<?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-12178873</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:46:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeline Miracles</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog...is a bout me..everything that happens around me..i know i wont be writting so often..cuz i m juz too lazy for it!!!
I am juz a simple gurl..who is 19 and believes much in Miracles.. They may not occur dat often..but they are alwlz there..
i wanna write sumthing really touches ur heart..but i know i cant produce a nice piece of work..bcuz my english SUX!!!
Neway...wait for the miracles..n surprise yeah!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-115416821723058830</id><published>2006-07-29T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T18:16:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back</title><content type='html'>Has been a long time i dissapear from blogsphere..and i am back now..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will still continue reading my blog..Life is getting even more stressful and hectic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..I just finish involved in my Uni Student Representative Election..Not much dissapointment..i lost but still manage to get 2nd..And i m now in the Student Rep Committee..Hoping to help the students in my faculty.Too bad..my expectation is too far from reality..Whenever there is a meeting, it will alwiz be a lame and useless meeting. Those top 4 PPL in the committee cant even chair the meeting properly..There will be arguements alwiz..dragging us far away from the objective of the meeting..i find it a waste of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m wondering do those ppl working so hard for the election but after that din put in that effort in serving the students in Uni..Whats the purpose of involving in this when u do not have the heart to help the students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is fame really that important?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-115416821723058830?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/115416821723058830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=115416821723058830&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/115416821723058830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/115416821723058830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-112139507477930533</id><published>2005-07-15T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T10:37:54.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick For 3 Weeks</title><content type='html'>I have been sick for 3 weeks. I have been eating medicine for 3 weeks continuosly. And this makes my body feel really weak. Sometimes It took me a second to think, what has happened to the level of health of today's world. Everybody seems to get sick for easily than the past where the standard of health was not really good at that time. Human's body seems to be extremely fragile and can be attacked easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen 3 different doctors and have eaten different kind of medicine prescribed.yet i still haven't recovered yet!!! When dissapoinment has filled up my heart, emptiness is what i felt. I don't feel good at all.I feel as if i m lacking of some motivation or something more important to make me move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick..n i am still sick until now...And i hate to get sick..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-112139507477930533?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/112139507477930533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=112139507477930533&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112139507477930533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112139507477930533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick-for-3-weeks.html' title='Sick For 3 Weeks'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-112045904222808877</id><published>2005-07-04T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:39:27.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotyping</title><content type='html'>Once i was with my mother at her friend, Aunty A's house. They were chatting on education. I overheard this from Aunty A. "My son is not really good at study so i ask him to choose to enter teacher training!" I was stunt and puzzled after hearing this. What kind of stereotyping is this? Students who cant study well have to end up in becoming a teacher? Have you ever wonder what will the next generation be when nobody has great interest in becoming a teacher? What will the next generation be when all the teachers are from students who do not do well in their study?&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad to say that people nowadays are looking down on the job of becoming a teacher. Even parents discourage their children from becoming a teacher. Especially those rich people out there. For them it is a must for their children tobecome a doctor, to enter medical field. Eventhough their children are not interested in medical, they will still insist them to become a doctor. For them, doctor is the best job in the world.&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to the society nowadays? why are their forming this wrong perception that doctor is the best job in the world? Everyone knows that doctor can make tonnes of money. Do they study because of the money? Or the interest? We work to serve the community," Service above Self". Reality is always harsh and different from the idealistic dream. People nowadays are getting more and more materialistic, and money-minded. The society is getting really polluted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people has lost their direction shalf way through their study..or after graduated from their study..Is that what they wanted at first? If they really interested in the course they are studying, they are pretty sure of their direction and goals.&lt;br /&gt;The society is polluted!! The society is polluted!! And i say DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-112045904222808877?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/112045904222808877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=112045904222808877&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112045904222808877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112045904222808877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/07/stereotyping.html' title='Stereotyping'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-112037536481322603</id><published>2005-07-03T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T15:25:13.