<?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-6069029</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:00:53.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalas ~</title><subtitle type='html'>x loves x  sweets . choco . you . laming . dae- dreamin . singing . playin e guitar . captain's ball . eating . going online .

x hates x to studie . betrayers . perverts! . doin things i dun like . wannah !!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-8934823196280004841</id><published>2007-11-21T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:30:07.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=X</title><summary type='text'>tskk!apparently, some irritating beetle flew into my bowl of rice water when i was  just about to pick it up and wash my face. wth!and there goes my rice water.so in return, it was left to struggle afloat.hmm.. i wonder whether is it done struggling yet for 2 hrs.if it is, i shall say a lil prayer for e poor fellow.seriously, heaven is a better place than earth :)And I don't want the world to see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/8934823196280004841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/8934823196280004841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8934823196280004841' title='=X'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-6813444400245607528</id><published>2007-11-16T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:58:59.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitterswt.</title><summary type='text'>my weekend is bitter sweet(maybe a lil).first of all, i lost my ntu water bottle and  a key chain with my name.i know  my bottle is at e lt for sure. but as for my key chain, i really have no idea where i lost itand furthermore it was a gift.zzzzzzzzz.but anyway, i felt quite relieve that e ipc quiz was easy today (too easy to make careless mistakes)cos i do not wish to repeat last sem's saga of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6813444400245607528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6813444400245607528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6813444400245607528' title='bitterswt.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-5174583042341694692</id><published>2007-11-08T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:22:38.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balloons :D</title><summary type='text'>laughing cow cheese PARTY cubes are so addictive !ok, lemme ask u guys a question:  would u rather set a balloon free or keep it till it shrinks ?i know its super random, but i wonder who will have e same ans as me.    :):):):):)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/5174583042341694692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/5174583042341694692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5174583042341694692' title='balloons :D'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-7426438347611044383</id><published>2007-11-06T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:14:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the otherside :)</title><summary type='text'>boooyakazz!i have no scoo today!cos of  some biz continuity day.i feel like some pig today after slping e whole day.like literally from 2am to 10am, after logging onto mel for a few mins,i went back to slp again till 12 plus, woke up for lunch :Dwas online till 3. den slpt again till 6!i slpt for 13 hrs today!zzoink!!  :)im totally clueless to y im having a headache now despite slping so muchie.i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7426438347611044383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7426438347611044383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7426438347611044383' title='on the otherside :)'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-3114538282983296077</id><published>2007-11-01T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:22:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><summary type='text'>ive been reaching scoo early on time at 8am for lessons for 2 days in a row.went to e expressway busstop at like 7.15 to take 151saw my cussie nadz/mx  :)   we took e same bus to scoo together for e FIRST TIME. wow.she goes to nus while i head for np.its been after 1 sem that we finally met each other at e stop! like finally. hai really enjoyed her company since young.man, shes one hip and crazee</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3114538282983296077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3114538282983296077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3114538282983296077' title='untitled'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-7633254189903871432</id><published>2007-10-24T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T02:45:10.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast forward holiday mood</title><summary type='text'>im in happy mood now.its barely even november, and im alrdy thinking on how to spend my chrismas for dec. wth!i really cant wait for my frens to finish their a levels nxt month. like on e 16 and 28 Nov?gen and ying, JIAYOU!! i'll be waiting for u gals to complete ur papers.so we can party at indochine or town together! woo!! see, now u know e reason y im looking forward to e festive season </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7633254189903871432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7633254189903871432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7633254189903871432' title='fast forward holiday mood'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-1810002635378646286</id><published>2007-10-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:46:13.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new bag!</title><summary type='text'>i finnally get e 'im kinda enjoying scoo feeling now.'cos we're finally laughing and crapping like we used to before exams last sem.its probably cos i ate some happy boosters - in e form of chewing gum.it works wonders trust me, cos i dont feel slpy in aradhana's lecture today!i really likee my new maroon bag now cos its really big that i can squeeze in my bro's ultra large jacket plus a water </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/1810002635378646286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/1810002635378646286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1810002635378646286' title='new bag!'