive told u about...and i don think u will even have the time to read my post sooo i guess u need to rely on ur so called "informers"if u even hv one though...it was alwaes about u bein bored or complicated u depressing chap...haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;psssst:remember not too be such a jackass cause it is starting to bore me u toyol...(*_*)hint hint whooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-384982190610459321?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/384982190610459321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/killing-two-birds-with-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/384982190610459321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/384982190610459321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/killing-two-birds-with-stone.html' title='killing two birds with a stone..'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-515074922279809829</id><published>2009-06-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:52:00.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU RETURN TO ME FOR FUN LAUGHTER AND JOY,BUT U COME BACK TO HER JUST FOR FUN</title><content type='html'>alrite readerssss.....sooo recent update bout me will beee...busy busy busy with work like duh...and i seem to have night shift for like evry week man...im starting to think like might as well have a permanent night rite.....but i rather have permanent morning cause time passess sooo much more faster..oh well either way work sucks..i work for the money and serving my bond dats y...if not i would rather hit the books...hahax....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since ive been busy with work,somebody i know have been busy with his new gf ahhhh...or shld i say u ar using her..hahaha..isk2..perangai cb but oh well wadeva rocks his world man...kan kan kan RIDHUAN..haha..kau mesti benci aku kan selepas nie...as for the gerll hmmm.....well wad shld i say love come and goes man....other than dat...i have been in contact with this guy fai..gosh he cracks me up!!!!hahax...like the other time he called me byyyyyyy..hahax...wokay dats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for friends...sad to say ive not been in contact with dem cause im having some difficulties now...but dey understand..somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically ive been goin to work...chat on the phone wif fai till late nights the i will wake up at around eleven plus and den just slack....by eating macs and serving the net...gosh i know boring like fcuk.....oh well...at least this life is sooo much more betta den work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo depressed with work dat i cant be bothered to do the updating of io charts..attitude riteeeeee..oh well like might as well deyve been  bitching bout me anyway...soooo fcuk offf suckers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-515074922279809829?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/515074922279809829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-return-to-me-for-fun-laughter-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/515074922279809829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/515074922279809829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-return-to-me-for-fun-laughter-and.html' title='YOU RETURN TO ME FOR FUN LAUGHTER AND JOY,BUT U COME BACK TO HER JUST FOR FUN'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-4502130586422760400</id><published>2009-06-03T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:42:34.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U WANT ATTENTION?URE GETTING ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;SCREW SCREW &amp;amp; JUZ SCREWWWWWWWWWWWW EEEEU!!!DESCRIBE U  MOST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ASSFUCKER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;CLUSTERFUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;DICKHEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;EWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FUGLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;GOOCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;HOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;IRRITATING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;JACKASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;KUNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;LOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;MOTHER FUCKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;NUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;PUSSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;RETARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;SHITHEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;TARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;WHOREBAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;******(^__^)*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM JUST HAPPI FOR EUUU CAUSE LIKE I SAID....NOT EVERYONE GETS WAD THEY WANT...JUSTTTT FOR EU WHORE,IM GRANTING UR WISH...WHICH IS ATTENTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-4502130586422760400?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4502130586422760400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/u-want-attentionure-getting-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4502130586422760400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4502130586422760400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/06/u-want-attentionure-getting-one.html' title='U WANT ATTENTION?URE GETTING ONE'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-4117000784713381600</id><published>2009-05-23T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T05:12:10.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JALAN JALAN CARIK MAKAN!!!! ICEKIMO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shfl0Zl79iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HTW6xBUV9lk/s1600-h/GEDC0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shfl0Zl79iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HTW6xBUV9lk/s320/GEDC0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338988571656975906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfnNNoxazI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9twkGbtn3rk/s1600-h/GEDC0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfnNNoxazI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9twkGbtn3rk/s320/GEDC0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338990097455999794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shflnewz2PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/61wuH2oAVJE/s1600-h/GEDC0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shflnewz2PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/61wuH2oAVJE/s320/GEDC0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338988349706459378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfmUT6KtNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VzlOgGafuNk/s1600-h/GEDC0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfmUT6KtNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VzlOgGafuNk/s320/GEDC0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338989119887029458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LICIN BABE MAKAN!!!! BUT HERE COMES THE BEST PART... DAH MAKAN APER LAGY LEPAK!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfmqSM7GNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/63YiEEyyNYA/s1600-h/GEDC0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShfmqSM7GNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/63YiEEyyNYA/s320/GEDC0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338989497385949394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shfm4EWqRqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7XbsYwfKNTY/s1600-h/GEDC0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shfm4EWqRqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7XbsYwfKNTY/s320/GEDC0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338989734186862242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-4117000784713381600?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4117000784713381600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/jalan-jalan-carik-makan-icekimo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4117000784713381600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4117000784713381600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/jalan-jalan-carik-makan-icekimo.html' title='JALAN JALAN CARIK MAKAN!!!! ICEKIMO!!!'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Shfl0Zl79iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HTW6xBUV9lk/s72-c/GEDC0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1029605265531457617</id><published>2009-05-22T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:15:20.