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Love seems to be so simple and sweet..in fact it is complicated and not everone can have a sweet and intimate relationship. Love needs understanding, responsibility,patience,telerance,sacrifice and lots of commitment. Both party have to sacrifice in a relationship. Love is about caring and sharing. We need to share and care..at the same time..give and take is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love involves understanding. You have to understand your partner as well as he needs to understand you. Seek the reason or causes for the problems that occure between both of you. BREAKING UP is never a good solution to the problem..Solve it rationally and do not repeat the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the problem is not yet enough. Tolerance comes next. To tolerate with each other, to make things easier..and to reduce the arguments or problems..In a relationship, both party has the responsibity to sacrifice and give in effort to strengthen the relationship. You cant just rely or depend on ur partner to give in everytime..and you will juz take without giving in any effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never ever know how important is your the other half to you..until the day he or she leaves you..So Don't ever let urself regret next time in life..appreciate your partner..and take the responsibility to loe together..put in effort and cherish the moments that you both share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold him tight in your hand..and tell him how much you love him..not juz tell him..but prove to him. share and care for youf the other half..i hope that everyone reading this will have a sweet relationship with your loved-one. Ever-lasting love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-112037536481322603?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/112037536481322603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=112037536481322603&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112037536481322603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/112037536481322603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111967145694113104</id><published>2005-06-25T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T11:50:56.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations Adeline, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://myblogger.kennysia.com/jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff Ooi&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.jeffooi.com"&gt;www.jeffooi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are humble, mild-mannered yet wise. Your knowledge is vast as an ocean, but when confronted with an issue you are passionate about you are tough as a mountain. You have an aura of &lt;em&gt;style, quality, excellence&lt;/em&gt; surrounding you that cannot be denied. In a way, you are a rebel, but that's because you are always willing to help out your peers by challenging authority without asking much in return. People respect you. You are a natural born leader, people stop to listen when you speak, and follow you wherever you go. You also have a little bird. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://myblogger.kennysia.com"&gt;Which Malaysian Blogger Are You? &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111967145694113104?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111967145694113104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111967145694113104&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111967145694113104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111967145694113104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/06/malaysian-blogger.html' title='Malaysian Blogger'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111925016380181315</id><published>2005-06-20T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T14:49:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>The happiest moment in my life is to see happiness and satisfaction on my daddy's face. He is on top of the world. He laughed and talks through out the dinner. He enjoyed the dinner, simple and yet meaningful. Everybody enjoyed it. The atmosphere is warm and sweet. I am just too proud!! Of all the great fathers in the world, i have got the best one ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated father's day and also his birthday yesterday as my daddy's birthday is just around the corner--23rd of June. My dad is 58 years old and he is a retiree. He has been teaching for 30++ years and he is a dedicated teacher. He loves teaching and he gave his best for his students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is indeed the most important person in my life. He sacrifices for us. He loves and he cares without asking us to repay him. He plays an significant role in shaping what i am today. He has given us the best since the day we were born, the best toys,( I have the most toys in comparison with my buddies), best food, best education, and unlimited love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is getting older day by day. And we are growing up, in a healty and sweet environment. It is now time for daddy to take a good rest. Yet he is still giving extra tuition to earn more money so that i can get the best thing in varsity. I truly appreciate him, and i will always love him forever. Though i dont really know how to express my love to you daddy, but deep down, i love you more than anything else. You are simple the best daddy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you a very happy birthday!!! And I will always love you. Do take good care of y our health. And be cool man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111925016380181315?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111925016380181315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111925016380181315&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111925016380181315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111925016380181315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111803989393052680</id><published>2005-06-06T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T14:38:13.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni Life--Continued</title><content type='html'>The different part about college life and University life is that we are not really spoonfed in Uni. We do not receive lecture notes as often as in College. The lecturers will not repeat as many times as lecturers in colleges. You will not be hearing questions like" Do you understand?" "Do I need to repeat?"in University. We need to capture notes as fast as the laptop flip to another page. At the same time we need to listen to the explanation by the lecturer. According to my PR Lecturer, this is a good practice. For me, I am still not getting use to this method yet. But sooner or later i will have to get use to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the competition is getting greater in University, as usual friends are getting more selfish. They will not share eveything that they know or extra notes that they get as everyone want to be the most understanding student. Everyone is getting more and more KIASU and this really annoyed me!! A friend of mine,or more specified my housemate. We get damn dissapointed and angry with her due to her selfishness. She does thing by herself. Her result is not as good as ours. So she wont let us know there is any scholarship to apply.And the reason is she is scared that she cant get the offer because of us. The official transcprit is out and she went back to the college alone to collect it without asking us along so that we cant apply for PTPTN.( It requires the transcript).I really cant stand when it comes to this. Besides that, people will start to turn into hypocrite. They will pretend to be nice and good in front of you, to get benefit from you, but from back, they will critisize or condemn you like nobody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress and pressure is what we have to go through the whole day. Everybody is working hard, extra hard to get a first class honour. Besides studying, what is left in University life? Some of my friends can hardly spend time watching TV programme, going out for a movie or window shopping. Is this the real Uni life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m not going to suffer through out my University life. I wanna live life to the fullest. Study hard, study smart and enjoy at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111803989393052680?