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-9121300793248212153</id><published>2007-10-18T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:32:16.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glad.</title><summary type='text'>have been feeling rather down over e past few days.even when i was on e bus to scoo ytd,i wasnt stoning, nor looking outside e bus,my mind was just preoccupied with stuff.i realise that e heart and mind dont think in sync.so e harder u try to fight away these thoughts, e more they'll taunt u.but im certainly glad to say that im done with emo-ing after talking to one of my bff ytd(best frens </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/9121300793248212153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/9121300793248212153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9121300793248212153' title='glad.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-7825380428779380406</id><published>2007-10-08T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:47:54.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to my one and only love, wenjun!  :D</title><summary type='text'>i cant slp nowww. rahh!!so decided to go online for a lil while,e first thing i saw when i signed in msn was an offline conver from my beloved wenjun.(: shaker, shake shake! ♥ sent 10/7/2007 10:18 PM:hi mag!(: shaker, shake shake! ♥ sent 10/7/2007 10:18 PM:im in china now! haha.(: shaker, shake shake! ♥ sent 10/7/2007 10:18 PM:i tell you, its very cool here!(: shaker, shake shake! ♥ sent 10/7/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7825380428779380406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7825380428779380406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7825380428779380406' title='dedicated to my one and only love, wenjun!  :D'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-1101577475665072162</id><published>2007-10-02T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:34:13.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past and present</title><summary type='text'>i suddenly had e urge to blog in mid day.have so many things to say here.but i shall save it for rainy days =)was blog hopping around jus now,i saw this blog which had a family portrait taken with a graduate inside.reminds me of the time when my family stepped into serangoon broadway about 1.5 mths back to do a photoshoot too.and obviously e ones wearing e square hat isnt me. lols!wanted to post </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/1101577475665072162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/1101577475665072162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1101577475665072162' title='past and present'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-7642557599508960472</id><published>2007-09-30T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:36:03.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jus had a night jog @ 11pm after coming back from punggol.boy, it feels good to jog at nite while u enjoy e quietness, beauty and serenity of darkness.im serious, everything surrounding u is pitch black plus its cooling(but still humid)all in all, it is still a delightful experienceso i shall do it more often after work.right now, im feeling so hungry.shall hlp myself to those marks&amp;spencer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7642557599508960472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7642557599508960472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7642557599508960472' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-3492177546762986544</id><published>2007-09-24T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:04:21.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see some light!</title><summary type='text'>jus came back from family dinner.im feeling so bloated rite now, looks like i cant have an early nite.now, i sorta know wad i wanna do in life.took train to novena, had to walk to e underpass to and fro united square.heard familiar tunes  like stand by me - ben e. king and wonderful tonight by a performer on his guitar.e feeling of hearing a street performance was just soothing.it really lifts up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3492177546762986544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3492177546762986544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3492177546762986544' title='i see some light!'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-6293023176047035926</id><published>2007-09-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T13:57:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>working has no life man!have to wake up at 6.30am everyday.and i've been slping at 2 for e past few days.blame it on msn!!i dont really love to chat on msn actually,  (prefer face to face better)its jus that my buddies wanna chat me up so, once u talk u cant stop!i got so HIGH while chatting in e middle of e nite that i went insomniacand thus disrupting my beauty slp.surprisingly i still can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6293023176047035926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6293023176047035926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6293023176047035926' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-6023978984622483028</id><published>2007-09-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:32:59.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally blogging!! got kinda motivated by yiwen and gen!yiwen blogs often now!! wow!!!so i should start blogging often too. woo.went to top up my bus card after work.saw -$0.47  left in it.e figure looks kinda weird in a student concession card,so i checked e bus and train rides i took.and to my HORROR, i am actually using adult fares since tues and i didnt even realise it!!!OMG!!!i hate being an</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6023978984622483028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/6023978984622483028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6023978984622483028' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-3340390033816623327</id><published>2007-08-31T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:12:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's princess diana's 10th death aniversary.wish i could be with e english ppl who were gathered at e chapel for her memorial service,or even place a bouquet of flowers outside kensington palace.e first time i ever heard of e princess's name was when she died.how ironic rite?i rmb it was around p2 that time.my mum briefly explained about her to me.but it didnt really get into my brain.so i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3340390033816623327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/3340390033816623327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3340390033816623327' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-98133704627118519</id><published>2007-08-31T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:52:10.