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana,geneva;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Goes On&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should go before the rest of you&lt;br /&gt;Break not a flower&lt;br /&gt;Nor inscribe a stone&lt;br /&gt;Nor when I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Speak in a Sunday voice&lt;br /&gt;But be the usual selves&lt;br /&gt;That I have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana,geneva;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weep if you must&lt;br /&gt;Parting is hell&lt;br /&gt;But life goes on&lt;br /&gt;So .... sing as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1029605265531457617?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1029605265531457617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-goes-on-if-i-should-go-before-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1029605265531457617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1029605265531457617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-goes-on-if-i-should-go-before-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-3296456736429881935</id><published>2009-05-20T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:26:13.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fat obese me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShS7sRi4pOI/AAAAAAAAADo/AToqDerNTBs/s1600-h/fat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShS7sRi4pOI/AAAAAAAAADo/AToqDerNTBs/s320/fat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338097827639239906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey....ppl..i know ive not been updating for awhile but...just that ive been quite busy with work...ermmm nothing much happen..i went out wif one of my gf thought to this place called ICEKIMO!!!gerek....ill upload the photos soon...okie less talking and wad u see is wad u get okieee..other den that..life is B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well somethings i wish to achieve is on DIET!!!!omg i ve been putting on weight lah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-3296456736429881935?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3296456736429881935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/fat-obese-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3296456736429881935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3296456736429881935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/fat-obese-me.html' title='fat obese me!!!!'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ShS7sRi4pOI/AAAAAAAAADo/AToqDerNTBs/s72-c/fat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-371815768578025613</id><published>2009-05-14T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:46:25.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFESSIONS FOR BEIN AS ARSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hi ppl..here i am trying to express out my feelings like any human do...well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lets start out wif my life..yeh2 its has not been great especiially when it comes to love and friends but...this journey of bad experience have taught me to be more wise n fast making decisions in life..i never thought that being true to ourselvess can sometimes bring more enemies den friends but it is the few number of friends that actualli IS loyal n TRUE friends to spend time with..yah well... and i was like bloghopping when each blog have brought a smile to my face from ear to ear...oh howww ironic life can be...like a jolly rollecroaster ride..scary yet can be soooo fun to have a ride in it..hmmm..honestly..some moments i cant even recognise my own self for bein alive...its shld be one of those days that i feel crappy like duh!!!like now cause tomorrow im WORKING....okok...my love life........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;well...like any other formula of love it is when a boy meet gerl,get to know each other fall in love den go thru the challenges of love n dats when everiting does not seems soo beautiful n both party gets hurt....well dat formula onli applies to me...because i was tooo SHALLOW n NAIVE to be in love den..i thought..till death tears us apart??...but hmm....nahh dats kindda crap...cause just maybe i have not move on!..yeha the accident whereby my X,NAZ was hospitalised thanks to me have left a BIG SCAR dat made me a sort of  a BITCH?!yeah readers..ive decided to let it all out like now!soo this bitchy mai have decided to make other ppl life like a bitch too...naive naive mai..oh well... at least now i know wad do ppl mean when i have a freaking attitude problem cause HIS blog says it all..to as y he dumped me and as to y hes been avoiding my sight and as to y he feels he deserve a betta gerl...but i think since he is my first love,i don think im still getting over him..gimana yah..haha susah betol lah kalau mai dah in love...semua tunggang terbalik....see told ya i shld not be in love cause everiting else go haywire....and dat means my life equals to beautiful and alone but not lonely and boring cause i know wad i want.....like i said..im moving on with great n big sacrifices........me bein the big fat B??dat still remains in my mind..am I?hah...well at least i kow dat he did asked one of my friends for my number for us to be friends again just like old times....saaaaaweet....woookay.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;erm ..CONFESSION FOR HAVING A BIG BUTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;THIS WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;1)i ate 3 pcs chicken meal drom kfc all by myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2)i don exercise n puffed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;3)i ate 2 pc chicken meal by myself again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;4)i don eat much of veggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;5)i eat half portion of meat covering half a bowl and the other half will be rice covered wif gravy..dat sure explains me bein constipated riteee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6)chocolates e.g CRUNCHIE,SNICKERS,MARS,TIME OUT,KITKAT... for after every meal..if not the the sunbstitute will be bubble tea!!!!!!!!!!hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;7)i would either take cab rather than go up a hill or sitting n loiter around just for the sake of preventing myself from perspiring....i would even wake up earlier for work juust to stroll up for work instead of rush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;soo yah....i have noooo comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-371815768578025613?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/371815768578025613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/confessions-for-bein-as-arse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;REASONS           as to why im have not been updating my blog lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;1) BEEN ADDICTED TO PLAY HELL KITCHEN IN FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;2)JUST MAYBEEEEEEEE I HAVE TOOOOO MUCH PASSION IN HEALING THE SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;WITHOUT KNOWING IM THE SOURCE OF DEM BEIN SICK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;3)AND AGAIN TOO PASSIONATE BOUT BEIN A NURSE DAT WILLING TO SACRIFICE HER WEEKENDS TO WORK... AND CUT DOWN HER GOIN OUT PLANS...WEL LIKE DEY SAY NO PAIN NO GAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;4)NO GOIN OUT PLANS MEANS LESS BITCHING..NOW DATS THE SADDEST PART RITE GERLSSS....HURRR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;5)WELLLL...one thing for sure life have beenn B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L..... recent event dat ive enjoyed was goin malaysia wif my cousins for some SHOPPPINGGGGGGGG even when the swine flu was HOT HOT HOT!! &amp;amp; not to to forget MOTHERS DAY...i know bonding bonding time wif familyyyyyyy ke maisarah..hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;besides that nothing much....love life as usual plain n total dullness buttttt erm..hahax..omg i get gigglish  such by thinking bout it.ahahax..welllll ermmm i have a freaking DATE. wif erm  haiz.. whuahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as for my frens...meeting them soon!!!!hehehe...cant waittttttttttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see told u everiting is its dat beautiful xcepttttttttttt for the fact dat SOME BASTARDS juzz have to pass my number around...gosh!i loikeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-7881672728074252400?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7881672728074252400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7881672728074252400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7881672728074252400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons.html' title='reasons'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-2032186798509588002</id><published>2009-05-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:56:30.