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111803989393052680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111803989393052680&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111803989393052680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111803989393052680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/06/uni-life-continued.html' title='Uni Life--Continued'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111803327495584917</id><published>2005-06-06T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T12:47:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>University Life</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends, I am not able to update my blog dat often anymore..As i m back in Utar, a brand new environment for me..an environtment that is full with competitions. I hav alwiz heard people saying that Uni life is wonderful, and enjoyable. But when come to experience it by myself..It is kinda suffering. Life is hectic, assignments, tutorials non-stop!! Lectures are getting more n more difficult. I hav come across lotz of stuff which i m not familiar with and it is really tough. i need to do lotz of reading in order to understand the tiny little chapter.Especially Chemistry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life is definitely lotz of different from college life. I hav attented kindergarden, primary, secondary school, college and now University. Bravo!! Finally i got into it!No matter how hard is the subject, how hectic could life be. I will never give up easily. i will alwiz try hard to excell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life can be wonderful, it can be suffering too.It is all depend n how you guys evaluate and experience it. I hope at i will have a wonderful time here..learning and enjoying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m now in my Uni Internet Room. Me and my housemates are planning to apply for STREAMX at home. So that we can access to internet conveniently and i could update my blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to attend class now. Ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111803327495584917?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111803327495584917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111803327495584917&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111803327495584917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111803327495584917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/06/university-life.html' title='University Life'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111643663398917565</id><published>2005-05-19T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T01:17:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls...CheCk It OuT!!</title><content type='html'>It’s a myth that couples should have no secrets---Some subjects should always remain off limits in case they lead to jealousy, insecurity or doubts. Here are the things that you should never ever tell your boyfriend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I’ve had 100 lovers”---This will only make your boyfriend feels insecure and   arguments will occur from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “You’re getting flabby”---Maybe his tummy isn’t the splendid six pack it used to be but don’t tell him in the direct way or his self-image will plummet. The more accurate way is to tell him that: “I think we both need exercise, I am not feeling as fit as I used to be. How bout going for badminton or swimming.” Problem solved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “Your best friend has a crush on me or your best friend confessed to me”--- Girls, this is critical. Do not ever breathe a word bout this to your boyfriend as it may ruin the friendship between your boyfriend and his best friend. Just settle it by yourself, reject that guy directly and tell him how much you love your boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “My ex was much better than you”--- Are you crazy? Bringing up anything an ex did and saying he did it well is like waving a red flag at a bull. Your boyfriend will feel that he needs to save face, which usually involves a jealous outburst and some manly kind of display like slamming the door or taking off his car at top speed. Of course, you will not be happy if your boyfriend keeps on telling you how great his ex was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “I hate your mother”---Even if he has to spend an hour character assassinating his mother because she is manipulative and critical, avoid the temptation to zoom in by adding that she is mean spirited, dominates the conversation and has lousy dress sense. Your boyfriend will feel incredibly embarrassed and uncomfortable. Remember that this is his mother and not yours, which means he has carte blanche to say whatever he wants about her, but not YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “I think that guy is cute”---Whether you’re all aglow when you look at a good-looking in the pub or the waiter in the restaurant, you boyfriend will definitely don’t want to know that you are thinking of anyone, but not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  “My best friend thinks you’re hot”---It’s a total ego boost to hear friends telling you that they think you’ve got the ultimate catch. But resist the temptation to tell him. All men love an audience and he will start playing with her through flirting or driving too fast to show that he is the man. So if your friends talk about how cute, smart and sexy your man is, just listen, agree, and bathe in the glow of his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “How much do you love me”---Do not ever ask this question girls. This will only make your boyfriend feels irritating. By asking this, you are actually giving him a kind of feel that you do not trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how close you feel to him, something is better left unsaid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111643663398917565?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111643663398917565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111643663398917565&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111643663398917565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111643663398917565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/girlscheck-it-out.html' title='Girls...CheCk It OuT!!'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111640276892972771</id><published>2005-05-18T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:57:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Hair</title><content type='html'>My hair is equivalent to my life. Sometimes I love my hair more than myself. I am more worry when my hair is getting too dry or damaged. I  will rush to the hair-salon for hair treatment or do it myself at home. I will never get that worry if I am not feeling well or having gastrict. I don’t mind spending hours in front of the mirror setting up my hair, as I just don’t like going out without my hair done. Sometimes my friends get really annoyed by me, especially when we are late for class!! I don’t mind spending money for hair-styling products, treatment, or trying out new hairstyles despite I have to skip lunch or dinner just to save money. For me, hair is everything and the very important thing to make a person looks great, gorgeous, and attractive, someone says to arouse the attraction of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different hair suits different people. Different hairstyles can reveal the very different personalities of one self. I used to have long-straight hair which gives me a kind of decent and fresh look. My classmates just can’t stop touching my hair! (They said it is soft and silky. Huh! Sounds like the shampoo advertisement on TV.