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is happy teachers' day today.met up with ex classmates,went back to kcp to visit old teachers.saw chee yong, ms amy, beloved mrs teo and some others.!they haven changed much.surprisingly ms lau can only recognize me out of so many ppl.but y me?  (not a very gd sign though. hai)after cam whoring teachers,we headed down to j8 din tai fung and makan!!wow, e food there is superbly awwesome!esp e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/98133704627118519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/98133704627118519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#98133704627118519' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-8798519450793859417</id><published>2007-08-11T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T09:49:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>loads of stuff happened over past few days. so shall blog them in order.wedwent back to yj (woohoo!) apparently im not e only uninvited guest there.saw some ppl during 1st 3 mths from my class, surprisingly they still rmb me.and of cos i saw some frens and ex classmates too.that scoo hasnt changed much since i left, and e new makeshift canteen looks great to me.now, e highlight!peiya came and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/8798519450793859417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/8798519450793859417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8798519450793859417' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-7923426133913724007</id><published>2007-08-06T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:53:02.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflect.</title><summary type='text'>i've found my way back into blogging.thanks to my poly frens! i somehow feel e urge to blog again.  my dear blog, i feel so sorry to abandon u for 3 yrs.all this time it has been helter skelter,my last entry was before o levels,had fun in yj during 2006 and now im  in np doing some sc course which i have no idea y i chose cbe v*frownscant quite believe that my life changed (360*3) degrees which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7923426133913724007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/7923426133913724007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7923426133913724007' title='reflect.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-112902522340941048</id><published>2005-10-11T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:07:03.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hail to my favourite song - bohemian rhaspody.mamamaia!~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/112902522340941048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/112902522340941048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112902522340941048' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-112254781137236481</id><published>2005-07-28T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:50:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we're like cars on a cable,vulnerable as it seems,life's like an hour glass glued to the table.life of a 16 yr old is definately mundane.countless of books and assignments piling up.so much to do yet so little time.i feel so hlpless and the dread in me is numbed.as they say that theres a light at each end of a tunnel,but i still cant see the light,and this is where my sanity hangs by a gosomer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/112254781137236481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/112254781137236481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112254781137236481' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-111597581373978836</id><published>2005-05-13T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T17:16:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>exams have already ended.sc mcq wasnt tat chicken at all.esp lawrance's physics. chem was still alright.exams jus suck big time.i cant explain for this but im sure u understand y.as a student.went to collect my fone.i can say tat nokia is ineffiicient in their service.waited for forty five mins just to collect my fone.and even worst, its beyond repair.i just knew tat would happen.michelle thins </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111597581373978836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111597581373978836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111597581373978836' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-111510496210479781</id><published>2005-05-03T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:22:42.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>exams have already started!!screamo freamos!!!and i seriously protest about my sitting position.1) im sitting down right front. (tats seriously bad)2) im isolated from my pals, they are all at e extreme back.3) its so stresful there right in front.4) nobody's there to hlp me. but previously i still had gen to comunicate with.5)now im under e strict supervision of those teachers6) im so hell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111510496210479781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111510496210479781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111510496210479781' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-111244968169513009</id><published>2005-04-02T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T21:48:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is mudane.ya.wad other words are fit to describe a sec 4's life?work all left undone.all in a chunk of mess.failed cheena for e first time.cos of careless mistakes.imagaine e big exam is in almost 2 mths time?lols. far frm my expected grade a2.haha.and im gonna miss gb.imagine e mismatched feeling tat will happen on friday,when it is time to report for gb, extra lessons takes place instead..