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i totalli need to spice up my life man...its beenn too boring n complicated....n big time complicated...wad i had in mind wasssss to finish up my freaking 2 yrs bond and justtt maybeeeeeeeeee i will quit bein in this line....cause im stilll not prepared to be in a working life.i mean oh come on..im just 19 and my life goes down the drain just by working..wAd a bore....noo ive made up my mind...i will stop working after this 2 yrs bond and try someting new cause i know i can..just like when i was in a difficult situation once n i managed to pull through it wif guidance from HIM.....soo yah... besides that..i miss my freaking gerlfrens lah...grrrr....so many things to share but soooooo little time to be spared upon our sharing sessions.haizzzz....well..i was suppose to be working but ever since ive been feeling crappy,my dating sessions wif my doctor have matured to bein frens..well i wont be surprised if we even exchanged numbers man...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-2032186798509588002?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2032186798509588002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-totalli-need-to-spice-up-my-life-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/2032186798509588002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/2032186798509588002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-totalli-need-to-spice-up-my-life-man.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1333063976892526663</id><published>2009-05-07T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:03:14.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO...im backkkkkk..hmm...welllll lets see wad have been happening...&lt;br /&gt;1)freaking swine flu is making me sweat continuously due to wearing the tweety bird gown...&lt;br /&gt;2)im just goin to start my night shift..&lt;br /&gt;3)more feedbacks from my workplace regarding my performance in work which is goooooooddddd...&lt;br /&gt;4)ironically still having a social life despite my full schedule of shift hours&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least im im totalli shaggeeeddddddd from working and i know we have to face reality and move on butt I TOTALLI LITERALLY AND REALLI REALLI STUDENT LIFE.............HAIZZ&lt;br /&gt;yeah..onli complaints is regarding work..besides that.....life is good life is great and last but not least life is sooooooooo beautiful.....life is hard life is cool life is soooo beautiful ouhh ouhhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1333063976892526663?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1333063976892526663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1333063976892526663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1333063976892526663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1178447016783118543</id><published>2009-05-04T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:00:55.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HEY PPL...MY BLOG IS STILL UNDER CONSTRUCTION AITES!!!lINK UR GUYS BACK WHEN ITS ALLL OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1178447016783118543?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1178447016783118543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-ppl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1178447016783118543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1178447016783118543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-4177633763354758826</id><published>2009-04-21T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:29:36.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ookay my readers...lets not get toooengrossed wif the conversation that i was having wif BBB n lets focus moree to wad happen to me..wellll...i love my frens..i love my family...i may curse d hell out of dem but yet i can love dem to the core...but for work...when im cursing i literally mean it..its just dat sometimes i know dat i have to be more sensitive towards ppls feeling..yah dats my weakness..omg....oh welll lets just get over n done wif it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im not realli in the mood to update anyway so dat explains d dullness of the blog...too bad..and just maybe i wont be updating for awhile due to this commotion aites.....haizzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-4177633763354758826?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4177633763354758826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/ookay-my-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4177633763354758826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4177633763354758826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/ookay-my-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-3650365180581955024</id><published>2009-04-15T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:42:42.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh god..i woke up feeling soo goddamn fucked up..it is due to yesterday incident and ive missed my fucking BTT..ohhh crap..ive just wasted 6 bucks again...this week sucks man..well..lets get todays work over and done with...and tommorrows work too which will be afternoon!!!and den off...at last...ive been working 7 days straight lah...cruel world...and i was like thinking that damn!!!bein a nurse is difficult...soo whoever mention that bein anurse is not dat difficult...call me asap so dat i can prove dem wrong.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PST:i suck at letting things go..be it bad or good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-3650365180581955024?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3650365180581955024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3650365180581955024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3650365180581955024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-3407714772324905220</id><published>2009-04-15T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:09:10.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPRESSIVE EMOTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;today was just as bad day as any other day...plz ah readers its not that im mourning or bein a whining bitch but if dats how i sounds like,the red cross is just on the right hand corner...well if u think that my blog have been interesting den love and kisess to u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;like i said.it was another typical bad day at work..it started out dat i was in the morning shift!!*MORNING*!!!grr and my eyes was half open lah cause ive been having 3 days straight afternoon ..a total WADDA FCUKKKK...and den my next 2 days will be afternoon again..let say it again WADDA FCUK..okie..sooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on the 14 APRIL 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have to go to some course which is called BMS thingy...it was a LAST MIN s \hit lah!! my freaking +&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;%^ sister reminded me dat i was suppose to go for some infection control shitz but end up at 1 plus when it passing message to afternoon shift rite,dennnnnnnn my acting sister was surprised dat i did not attend for the freaking BMS course..OMG!!and did not even cahnge my fucking rooster dat i was suppose to go for BMS instead of infection control shitz...kanina CB!!!dat was one lah okie..oh in the end i manage to get on time for the course..thank god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;second thing happen..terserempak pulak dgn old frens...haiz...susah betol lah kalau aku dah maafkan kau tapi muka kau masih mcm CB!aku dah cuba forgive and forget cuma KAU yg masih CB!kalau aku kutuk kau...nanti org lain pulak terasa...nk contact kau balik so dat i can be starightforward nanti kecoh pulak lagy2 kalau matair kau yg tgh dlm keadaan tak sihat..aku cuma boleh luahkan dari sini jelah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and..the 3rd bad ting happen will be coming home super late thanks to the freaking as usual latecharting...aku asal boleh gamble siak pasal parameters and i/o...shhhh...heheheh(evil smile)..work was shitty enuf until dat somebody justt have to pick a fight wif me at 2330 upon stepping at home...wohhhhh.....i tihnk ive said enuf lah....wad hidup tak berkat???eh tu aku punya pasal lah....tak susahkan kau pe....okie mai shudda fcuk up alreadi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oookieeeeee todae was a bad day...cause i gamble wif the parameters AGAIN....and one of my pt died..