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having long-straight hair for more than one year, I decided to change a new hairstyle—that’s my current hairstyle. I permed my hair last month in De’ Emphasis Salon in KL. I was a bit doubt before I decided to do the digital perm. I was scared that I would not look nice with curl hair. I was scared I would look too mature. Luckily, the hair- dresser—Klein was professional enough. I was satisfied with my hair..and many of my friends had given me good comments on my hair. At last, I spent RM400 for the digital perm and also coloring my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After perming my hair, it is now time to take good care of it. As curl hair is not the same as long-straight hair. Straight hair is easy to maintain. After washing it, all you need to do is just apply some treatment oil and comb through it. You can even just leave it to dry and it will still remain straight and nice. But for curl hair, if you do not have much time and patient, your curl will not be nice and attractive. After washing hair, you will have to use lotz of styling gel and sculpting lotion to make your curl tight and neat. I just don’t like loose curl and messy hair. Sometimes this process can take you about one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my hair too much. I shall post a photo of me..with my long-straight hair and also with curl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/mEInCuRl.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me In CuRl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/sux.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me With Staight hair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111640276892972771?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111640276892972771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111640276892972771&amp;isPopup=true' title='87 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111640276892972771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111640276892972771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-my-hair.html' title='I Love My Hair'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>87</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111625226631956837</id><published>2005-05-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:04:26.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Dont You All Understand Me?</title><content type='html'>How is it felt when your beloved parents do not understand you and scolded you in the public? How is it felt when you are so disappointed and sad until you have to cry in the public? Just because you guys are too disappointed with 2nd sister that you all have to give me such pressure and stress? How you all think of it before? Can I take the stress? Have I done my best? I swear to you all that I had done my best in all the major and minor exams in college and I took all of those seriously. I am happy and satisfied with my results but why do you all have to compare with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you are the most stupid among three sisters.  If you still can’t show us your best performance in UTAR, I think it would be better you stop studying and start working.” What would you all feel when your parents said this to you? I knew that from the very beginning I was not your favorite daughter, but I had never ever known that I was that bad and useless in your heart. No matter what had 2nd sister did to hurt you all, she is still forgiven. Still remember those days she stopped studying and went to Singapore without acknowledging you all until you had to find out from the University? And now that she has graduated from the University after being persuaded by you all. I know that you guys are really on top of the world even though she could not get first class honour. But for you all, as long as she has completed her study, this is the best gift ever. She claimed that she would never work as a chemist and remain jobless after graduation, enjoying and doing nothing. Without failing, she always gets what she wants. You guys are willing to let her study bout hair designing and something on cosmetics. How lucky she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me? I have always asked the least from you all. I do not dare to ask for extra money from you all. I have done my part well and study hard so that I will not disappoint you guys like what 2nd sister did. Just because I could not score 4.0 in my exam, I have to be blamed? Still remember that day when I got my SPM result? I could not score Full A’s. I could only get 9 A’s. Mum had teased me with lots of bad words saying that I m stupid among my friends. Why could Melissa(my eldest sis) scored Full A’s and why could not you? I admit that I am not really that smart and intelligent but I have done my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t entered Utar yet but you guys have already made me feel that bad. I lack of confidence and motivation to go further. As no matter what have I done, I am still the most stupid child in the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad, I appreciate what you all have done for me. I have already done my best in my study. I just hate it when you all have to compare me with Melissa and some of my friends. Sometimes I feel bad too. And that is why I had always strived hard to get scholarship so that I could reduce you burden for dad is retired. It does not always mean that when you guys are not observing me I am not studying. I am already 19, and I know my responsibilities pretty well. I just hope that you all can understand me better. I don’t know the way to tell you all my feelings as before I could tell anything, I will be scolded. For what ever reason, I still love you all much more that I love myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111625226631956837?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111625226631956837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111625226631956837&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111625226631956837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111625226631956837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-dont-you-all-understand-me.html' title='Why Dont You All Understand Me?'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111618249192171640</id><published>2005-05-16T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T02:49:01.