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111244968169513009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/111244968169513009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111244968169513009' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-110767612854086622</id><published>2005-02-06T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T15:48:48.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was super tired on fri.gb and resilliance training(2.4km)tough.my feet smells even nicer than my body.haha.cny's dawning.smells like festive spirit.err..ok.im excited!that means more food and cash?ha-s.eh.i think tat i sound like a greedy pig here.heeeheee.i havent studied for e cumalative freq. test on mon.   =X</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/110767612854086622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/110767612854086622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110767612854086622' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-110681654831565227</id><published>2005-01-27T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T17:02:28.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its almost 6 mths to another yr since i've blogged here.hohos.had geog test today.e out come of e result will always be still e same.assembly today was totallie boring.ha.huang lao shi changed mich place.so jared seats beside me now.reading e psg for mt was certainly scary.im e onlie one who said a wrong word.haha.this is mi chinese.gotta finish up physics before he screams for '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/110681654831565227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/110681654831565227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110681654831565227' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109117691726399310</id><published>2004-07-30T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T16:41:57.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>noticed</title><summary type='text'>currently listning to      * faint - linkin park  ss .mrs gns .boring .noticed tat i muz tolk moore in class in order not to fall aslp lame =Pbut tatz true cuz i '' ll alwaez fall aslp wifout tolking   mt .did lower den i expected ..cuz i got 24 marks deducted frm mi zao ju ..tatz severe !reallie dun haf much stuff to say ..dun feel lyk blogging ..but has to updated afterall</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109117691726399310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109117691726399310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109117691726399310' title='noticed'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109092062458146595</id><published>2004-07-27T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:30:24.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tell you wat , all i can remember is tat lawrence tan scolded 3 love todae ..shitty bananas.whole class had ta stand up so long to hear him blow off ..n 1 more thing .i'm a happie kid !in fact almost everyday ..tis season .i dunwanna present for e maths project ..veri malu ..i dunnoe how to dance ..y muz dey haf tis project ?mass cheok's idea?tang neh neh didnt come todae ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109092062458146595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109092062458146595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109092062458146595' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109083294503151145</id><published>2004-07-26T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T17:09:05.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared-.</title><summary type='text'>went to skool by mrt ..gonna poa test todae ..amanda suggested tat we shuld tell goh lay guan bout ytd's netball match..so we skip poa test as it was e 1st lesson..lols ..so paiseh if e whole skool were to noe ..aniwaez , we met girls frm e sports skool , ij , rgs , rjc  kinda competetive ..we managed to trash rgs which i think dey werent frm deir skool netball team e worst thing was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109083294503151145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109083294503151145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109083294503151145' title='scared-.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109040265896798054</id><published>2004-07-21T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T17:39:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come on lyrics -.</title><summary type='text'>come on - by ben jelen ( pronoucned as ben yell - en )  And finally the silence Looking out, looking back across the sky Trying to find a meaning Knowing that I just left it all behind Still I smell a lingering softness Where did she go How did she go I wanna wanna know I wanna know that she'll be coming here to me [CHORUS:] Come on Without you I'll never feel the love inside of me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109040265896798054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109040265896798054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109040265896798054' title='come on lyrics -.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109039969735268759</id><published>2004-07-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T16:48:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>racial harmony -.</title><summary type='text'>had racial harmony day ..yep .. itz fun to see peeps dressing well for e occasion :)wore a purple punjabi suit .had e same design as hannah ,but diff colors ..went shopping for ethnic clothings ytd wif li jin  n hannah ..after buying clothes , we went to do henna onn our hands n walked to tekka market to find some matching scandals ..todaes reallie exciting ..esp seeing yoo wearing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109039969735268759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109039969735268759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109039969735268759' title='racial harmony -.