(hmm lets have a min of silence and say our prayers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;x60 secs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ALRITE as i was saying......it was just another shitty day...sooo lets look forward to another crappy day tom  alrite!!!cross fingers and toes dat i will have students tom!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OUHHH as for "H"i now who u ar alreadiiii..whuahaha..thanks to internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-3407714772324905220?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3407714772324905220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/expressive-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3407714772324905220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3407714772324905220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/expressive-emotions.html' title='EXPRESSIVE EMOTIONS'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-9088774017511173401</id><published>2009-04-13T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:15:35.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>restlessnes</title><content type='html'>oh gosh..i don feel like coming to work and feeling restless man&lt;br /&gt;1)JCI audit starts today*****&lt;br /&gt;2)no newcomer for ENS&lt;br /&gt;3)im still in the holiday zone&lt;br /&gt;4walking up the hill towards SGH can realli test my patience&lt;br /&gt;5)im realli missing my schooling days whereby sleeping late is not an issue..and dere was regular sleeping pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;it is sooo difficult for me to let her go just like dat..wad u n her have done its totalli unforgivable..i just wanna track her down n just bring her down man...and as for u "w" don even think im coming back to u cause i don tink u deserve the second chance..yess.i will agree to let her go and put the blame all on you cause u wanted it dat way...just dat when ive put all the blame to u,don even think im willing to forget u..and forgiveness??hmmm dat will have to wait...curse u minah ****** and "w"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-9088774017511173401?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/9088774017511173401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/restlessnes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/9088774017511173401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/9088774017511173401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/restlessnes.html' title='restlessnes'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-726483488975023940</id><published>2009-04-10T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T05:32:18.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 DECEMBER!!!</title><content type='html'>hello readers....as u guys can guess...ITS MY OFFF DAY!!!!! me n lina are goin to the john little sale...whuhaha...im getting my list of things to but set alreadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...my little baby nephew came over to my house yesterdae..oh boy..he grows sooo fast..hmm..talking bout fast...i realised how time pass faster each day...sometimes i feel like as if im waking up late for school when i was suppose to be working...sometimes i do have memories when im in school..the days where i was in loveeeeeee,got into trouble by doing soome shhitty things,and yet happy times wif lala nana fifi tas fatin kak dhilah fad ajin bob and each one of my classmates....those days were super duper cool and i had no regrets goin thru it...i realli realli miss those days...and this is when a saying of "a chance of experience come onli ones"yahhh dats sooo true..welll i shall quit whining and stop bein in denial now dat i ve started working and no more schooling for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u guys know wad...i planned on taking leave on 27 april to 1 may just because i wanna have a break from work just soo dat i can goo malaysia!!!!hehehe...i pray night and day just for it to be granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'H' said...everyone deserve a second chance..but do i realli deserve one??and giving 'W' a second chance worth it??yeah im scared of goin thru it...im in between cause im having a crush on A?nahhhh just joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HOROSCOPE PPL...:10 DECEMBER AITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SAGITTARIUS WOMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A tall slim and graceful woman who walked proudly like she is walking in a beauty pageant competition. If she slips or nearly falls, she will nicely covered it up and continue with her graceful and impressive walking step. She knows how to use make up to enhance her beauty. She looks at the world positively, so her face always seem so happy. She will not get up set easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Self confident woman who belief in her own style. She will not follow fashion, but standing in between simplicity and too modern. She is a very open person, sometimes can be too blunt. She is an honest person and never try to cause troubles for any one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She likes to say something that you do not want to hear and yet she can say something so pleasing at the same time. Example she may say "I wish you could make more money, so you could afford better cloth, but anyway it is better this way. If you make more money you could be thinking of money too much and become greedy". She can say such thing and make you wonder if you should get up set or love her more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She is also a free spirit and does not like to stay home. She likes to be protected, but not to give her orders. She has no respect to a weak man. If she try to over powered you, then you have to calm her down and try to control her to be in a limit by doing the same thing too. She will listen if she respect you. She likes to be herself and like her guy to be himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She is a no nonsense woman, so you will not hear she says " Guess what I will do next", or "Guess what I am thinking" because she always say what she is thinking out loud like a guy. If you do not understand her in this matter, you could easily break up with her. She sees problems in her love life as another funny story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She is clumsy and it is in her nature. You may think it is cute, but for some neat guys this could be so unbearable. She is very friendly, so she can easily turn her enemy to be her friends. She has good taste in fine cloths, good food, first class and first services. Even a poor woman in this Zodiac will struggle to afford such good taste. She could spent lots of money as if she can not understand how difficult it is to make money. If you think of let her borrow money, think again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She is a paranoid. If she thinks you like her, she may already think about getting marry and lost her freedom and so on and on. A jolly woman who loves sports. She is an ordinary woman who could dress like a tomboy. She has more guy friends and sometimes could act like one of a guy. She does not care about rumors, so she can get home very late and couldn't careless what her neighbor will gossip about her. She thinks either good or bad, you will know it yourself , so you should not bother what people think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Her wit and innocent look are her charms. She is often hurts from love, but never afraid to look for a new one as if she is singing "Do that to me one more time". She likes going straight and being straight forward. She will not go around to get what she wants, or beat around the bush just to say something. If you meet her and tell her straight what you think, she will admire you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-726483488975023940?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/726483488975023940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/726483488975023940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/726483488975023940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-readers.html' title='10 DECEMBER!!!'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-3909595104355697475</id><published>2009-04-07T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:49:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to death on off day</title><content type='html'>OMG....its about time  dat i need to update my blog...lets start wif work...well...somehow its working out for me just dat sometimes we have to lie to save our ass rite...well this not reALLI  someting  that im proud of lying bout but it did save my ass...its over anyway...and..it not my fault dat dey refused initially wad...argh..im not bothered by it...and wif dat kind of excuses i managed to update my charts on time...alrite...........i can get used to this...