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Dear</title><content type='html'>These hearts and lips are for you my dear, when you are not around with me. I feel really reluctant when ever you need to leave me to get back to the college. But I know I can’t keep you that long as I know you will always remember me where ever you are. Sorry to you that I have been throwing tempers on you lately. I m not understanding enough and I don’t have much patient. I know you are not happy with all these, but you just love me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely a nice person, with fine personalities to make the world goes round and also to create a new world for me..A world fills with endless happiness, enjoyment, and satisfaction. A world which is stress-free and the world where I am MYSELF. I feel ease and comfortable being with you. Thanks for being there for me all the times…sunny or rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; every now and then. I love &lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;because I know you will be coming back. And I hate &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; because it is the day you will be leaving. Even though time spent together is short, you have never failed to keep me sweet and happy. You have never failed to give a good time for me, sweet enough for me to recall back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can’t view those hearts and lips. But remember that&lt;strong&gt;THEY&lt;/strong&gt; will always remain in your heart and your mind. I appreciate someone as lovely as you. I cherish someone as caring as you. And I just can’t stop thinking of you! You are some one irreplaceable and some one really &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;. You are simply the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will like this post! Just for you..my DEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111618249192171640?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111618249192171640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111618249192171640&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111618249192171640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111618249192171640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-you-dear.html' title='Thank You Dear'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111617834327499693</id><published>2005-05-16T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:32:23.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamp Post??</title><content type='html'>I am a &lt;strong&gt;lamp post &lt;/strong&gt;too..Jason!!! Funny yeah..You used to be the lamp post but now it is my turn! I will not know how it feels until I had tried. Damn weird and embarrassing!! This is the very first time I blushed when I talked. This couple—one used to be my best friend and the guy is my normal friend. They called me out for breakfast the day before and promised to come and fetch me at 10am. I did not think that much when they asked me to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept pretty late at that night and as usual I could not wake up on time the next morning. They were already waiting for me in front of my house..before I woke up. After washing up and dressing up myself, I got up their car and everything was still fine. Next, we gonna decide where to have our breakfast and here problem came in. We had a difficult time deciding where to go as they kept on asking me to decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had suggested a nice place where I ate a plate of nasi lemak with sotong and also my favourite drink, Milo Kosong Ais. The couple was so quiet or maybe they are just to shy to talk in front of me.. I had to try hard to start a conversation. But the conversation SUX! It is either I talked more to my best fren while her bf would be keeping quiet or vice versa. That was why I chose to give up after much trying. I remained quiet and so did the couple. It was not a good breakfast session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend wanted to go back to our secondary school to certify some documents after having breakfast but it was still early. So we just hanged around Tampin Town. We did not talk much to each other..Is it because of me..you guys are not talking that much?Huh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a good outing for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111617834327499693?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111617834327499693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111617834327499693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111617834327499693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111617834327499693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/lamp-post.html' title='Lamp Post??'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111617344346772017</id><published>2005-05-16T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:12:40.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day, Bad Luck, Bad Memories</title><content type='html'>It was yet another &lt;strong&gt;frustrating &lt;/strong&gt;day for me…I was supposed to take the 1pm train to Seremban and then after that take the Komuter Service to Nilai. My friend would be waiting for me and send me to Kuala Lumpur. I planned to spend a day in KL and to settle my UTAR fees on the next day. However, luck was not by my side. I was damn pissed on that day. Bad things juz happened in one shot.. I was soooo…..tired..and disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 1:&lt;/strong&gt; The 1pm train was delayed. The person in-charge said it would be arriving at around 1.40pm..Daddy suggested to bring me to the Coconut Corner to have a fresh coconut before I board the train. It was still a nice drinking-session. I was still waiting patiently. The coconut was young enough and was juicy. Thanks daddy!!! At about 130pm, we drove back to the train station, expecting the train to arrive shortly. But the person in-charge told us that the train would not be arriving so soon as the engine is not functioning and it took times to fix the problem. I was so mad at that time. “What the hell?” Gosh. I had to find another solution to get to Seremban. The weather is hot and humid. I started to raise my voice and to throw my temper at anyone. The next solution will be the BUS..WHICH I had never ever travel in it before!! Later on I found out that the bus was not air-conditioned. And I don’t even know how to get to the komuter station from the bus-station. I was getting a little nervous..i was cracking my head to find the best solution! At that moment..i suddenly discovered that I forgot to bring my KL’s house key along with me..Pissed again! No choice, I had to get back to my house to get the key.. Dad was kind enough to be patient with me and to send me home..After ransacking the whole house and my room, I found out that the key was not in!! I had lost my key. Immediately I called Cheah Seong, to tell him about the incident as he was supposed to pick me up in Nilai. I was unreasonable and shouted at him at that time! Thanks CHEAH SEOng, he was as patient as my daddy. He said I might have left the key in his sis car and promised to find the key for me without any failure; he managed to get the key for me.It was in his sis’s car. Thanks again!! I told him that the train has broke down, and I had to take a bus to Seremban, he is kind though to offer to fetch me in Seremban so that I did not need to take komuter to Nilai. He was worry about me that time. Sorry dear, Have to trouble you once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 2: &lt;/strong&gt;I went to the bus station at 2.30pm hoping that there would be a bus to Seremban. Luck was against me.. There wasn’t any bus. I waited for half-an hour before the bus came. Meanwhile, I was still throwing my temper at Cheah Seong and also daddy.