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109022659181038686</id><published>2004-07-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T16:32:15.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><summary type='text'>hafing a real bad headache now .. *ouches* itz damm pain !   had pe 1st played badminton   den el had debate was scary .. wasnt tat bad afterall .. won e best speaker title! but seriously genn n hannah r betta den me :)   had chapel after recess ..   didnt haf maths todae cuz lionel ong forgot to come .. so mt was nxt ..   cme .. arhz .. free period .. chee yong didnt come ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109022659181038686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109022659181038686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109022659181038686' title='headache'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109011081891667013</id><published>2004-07-18T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T08:33:38.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz updated mi thursday's post .. go check it out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109011081891667013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109011081891667013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109011081891667013' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109008440822979975</id><published>2004-07-18T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T02:01:07.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gb-.</title><summary type='text'>had gb hk gals came as scheduled. dey r nice peeps .. yep .. had yet to intro some chio hk girls to mr kenneth yeo as he requested for .. how bout mary or weng ? seriously , i haf no idea whether if dey r chio cuz tis r e 2 names i noe ..lols..   todaes prog is not tat bad afterall .. however , had quite a few communication break downs yoo see , mi chinese is lyk half past 6 n mi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109008440822979975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109008440822979975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109008440822979975' title='gb-.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-109003128268501444</id><published>2004-07-17T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T08:23:24.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrites . had m.a.d flushing ytd was kinda fun but tiring too .. mich. geok.kahyee.jingfang n amanda washed e girls toilet directly behind 3 love felt a sense of satisfaction cleaning em proud of it .. hmm n we were one of e last ones to finish cleaning em.   later mich . geok . ky n jingfang n i went to j8 n we took neos not reallie nice cuz got mi face i spoilt e whole pic sorrie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109003128268501444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/109003128268501444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109003128268501444' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108989311558902920</id><published>2004-07-15T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T08:32:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>earlie in e morn had geog.yippee yai yai yippee yippee yai . lols! had geog test which i totallie depended on common knowledge den mt . its ok tml hafing e open storybk test thing didnt bothered to flipping it to learn.. thin tat itz rather lame to conduct tis kinda tests! den maths whole class was lectured by lionel ong said tat he would rather teach 3 peace rather den us well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108989311558902920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108989311558902920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108989311558902920' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108971054596258417</id><published>2004-07-13T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:22:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><summary type='text'>Craig David - You Don't Miss Your Water (Til The Well Runs Dry)As I sail with you across the finest oceansOn our way to find the key to our emotionsTogether will me move the clouds to brighter daysSome people question what I sayTry to break up you and meBut I know this love between us is growing strongerYou can call me whenever, from wherever just remember thatI'll be there through </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108971054596258417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108971054596258417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108971054596258417' title='lyrics'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108970987628213001</id><published>2004-07-13T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:11:16.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up l8 todae paisehs to mich!on tis big morn,why does maths have to be e 1st lesson ?!lionel ong's teaching ..no comments.ss was boringtrying hard to pay attentionyes . i didchem was wonderful not to mention tat mr goh came in to 3 love to tolk some crap .was glad tat he came incuz we can skip agnes ong's bitchingchanged mi impression of tis principleat least i think hes gd. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108970987628213001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108970987628213001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108970987628213001' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108962594283719340</id><published>2004-07-12T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T17:52:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[               hold me in yr arms. nv let me fall'        ]]to     you ~*     if i meant so much to you . show it . or you'll nv get a chance to do so  //        *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108962594283719340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108962594283719340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108962594283719340' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108962394414571027</id><published>2004-07-12T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T17:19:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gb day !