&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo today its my off and i just don know wad to do...i just want to get the hell out of this house but everyone seems to be having financial issues...darn it...and when the time of me bein busy comes dats when the financial issues doesnt seem to exist...grrr...&lt;br /&gt;well things im looking forward to is...i wanna go out wif lina,nana n stupid bacin of mine which is suriani sooooo much....dats all im hoping...hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking...how shall i make full use of my off todae?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-3909595104355697475?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3909595104355697475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-to-death-on-off-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3909595104355697475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/3909595104355697475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-to-death-on-off-day.html' title='bored to death on off day'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1478461301280566061</id><published>2009-04-01T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:03:19.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh boy oh boy....wad a sudden turn of plan for me...i truly miss my gerls(u know who u ar)..after chatting wif dem,i realli treasure the moments wif them for 2 yrs and maybe 10 yrs...cause dey are the onli ones who hated my comments but yet love me for bein me...yes i do have to agree that my perception towards life are way different and can be straightforward sometimes but i just don see y must u be affected by it if u know dat im not referring to u...alah bagai perpatah saper mkn cili rasa ah pedasnyer...oh well...bein wise n arrogant sometimes is someting we have to survive in this world...like i said.we are humans n arent perfect but some things that are avoidable can that makes us perfect humans..hmmm kindda twisted dere huh...well one thing for sure..im loving life now..even though it suckswith social life dats withdrawn,working life filled wif pressure and not to forget financial wise..crap crap crap..welll at least i know who was dere for me when i was down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm now i have nothing much to say cause my mind is occupied wif the stories of past and love life.................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1478461301280566061?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1478461301280566061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-boy-oh-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1478461301280566061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1478461301280566061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-boy-oh-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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day lah...somehow...i alwaes hate it if im attached to a women's cubicle cause i can sooooooooooo foresee that deres goin to be a lot of enquries...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo i hope today its a new n smooth day for me...&lt;br /&gt;i hope no more ppl telling me off..&lt;br /&gt;i hope for my probation to be over cause just maybe i want to work in a polyclinic..or IMH..cause  just maybeee i wont stay long in that ward...its a survivor ward man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hmm someone have just labelled me as a bitch???hmm..am i am i??hahaha..i will be surprise if dats even true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;someone just labelled me as a hypocrite,,am i am i??oh well d world is a cruel place anyway..i mean like wad u see is wad u get lah..orr just maybe because im judgemental n too straighforward sometimes..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;either way im amused by it cause erm...(its hard to say)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Scwp1kaao-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bqFgWWI_3Go/s1600-h/DSC00354%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Scwp1kaao-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bqFgWWI_3Go/s400/DSC00354%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317671260301992930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BLUEH!!!!!!!!!!AMBIK KAU...BOOO TO THIS KIND OF PPL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-6741191942963416641?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Scwp1kaao-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bqFgWWI_3Go/s72-c/DSC00354%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-5022266077113871107</id><published>2009-03-25T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:24:11.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when boreness struck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HELLO READERS!!!!today is my off day but then i just chose to stay at home and make myself fatter...i mean it..like i was munching chocolates as early as 12 lah maybe because dats the time i woke up??and..feeling shitty thanks to somebody..hmm..okie i don want to start my criticsms man..its like now dat i re read my previous post right its all more to criticsms and sarcasm soo lets start anew with more pleasant words to see okie....basically i have nothing much to say soo i decided to just kill time updating okie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lets start with knowing myself again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I can be quite expressive sometimes...i can be an introvert too..u  guys try to take the personality test ritee i will be influential sooo check it out aites!!!if not the link is up ahead...cause im lazy to time..if i say im all about being beautifulll nanti ORG TU SUSAH HATI PUULAK.....hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTOUT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHOOOOLIEEEHAAAS VOICE+ ATTITUDE=PERSONALITY&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY BEIN A STUDENT&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVE BAD DREAMS OF MEETING AN UGLY PRINCE&lt;br /&gt;I TRY TO BE A GOOD GIRL SOMETIMES..&lt;br /&gt;I WISH IM NOT A NURSE(cause lots of shitz happen)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WARCHING DOCUMENTARIES(CAUSE I WILL BE BEWILDERED BY HIS CREATIONS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I MISS MY FREAKING IRRITATING DIMWIT FRENS..&lt;br /&gt;(FAIZANA THE MINAH??&lt;br /&gt;LINA THE WEIRD KID,&lt;br /&gt;TIQAH THE SMILEY FACE,&lt;br /&gt;SERENE,WHO CAN BE THE COOLEST FRESTYLER N YET A MUMMY...&lt;br /&gt;FIFI MY DIETITIAN,&lt;br /&gt;SURIANI MY BESTEST N LONGEST BACIN FREN,&lt;br /&gt;NURAIDA MY EMOTIONAL CONSULTANT&lt;br /&gt;OTHERS..LIKE A. HAFIDZ THE MOST LOW SELF ESTEEM GUY I KNOW BUT HES A VERY VERY NICE COUNSELOR??(WAD AN IRONY) AND NOT TO FORGET&lt;br /&gt;AZRY &amp;amp; SAIFUL A NEW FOUND FREN DAT SUCK IN BEIN AN ORGANISER AND&lt;br /&gt;WAN(POLICE GUY) WHO KEEPS ASKING ABOUT DIAGNOSIS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT...(VERY IRRITATING)but hes still my longest fren?yahhh soo..to be continueed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5022266077113871107?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://apps.facebook.com/what-is-your-p-dcacc/take?force=1' title='when boreness struck'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5022266077113871107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-1198936033086897023</id><published>2009-03-24T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:10:38.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eh pompuan...takder gunayer kau pakai tudung tapiii kau tinggalkan solat..dan rukun2 ISLAM...takder gunayer kau pakai tudung kalau kau tetap melanggar larangannyer seperti mencukur kening...and u are telling me to get my facts right????huh..eh cerminkan diri lah sis..ewahhh senang je cakap to get my facts right padahal kau tuuu get ur PRINCIPLE RIGHT okie..kalau tak tahu benda jgn jady bodoh sombong &amp;amp; muka stuck up tu tak perlu yerrr..faham..one more thing...takder gunanyer kau pakai tudung DALAM UNIFORM kalau kau tetap lepak2 tempat yg tidak membawak faedah dan mendatangkan dosa..kalau kau betol2 dah so called insaf den y are u still hanging org with him when u suppose to prioritise ur family instead ur hmm maybe a not even a yr bf...soo erm dats all lah..well one thing dat i need to compliment u is dat bein all sooo dramatic in bein a drastic change person is not goin to keep our mouth shut cause kau tetap belom betolkan diri...u will alwaes be the same..buttt i will still hope that wad im saying here is wrong...okie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:i aint a saint either but at least i get my principle of life right..i know wad i saying can be quite harsh but it betta to realise now den later cause destiny and fate is someting that WE can change...therefore i don n wont have sympathy to those who currently leave their freaking low life blaming its fate...okie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-8965870421166779807</id><published>2009-03-21T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:01:31.