( I felt pretty sorry after the whole incident. I felt guilty.) I got up the bus, and there was something wrong with the ticket printing machine. The bus delayed for about 20 minutes before the driver started the journey. Guess what happened on the way? The bus broke down!!! Again..like the train..Its engine was not functioning well..Thus the driver drove the bus all the way back to the bus station, and we had to wait for another bus. I was so angry at that time..the weather was killing me..I screwed the bus driver and shouted at him in the public. Another bus arrived at 3.30pm it was an unpleasant journey. The bus was not air-conditioned and it was the first time I had ever traveled in the bus. I almost cried out in that bus. The wind had made my face sticky and dirty. By the time I reached Seremban, the entire make up on my face was gone, and it was indeed a very tiring journey. The journey took me around one hour fifteen minutes. Cheah Seong was already waiting for me at the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 3: &lt;/strong&gt;I went to Tar College to make some enquiries before I proceeded to Utar to pay my fees. Too bad the officer there was not helpful enough. They could not provide me with the information that I needed. Instead, they had directed me from the Pre-U office to the Examination Department, and after that to the admission. I was like a fool, walking around the college. Yet, I could not get the information that I wanted. After being disappointed, I decided to get over to Utar juz next by the college to make enquiries before going to the PJ Campus. Luckily the officer in charge there was good enough. She had given me clear instruction and good explanation too. She had even suggested me to make my payment in Public Bank. So that I need not proceed to the PJ Campus. (I don’t know the way to PJ) There is a Public Bank near Utar. We went there and luckily it was not a long queue. When it was my turn, the lady at the counter there suddenly told me that I could not make the payment here in the bank. I was stunned at that moment. I was a bit loud at that time and insisted that the payment could be made here.(It is a banker’s cheque.  I could juz bank into Utar’s account). The senior officer came over to offer his help after hearing us arguing. As I had said, the payment could be done through the bank. Anyhow there would be a surcharge at RM2. I did not mind paying it as I could save the trouble finding the way to PJ. But that lady with her evil smile said I could have gone to PJ so that I could save the RM2. Gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 4:&lt;/strong&gt; When I was walking back to the car, my shoes got worn off. Damn I was really that bad-luck. It was still considered a new pair of shoes which I had been wearing them or less than one month. I could not walk any longer. I could just wait by the roadside for Cheah Seong to come. ~Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was really a bad day for me with lots of bad memories. I will never forget this day in my life!!! Daddy and Cheah Seong, sorry for throwing my temper and raising my voice. I hope you guys will be reading this and forgive me. Daddy, I know you will never visit my blog, but deep down I m really sorry to do this to you. Sorry to make you guys worry about me.. and have to call me often to check out whether I m safe through out the journey. You guys are really great. I love you all! Thanz for being there.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111617344346772017?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111617344346772017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111617344346772017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111617344346772017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111617344346772017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-day-bad-luck-bad-memories.html' title='Bad Day, Bad Luck, Bad Memories'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111510120395659708</id><published>2005-05-03T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T14:20:03.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do i really have to care?</title><content type='html'>Some one has asked me this question---Do you really have to care how ppl look at you..and how do ppl think bout you? I stopped for a moment..and think..and the answer is definitely a YES!! I care..and i really care..I take every words of others very seriously...&lt;br /&gt;But why do i have to care bout it so much? I am happy with who i m now..i m not gonna change my perception..my personalities...or even image juz bcuz ppl dun like it..i juz wanna be myself..the real-self!!!&lt;br /&gt;Are we in guilt in we dont explain or defend ourself when ppl are critisizing us? I am that kind of person who wont explain futher when i am in the right..but ppl juz get me wrong!!Why?i hate it..and i alwiz hate it!&lt;br /&gt;Life goes as it comes...Friends come and go.. yeah..i wont be tht stupid that nerdy again..i hav to be more concious n more observativein future..i hav to make sure dat i m not gonna get hrt anymore by anyone else...&lt;br /&gt;I hate holidays..especially long holidays...problems will raise up..n i have to do lotz of thinking..i hate to think..i hate to figure out things that hurt me..n i hate it so much..&lt;br /&gt;i m really looking forward for the new sem to start..n i m gonna b stronger now&lt;br /&gt;Friendship blossom in our heart. Strengthen by Time n action..who will be our frens n who will be our enemies then..no one will ever know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111510120395659708?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111510120395659708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111510120395659708&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111510120395659708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111510120395659708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/do-i-really-have-to-care.html' title='Do i really have to care?'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111506269478411004</id><published>2005-05-03T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:42:33.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstabbing</title><content type='html'>I get hurt today after knowing something i should not have known. If i know that it will be so hurting..i will not choose to know at the 1st place. I cant believe that this friend of mine is backstabbing me!! I treat her as a friend of mine, talking to her from my inner heart. I have never ever pretend in front of her.But i cant believe that she actually hates me..though she seems to be good and as friendly as other in front of me...OMG..i just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;when someone is jealous about you, she or he will be trying their very best to talk bad bout you?to backstab you?or to stop someone from interacting with you?Is this wat they should do?Have i done sumthing wrong until this fren of mine have to backstab me...talk bad bout me in front of sumone whom i really cares?what i her purpose of doing all these?Is this what we called as friend?&lt;br /&gt;I hate pretenders..she is so fake..she talks sweet in front of me..but behind..she is a hypocrite..i get really upset and dissapointed.Sometimes i wonder,how many true friends will we have in our life?Who is considered as our true friend and who is not?&lt;br /&gt;Friends who are nice in front of you may not be your true friends. YOu may be inspired by their sweet talks.but deep down..they are juz fooling you around,taking you for granted. whereas frens who scold or screw you up..with harsh words..can be your true friends who care and love..Well this is life.whey will not alwiz stay they way they are..there is alwiz ups and downs in life...&lt;br /&gt;But this friend of mine really dissapoint me..she is juz the only one whom i know doing this to me..wat bout others?I am sure there will be other friends of mine doing the same thing as her...i am slowly losing confidence in my friends...Sorry dude..but it is true..sometimes i would rather keep everything to myself than to reveal to my so-called friends..~sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111506269478411004?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111506269478411004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111506269478411004&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111506269478411004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111506269478411004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/05/backstabbing.html' title='Backstabbing'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111477860958789546</id><published>2005-04-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:43:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Confused!!!</title><content type='html'>Inner-Conflict!!! I am confused with myself…I don’t really know what I actually want in my life..i am currently studying BIOTECHNOLOGY in UTAR. But do I really interest in this course? Undeniable, I love biology, and I m almost good at this subject for I always scored the highest in college. What do I know about biotechnology? Does it has got good prospect in future? What can I be after graduate from University? All I know bout it is juz about doing research to invent new product which is better in quality.HuH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that a part of me has got great interest in accounting as I had been thinking of taking up this course after my graduation. All of you must be wondering why don’t I take up this course instead of biotechnology right? I also dunno why??? All I know that I was too rush and irrational when choosing the course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I regretting now? I am not sure too!! Somehow I am used to this kind of feeling already.or another word I m immuned already! Malaysia is looking seriously into Biotechnology now, especially in the field of agriculture. No doubt I have thought about engaging in Food Technology or Nutrition…&lt;br /&gt;I am so confused….can anyone tell me what I am doing now is correct or wrong..?&lt;br /&gt;I m telling myself to do my best in my current study..but I have never give up accounting cuz I m still doing accounts and learning from my frens who are studying this course in my college…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will my future be? Am I gonna take double major? Or I m going to flung…Damn..i hate it when I have to think bout all this…especially I m having my long holidays now..i m juz too free n I will start to think about all these…n found myself into such dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna enter UTAR when the new sem starts.Damn can anyone out there help me?&lt;br /&gt;I m almost helpless here…Does everyone has got the same problems as me? Or I m the only one having such problem? Sometimes I do feel that I m complicated..i have alwiz try to make things simple..too bad it alwiz turn out to be such complicated…!!!If god is a girl..u hav to blif it..cuz life is complicated…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111477860958789546?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111477860958789546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111477860958789546&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111477860958789546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111477860958789546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-confused.html' title='I am Confused!!!'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111415262011472125</id><published>2005-04-22T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T14:47:49.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Redang tRiP</title><content type='html'>hEY dUDE...I m back from my trip..it was a nice trip...nice place..with nice ppl..n lotz of nice activities...i was having a great time over there..getting too exhausted.but gaining lotz of satisfaction..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this trip did not start that smooth at 1st...as i felt sorta awkard there as i was the only junior over there..i dun really know that gang pretty well..n they were not much topic to share about!!..the 1st day was killing me..i was crying to go back..i cant get into the gang...n i felt bored..Yeah..boredom is killing me...!!!&lt;br /&gt;There came 2nd day...i started to get into the gang...initiating a conversation...n so on...i still felt a little left behind..at least it was better than the 1st day..i was really engaging in those activities..i started to laugh..n smile alot..thanz god..!!!&lt;br /&gt;The sea...n the beach is really nice..n fascinating...i feel ease n really relaxing...listening to the waves...n also i enjoy gazing starts at nite....the starry nite is gonna drive me crazy...it is really cool....&lt;br /&gt;Well..i m getting really lazy to blog..so i shall post sum really nice photoes..to share with u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2255.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2501.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2377.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2335.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/DSCN2505.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111415262011472125?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111415262011472125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111415262011472125&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111415262011472125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111415262011472125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-redang-trip.html' title='My Redang tRiP'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111367549742328631</id><published>2005-04-17T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T02:18:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miSS sUMONE sOoO....mUCH</title><content type='html'>I miss my roommate sooooo much!!! N I m gonna miss those great moments we had shared together in kl…gossiping together..studying together..laughing together for nothing..sleeping together..n also having hear-to-heart talk..i really miss those bed-time stories that she use to tell me b4 I sleep…I sent her to KLIA that day..n guess wat…I cried out after she left…N I know…she is sumone really important to me..n she Is definitely certified as the best fren I had ever had…!!!We have got lotz of similarities..we share and we care for each other…I feel comfortable n ease being with her…She is from Sabah…n she is one old older than me..she is juz too GREAT for me!!Complete n Perfect…I GUESS she is missing me right now too!!!The friendship between us is so pure n natural….even though there will be misunderstanding n arguments in between.they are resolved easily….!!!...Glad to know that she misses me a lot too….