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ADEQ2 JGN GABRA NK GROW YE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i woke feeling sooooooooo erm...airhead..from the time i woke up i  was like cursing my heads off becauseee im am sooooo turn off by the fact that I! have to work on weekends...and as u can guess i was in morning shift...i was even trying to coax myself bythinking positve e.g."lahh pagy habis cepat..."but then i will start thinking negative  e.g. "ah ye dahlah turun train kena naik bukit!memang kalau kaki aku tak terpuus satu hari pon dah mmg nasib ku rasa!!"yah soo dats wad i felt in the morning tau...then in the train...i got this feeeling dat someone stared at me...must be bewildered cause i look like a zombie..if i canfreeze time i will literally sleep in the train man..i juz wanna my beauty sleep!!is that sooo wrong..??let me emphasize...WORKING WORLD IS NOT SOMETING TO LOOK FORWARD TO AITES...so adeq2 treasure these moments of studying peacefully in school...even tho&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ugh underage but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;WORK WAS CRAPPY as usual...buttt by the end of the day,i manage to update my charts on time!!i can even do the shift intake output calculations alreadi!!whooohhooo im sooo proud of myself...but still dere is still a lottttt of rooms for improvement in terms of bein effective...besides that im am SUPER DUPER GRATEFUL TO HAVE "Z" as my preceptor..shes soo understanding lah..i nearly shed a tear expressing the stressfulness of bein a newbie staff and the pressure from the ward...i knowwww  i can be such a crybaby n whiner..but it is stressful seh for  a first timer...and she mentions dat she loves me for expressing it out..but she also advises me that sometimes i can just express wad i feel...especially when it comes to anger...hmmm dat part left me question mark alll over my face but ahhhh wad d helll it does not matter cause at least shes listening me out....hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i was bloghopping until ive read his blog...i wonder y am i still curious about his life???he thinks ive move on...hmmm..one thing for sure im just nt ready yet..but i still will sincerely love him as a fren n nothing more...if he can justtt tell me by lifting up his smoochy lips den perhaps the situation will be different u know...oh well...at least i know ive made an impact in ur life dats gd enuf after wad u did to me was a total UNFORGIVABLE act for a guy okie u B****!u deserve the ('___SHIT U___') FACE evrytime u look at me..hehehe..wel fyi those were the days when i call u a freaking corward n anak makkkk evrytime ur name was mention.. those were the days that i will bitch bout ur every movements...those were the days when  i told how ugly u are to my frens when u get a praise for bein wad???cool??hmm...(*__*) ..and when shitz happen to u rite i will be like "padan muka..tu lah sakitkn hati aku lagy ambik kau obat!"den i will start saying bout my preception of karma!!hehehe revenge is saaaaaweeeeeeeett!!!okie i know ive said enuf...mai memang part gini HIDUP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;those were the days when i was still in love wif u okie..finally ive admit it.. hapi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i bet noo cause its a little too late isnt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well besok afternoon shift sooo im hoping for NO ADMISSION cause i totalli forgot wad to take..hehehehe..well ive been in morning shift okie..i hope my room is full booked..i hope the patients are english speaking and ambulating...i don care if u ar soo goddamn acting like a prick  but as long u  just mind ur buisness &amp;amp; it will be a win2 situation for the pt n me...soo  doakan gue!!amin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-8965870421166779807?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8965870421166779807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/adeq2-jgn-gabra-nk-grow-ye.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='text'>ITS ALL BOUT THE PAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was my morning shift...as usual i will be like Wadda FCUK...haiz...let me tell u something which will make u think like omg mai is bein soo dramatic lah,,ive been a junior for more like 2 weeks and somehow im still having troubling in charting..waddda fcuk rite...its like everytime when its was passing report to the next shift rite,the junior or staff nurse will be questioning me whether dis pt bla bla bla if yes y neva record down???or betta still y have not chart down since breakfast?,,dats when ill be like okieeeeeeee can i jump down now???i knowwww weakkkk kepeeeeee...haizzzz im sooo looking forward to working in polyclinic lah..wadeva bout working life lah..i don remember saying working life rules especially when u onli have 7 off days in a mth.CB??gaji setotek pulak tu...CB...im having a foul mouth maybe due to last 2 days was my off day n i sure spent it well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOKS FAMILIAR????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScNzNy9BGnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LUmyq8zxSqY/s1600-h/GEDC0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScNzNy9BGnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LUmyq8zxSqY/s320/GEDC0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315218666080508530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WELL YESTERDAE....me n aida went espl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anade!!!..........ITS BEEN a WHILE man...n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; we actualli nearly lost our way..everytime we see somethng new ill be lik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;e..is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it just me or is either we are feeling old due to bein withdrawn from social life..wadeva it i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s...ppl keep starring at us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hmm...maybe dey cant believe dats nursing chicks exist...hehehehe...even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; it was onli the 2 of us we su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;re act like its was a grp...let the pictures do the talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;wE CAME IN WHEN THE SUN SETS CAUSE DATS WHEN THE PARTY STARTS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN3UdL3EcI/AAAAAAAAACo/uW1bn3aHMAI/s320/GEDC0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315223178542780866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN23k3Y-WI/AAAAAAAAACg/gVJCZa2uhcA/s1600-h/GEDC0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN23k3Y-WI/AAAAAAAAACg/gVJCZa2uhcA/s320/GEDC0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315222682388199778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i look sooo  much betta wif a drummer seyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN1FjUCj-I/AAAAAAAAACY/WlBXfLUhb64/s1600-h/GEDC0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN1FjUCj-I/AAAAAAAAACY/WlBXfLUhb64/s320/GEDC0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315220723466407906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND LAST AND FO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R MOSTTT TGK MAI MKN&lt;br /&gt;NGAPP...biaser ah sentiasa besarkan perot.bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ntot N MOST IMPORTANTLY taik mata...my principle of life...member sampai jilat2 jariiii kepeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND BY THE END OF THE DAY THIS IS OUR TIRING FACE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN4Y0RiswI/AAAAAAAAACw/KQXPtTtytTc/s1600-h/GEDC0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScN4Y0RiswI/AAAAAAAAACw/KQXPtTtytTc/s320/GEDC0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315224352971731714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD FUN WIF U EVRYTIME WE SPENT TIME TOGETHER....TILL NEXT TIME WE MEET FOR U KNOW I KNOW WAD N WHERE RITE...COMFIRM KECOOOOOOO K BABE....tc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5298820908465956768?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5298820908465956768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-bout-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5298820908465956768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/5298820908465956768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-bout-past.html' title='ITS ALL BOUT THE PAST'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScNzNy9BGnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LUmyq8zxSqY/s72-c/GEDC0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-8273359926220838354</id><published>2009-03-18T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T04:27:19.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICIALLY IN NUTRITIONAL CLUB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScDaIDXN7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/5tbQqEJxCU8/s1600-h/GEDC0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScDaIDXN7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/5tbQqEJxCU8/s320/GEDC0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314487392173682226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my day was superb cause i went out to bugis wif lina n her sister.....i spent my day SHOPPINGGGGGG...biaser ah gaji dah masok pee.....while we were walking to approach a shop deres this segmnent of freeeeeeee screening of health so apelagyyyy we volunteer lah and so n so told us bout our BMI,body fats,metabolic rate n dat includes how much water intake we need to have to be equvalent to our wt n i had nothing much to say but just let the pictures do the talking aites....oh last and for most we had to drink some 1.2 litres of herbal plus some flavour drink n anti oxidents to be a member...im PROUD TO SAY IM A MEMBER OF A NUTRITIONAL CLUB...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScDZQNgXSQI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ecnn4Fjc2yo/s1600-h/GEDC0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScDZQNgXSQI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ecnn4Fjc2yo/s320/GEDC0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314486432823724290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me,lina &amp;amp; liah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1848124588538180403-8273359926220838354?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8273359926220838354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/ScDaIDXN7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/5tbQqEJxCU8/s72-c/GEDC0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-4111588267491598318</id><published>2009-03-16T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:22:38.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kanina day related to morning shift</title><content type='html'>today was a TOTAL TURN OFF DAY..CB....i was in morning shift &amp;amp; waking up early is not someting dat i can realli get used to lah but thats not the issue...it started out wif&lt;br /&gt;1)blisters on my ankle even though ive been using that freaking shoe for more den 3 times...&lt;br /&gt;2)i have an on &amp;amp; off "salah urat"..wtf rite n its not the sgh shoe..hmm well when  voice it out rite it is someting dat i need to get use to...(*_*)"...but she did advise me to elevate my leg so someting lah...&lt;br /&gt;3)im starting to have back pains tooo...omg..im sounding more n more like a patient rather than a nurse rite....&amp;amp; again when i voice it out it is someting i need to get use to alsoo.........&lt;br /&gt;4)to summarise it all up my acting sister = mother fucker bitch...she keep finding ppl mistakes lah..CB!!!lagy2 when im a new staff...i swear under my nose i will be like"wtf shut d fuck up alreadi"..she keep on lecturing lor..kanina..even my preceptor were saying she will run away from her everytime if possible...&lt;br /&gt;5)i did not realise that when i work i will have a fcuk face...until a few staff approach me &amp;amp; actualli saw me smiling rite n she was like "hey sarah at last u were smilling............."...yeah (*_*)"....&lt;br /&gt;6)kindda personal but its the usual ups n down wif somebody....&lt;br /&gt;7)"H" was fucking freee the whole day but he did not even lift his fucking light fingers to help around wif the freaking shiny sparkling floor of ours...but as usual a mamas boy will alwaes be one sooo thy mummy will be like "entahlah krg"...but when I stayed at home and done the fucking chores but forgot to do a simple task like ventilate the house she will like "u the whole day at home cannot even do this?n she will be like i just into this house n someting is not right and to add it all up she'll be asking wad i do the whole day and must i do everything??!!!"mother fucker bitch!!!!!just wadeva...false pretence is d best solution to it...haiz....&lt;br /&gt;yah dats all for now the major events...there is still others but i think im quite tired from a long shitty day in  work and day...just hope tomorrow will be betta causeeeeeee wednesday n thurday will be my off!!!hmmm wonder wad are my plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;regarding my account in TAGGED rite...i was wondering y suddenly ppl are buying me??haha must be my cutey face den...whuahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-4111588267491598318?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4111588267491598318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/kanina-day-related-to-morning-shift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4111588267491598318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/4111588267491598318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/kanina-day-related-to-morning-shift.html' title='kanina day related to morning shift'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-7875036703254576972</id><published>2009-03-14T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T05:09:07.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty day related to depressing ward</title><content type='html'>work work work was CRAP...half a day i spent wif wrapping pts,therefore i hardly had time to update my i/o n go for break..i was like thingking"shit shit shit...nt another episode of bein lecture for nt updating charts seh" but then as usual i would get stressed for nothing cause i ended up updating evrything on time wif some help like duh...in fact i manage to sign out early by in fact killing time charging patients..whuahaha...n to top it all up i was in morning shift therefore i was cursing away when the shits happen..oh well the ups n downs...besides that all went well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for "W"...i relli hope u get out from my life man...which part of "im trying to avoid u"u don understand...hmmm...stop messaging me alreadi..its so goddamn irritating u stalker...yeah...well nothing much for my love life unlike other gerls which alwaes have someting to say about their love life...wadeva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i totalli miss my GFS n will be meeting them soon....lets mit soon aites...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-7875036703254576972?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7875036703254576972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/shitty-day-related-to-depressing-ward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7875036703254576972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/7875036703254576972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/shitty-day-related-to-depressing-ward.html' title='shitty day related to depressing ward'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-6952930990723333120</id><published>2009-03-10T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:39:21.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>groggy eyes related to after off day</title><content type='html'>okie ppl...theres this thing which i dont recommend using...it will be SGH SHOE..totally suck lah..i wanna feedback soo much to my sister regarding the shoe...&lt;br /&gt;1)super heavy and super high lah the heels&lt;br /&gt;2)not shoe friendly at all cause it still cause blisters to my feet after wearing it for more than 2 weeks....&lt;br /&gt;3)by the end of the the ur feet will be having cramps due to the height&lt;br /&gt;4)it can make the sole of my feet to cause blisters also..wtf rite...CB!!&lt;br /&gt;5)all the happens because the brand is FOOT TREE??!!huh??wad brand is dat rite i must say i rather have BATA shoe lah n y the conversion of hush puppies to Foot tree..wtf wtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sounded total piss because of a freaking pair of shoe but hey the pain score wil be 10 10 10!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so u know wad i decided to get a new shoe n wear it to ward even though its not allowed..oh come on...is either i work in pain or work with warnings regarding my shoe... wadeva!