&lt;br /&gt;            I used to have lotz of good friends like her.during my secondary school!! Friends who are really close to each other.Frenz who really have got lotz to crapz..n talk about..But it is sad to say that things have really changed after we left each other to continues our study…I went to TAR College….n the rest of the gangs went into Matriculation!!! Times spent together is getting lesser n lesser…conversation has become shorter n shorter…n the gap has bcome really obvious!!!We do not have common topics to share…nor same interests anymore..Everybody has got their own lifestyle…own circle of frens!!! I used to have a really good fren..or even known as my best fren in secondary..We use to go out yamcha when ever I m back in Tampin…but throught out the session..there is nothing much that we can talk about…the GAP IS THERE…!!We dun have heart-to-heart talk anymore…we dun exchange secret anymore like wat we used to do last time.We are hiding something from each other!I hate this kind of feeling..but it does happen on me..n it is alwiz the same gang will come out for tea everytime..what has happened to the rest of our classmates from 5sc1? “Distance makes the heart grows fonder” Bullshit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;            I hate this kind of feelings!!Being ignored when ever we are having tea session!!As I m the only one who went into TAR College…the matriculation gangs will spend most of the time gossiping bout events happened in the matriculation…I dun understand at all WTH are they talking about…sumtimes when they try to avoid revealing ppl’s secret…they will use name as A guy n B guy…to cover up!!!Damn..i will b like a fool…looking at them..listening to things that I will never ever understand!..i feel awkward…n uncomfortable..!!.&lt;br /&gt;            I went out with my best fren today..!!i went to fetch her n v decided to go out yamcha…it was pretty hot this afternoon..so v had chosen bakers cottage which is air-conditioned!...v started our conversation. “how are u recently”….it sounded pretty awkward n not natural…but thanz god..it bcame more n more natural..n smooth…we shared bout our study life…relationships…n stuff…I was relieved…n happy..luckily..it was still a good n fine tea session!!But still..i really miss those good old days v had spent together in secondary school!!Things will change…I  cant expect things to remain the same anyway rite….?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111367549742328631?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111367549742328631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111367549742328631&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111367549742328631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111367549742328631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-miss-sumone-sooomuch.html' title='I miSS sUMONE sOoO....mUCH'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111358503560195027</id><published>2005-04-16T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:44:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumone has FrUstrated Me!!!</title><content type='html'>Some one Has Frustrated Me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Sumone has pissed me off! This super duper kiasu fren of mine---Shi wei…is a freak!! Girls often get deceived by his outlook..He is kinda tall..slim n no doubt he has got good postures! Just a little compliment for him!But deep down he is a freak..He has got attitudes n behaviours that are really irritating. He will never ever admit that he is doing sumthing wrong..he will never ever claim that he has lost..eventhough he is a loser!! And he shows no concern towards other people’s affairs!! MYOB…is his favourite quote!!”MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS”..&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!The worst part about him is….he said that having lotz of frens will create lots of troubles to him..as gals..usually fall for him…He will hav to spend lotz of time..entertaning them..or ignoring them!WTF!!!!...Neway…I hav to admit that this fren of mine…he has got his own style…which is damn unique…n his theory bout life..n relationship..sumtimes really inspires me..Sumtimes I too hav to agree with his point of view..WAT THE HELL…I m flattering him….DUH!!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how he frustrated me?...He treats me like nobody…huh!! He will only sms me..or call me whenever he needs help….The correct time will be..EXAM SEASON…he will sms me..asking for tips..but after giving him tips…he will claim that those tips are juz too simple for him..Summore he did not even thanz me for waking him up at 2 in the morning..instead of that, he said he did not wake up after putting down the call…he did not appreciate at all..i had to waste my credit..n summore time to call him….&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off!!!&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y132/cutieadeline/shiwei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111358503560195027?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111358503560195027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111358503560195027&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111358503560195027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111358503560195027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/04/sumone-has-frustrated-me.html' title='Sumone has FrUstrated Me!!!'/><author><name>Adeline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07672598137272017288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v470/jason_lioh/Adeline/Adeline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12178873.post-111350899604110912</id><published>2005-04-15T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T04:03:16.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I M nEw!! Dun BuLlY mE..</title><content type='html'>Finally..the registration is done!!N i m new to it...The biggest worries that i had now is my english Sux!!How m i gonna produce a nice piece of work?i wanna write sumthing that touches your heart..but i know i will end up writting nonesense or lame jokes!!Wanna write bout myself?Nothing special bout me...Adeline..a simple but not nerdy girl...wanna start blogging bcuz wanna start a photo album..Thanz to Jason...But i dun hav confidence with myself..as i know i wont write so often...bcuz i m juz too lazy.Jason..i dun know wether i can keep my blog properly anot..so plez dun promote it ot ur frens lah....Well..to start of, i m having my sem holidayz now.It is a long break for bout one n a half month..i dun really hav  much planning or activities..therefore..i m quite worry..except online..n sleep..there is nothing much that i can do!Well..i m a part-time slacker.in case you dont know!I had a quite wonderful time today in malacca with my frens...Jason n Cheah Seong...eventhough jason felt that he was the light bulb..yet i enjoyed the time v spent together..it has been quite sumtime both of us did not come out d...another thing is i accomplished my wish..by meeteing up with my classmates in mahkota parade...n i saw her bf...whom i alwiz long to see..HaHa...Hav Ya watched The Pacifier?Is quite a nice movie...it is funny..n full with lame jokes...i laughed through out that movie....!Neway...thanz..jason n cheah seong...i had a goodtime being with u all...N really sorry that i had to bluff both of u!!juz take it as a small surprise okie...if both of u did angry with me...i apologize yea!...Miracles...i love miracles...i m hoping for miracles every now n then...cuz i believe much in miracle...!Miracles are normal..when they do not occur..Something must have gone wrong!!!..hope that miracles falls on everyone who is reading this blog lah!!...finisih crapping...!Miracles...Miracles...sighz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12178873-111350899604110912?l=adelinemiracles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/feeds/111350899604110912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12178873&amp;postID=111350899604110912&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111350899604110912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12178873/posts/default/111350899604110912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adelinemiracles.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-m-new-dun-bully-me.html' title='I M nEw!! 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