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is my morning shift and i have total regrets in nt changing to home clothes lah...ppl were asking for directions which i totalli nt gd in it..like the psychology centre for peds...wtf...totally unaware of that centre in SGH lah...n call myself the SGH staff..blueh...yeah moral of the story neva ever wear uniform outside the hospital boudaries...vesides that erm the workload was okie dats because i had some helping hands n someone to talk to...i was like spending my morning with off plug..and by the time it was afternoon rite i onli have one miserable patient yg suka tidooo sooo totalli free lah...therefore i cannot picture myself working alone...yeah..i nd help i know...biar lambat asalkan dapat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i was bloghopping as usual...and suddenly her blog caught my attention...i was like wtf siak..i know this particular person who actualli wears a 'tudung' but then y is she having pictures of her hugging her boyfren  w/o wearing tuding...hmmm minah minah tudung zaman sekarang ramai cacat otak...BODOH!!!im nt someone who is angelic lah but comeon lah u have committed urself to someting dat makes ppl respect u but suddenly this change of behaviour how ar eu goin earn respect when u ar nt getting ur priciples rite...astaghfiruhalazim...MUNAFIK!well..just someting that i want to get it outta my system..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-7513007041546020608</id><published>2009-03-09T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:39:59.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another manic monday</title><content type='html'>it was raining so heavily that i actualli shivered...my day started out with eating long john wif a fren...it was superb n worth the time spent with him..haha...but then we have to go saparate ways cause i have to drop by all the freaking way to SGH HR just to sent some cert on my OFF DAY n such a nice weather to sleep lah..su...u know wad just wad d f....soo much for u need it ASAp when i know u can just close one eye...well either way its over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...i just argued wif that somebody...argh i swear we cant be together lah..entahlah...either way i still have to accept fate..patience is a virtue n dats like sooooooo super duper true lah....yah from wad u see its wad u get which is im feeling crappy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-7513007041546020608?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7513007041546020608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-another-manic-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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GOOD DAY FOR ME!!..haha..i know its so not "MAI" to use such words...typical mai will be wtf...shit heads..oh well........sooo today i had a course on "WHO GIVES A DAMN"..i was like looking forward to lunch n breaks lah...the purpose of this course is to basically GROOM us NURSES..AISEY.... i know...mai dah feeling feeling..haha....even though the course was draggy,it realli open up ones mind to be a betta nurse lah..n tomorrow OFF DAY!!!whohooo...ive got lots to say lah cuma malas..nanti bila ada feeling2 nk elaborate to my GFS then ill type lah okie...but one thing for sure,there was a lot of unexpected things happen lah ever since the starting of the course...till the end...no wonder my upper eyelids were twiching like its gonna explode seh...(dramatic)hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was a good day because im finally in talking terms with that somebody...hmmm...i realli loved it when we talked...i realli hate it when both of us are mad with each other n feel like strangling each other necks till we suffocate...yah...that somebody will beeeeee...........(btwn me n god)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-1395681389757775905?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1395681389757775905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/wad-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1395681389757775905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1848124588538180403/posts/default/1395681389757775905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/wad-good-day.html' title='wad a good day'/><author><name>MISSY MAI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15255784577185136094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-5267973630815619030</id><published>2009-03-04T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:45:58.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of a bad day</title><content type='html'>The day was not a bad day lah...ill tell u which part of today made me super piss till now that ive decided to express it thru here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially starting of the day i chatted with my super duper close GF NANA darlink!!yeah..so arrived work on time..and the work was srprisingly okie cause deres nyp students,,best seh!!just that....with the freaking sgh shoes which its like 5-10 CM HIGH HEELS is KILLING my leg lah...im soo close to amputating it seh...im having the simpul biawak thingy lah...jln tempang siak!!!its been 24 hrs im having this simpul biawak..i thought it was just muscles building up since ive been standing n running to n fro for like 8 1/2 HRS!!!!C*****!! OKIE!!decided to get new shoes soon okie instead of bein a whining ARSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A" told me to do someting but it was actualli "B" who told her to do it..okie nvm...i try to contribute lah...then i realise "A" tak buat kerja betol"kanina bitch!abeh nk perah2 minyak!C****&lt;br /&gt;IN THE END I DID EVERYTHING...yg aku boring is dat she don have the fucking initiative siak...aku penat faham selepas the kerja..abeh boleh senang hati kat tempat lain...babi..thank u pon takder tau...jgn harap aku nk tolong kau the next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-5267973630815619030?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5267973630815619030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-4805045667728712855</id><published>2009-03-02T03:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:11:30.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>experience</title><content type='html'>sooo today its my day off...well stayed at home jady anak dara yg baik..reading blogs and now updating mine after someones blog acualli membawa ilham utk update..haha...well he is someone who i thought ive gotten over with but...i end up thinking does he still think of me...entahlah mcm terasa gitu bila dia ckp hes thinking of someone...well he was my first love u know...people said that first love can never be forgotten rite...and maisarah make a vow that LOVE DO EXIST okie...i know i know my old principle of love sucks is a total MEREPEK!!!well those were the days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...so far working world kindda sucky lah i tell u...first thing first...my weekends are sacrificed..secondly kerja mcm taik n gaji nk masuk pon rasa lama nah...tunggu punya tunggu duit boleh bayar 1kg kacang...patheticccc...soo i thought of gaining this one yr experience and get a dip cert???cehhhh mai nk jady staff nurse kepeeeeeeeeeee...insyallah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-4805045667728712855?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4805045667728712855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/2009/03/experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i was soo nt looking forwad to it lah...firstly i feel that im working with the dead..bein strict does not means dat we have to be solemn when we are doin our work right..i don see the staff like talking or even close with each other...even so if there is right it will be among them seh...since me n my collleague are like the newbies,we just tagged along with whoever is the junior lah..and we will onli communicate when its needed like okie im goin for break or okie ive update the charts is there anything else...yah...its dat bad....well they say that first few days will always feel like a dread but wait till im used to it...hmm...im thinking of asking for transfer though if i realli cannot take it..we shall see aites...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-7408499234811372290?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpQfwnjVjlE/Sf7sxekcZcI/AAAAAAAAADI/pn-BLMFIa-g/S220/GEDC0039.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1848124588538180403.post-2123555343682818645</id><published>2009-02-23T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:09:41.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello...its my first posts n finally i have a blog okie...so stop bugging me alreadi...as per usual im lost..but mai man man ar.....biar lambat asalkan dapat...hahax... fyi working world sux lah okie...i missed bein a sponsored student!!!heee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1848124588538180403-2123555343682818645?l=maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maisarahlovepoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2123555343682818645/comments/default' title='Post 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