</title><summary type='text'>typed all i wanna said juz now .but i refreshed e page . shit.today's gb day !after assemblywalked slowly to classcuz i wanna skip poa testto mi surprisetang lai chan wasnt dere she came l8ter den metolked durin her lesson as usual. she 'll call mi namebut todae shes extra irritatingkeeps calling mi name in juz a short whilea few times in 5 min ?shes in her xl mood todae . damm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108962394414571027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108962394414571027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108962394414571027' title='gb day !'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108942827060337719</id><published>2004-07-10T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T10:57:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired *</title><summary type='text'>still tired frm ytd run .. leg's still pain .. at least i did tried n fulfilled mi aim .. added e soundtrack frm spiderman 2 - vindicated .. nicee !! was said by ms chng ytd .. cuz of oon suping ! wah speaking of oon , shes reallie bu hui zhi dong lor .. ppl tired frm 2.4 den summore ask us to hlp her to carry sum stuff .. so wat if i'm not reallie tat tired .. i still wouldnt wan ta hlp her .. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108942827060337719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108942827060337719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108942827060337719' title='tired *'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108910702915724102</id><published>2004-07-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T17:43:49.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tooot tooot toooot .. donkz ..</title><summary type='text'>lalala .. e story's starting ... can sae tat i'm happie todae , alrite but earlie in e morn got lectured by lionel ong , ok itz mi fault .. but he confiscated mi lyrics (accidentally in luv ) ! i wasnt even singing it during his lesson , onlie e front part  .. got more concentrated on mi wrk .,.. n yet he juz took it away .. later , tried to get it back frm him , but he sumhow lectured me again .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108910702915724102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108910702915724102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108910702915724102' title='tooot tooot toooot .. donkz ..'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108875853097976922</id><published>2004-07-02T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T16:55:30.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.shocked.disppointed.</title><summary type='text'>e title up dere totallie fits me todae .. ran thru all these moods todae .. haiz .. 1st : its wannah ng .. actuallie she was in a totallie gd mood cuz of foto takin .. itz all becuz of lester n tat new boy's fault , dey didnt hand up deir compo up to her .. shes so pissed lor .. den today i forgotten tat she wanna do zhuo ye , budden i got attempt  to buy zhuo ye bu frm bkshp one .. but too bad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108875853097976922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108875853097976922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108875853097976922' title='pissed.shocked.disppointed.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108832465126253523</id><published>2004-06-27T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T17:03:58.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GENERAL INFOStarting Time: 1603Date: 27/06/04 Name On Birth Certificate: tan kian hui magdalene (chen jian hui) awful in chinese rite ? Birthday: 3/12/1988School: Kuo Chuan Presbyterian Sec Sch.. some old rundown skool , but we're moving tml :)Location: Singapore(lion city)E-mail: lene_jh@hotmail.com,crossworlds89@hotmail.comColor of eyes: black..  Hair: Black.. with quite a no. of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108832465126253523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108832465126253523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108832465126253523' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-10883221112670985</id><published>2004-06-27T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T15:41:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizies:)</title><summary type='text'>You are totally in love.You try to hide it but youcant.You are nice and pritty in your own wayand you are a bit of a daydreamer.Have fun andplease rate my quiz.Are you in love? brought to you by QuizillaYou're addicted to.....Nothing! Your addicted to nothing at all? Well..... ok Iguess thats a good thing but come on just thinkof the possibilities! What are you addicted to? (pics!) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/10883221112670985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/10883221112670985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10883221112670985' title='quizies:)'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108824541095395606</id><published>2004-06-26T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T22:22:49.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a continuation frm ytd's entry .. ya , i juz knew ! surely got ppl wanna c wat i' ve gotta sae abt you noe hu .. ok, got into quite a row wif mi mum over tan ek ming , though mi mum doesnt lyk him .. she still sum sorta defended him . lols! it sumhow started frm nowhere until i mentioned wat happened in e comp lab .. tat stuff was  a mth old ? tan ek ming juz sumhow ask me which i'm surfing , i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108824541095395606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108824541095395606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108824541095395606' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108817809501410095</id><published>2004-06-25T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T10:44:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sicko lor !</title><summary type='text'>shall mention e pleasant thing 1st , e displsing thing will be e last to come .. went out to do maths project .. had quite a nice time over at amanda's hse :) supposed to go together wif wen n jin to kfc at j8 , but i stil havent got mi skool shoes yet , so i left 1st n meet up wit em till i got those shoes .. went to royal sporting hse in thomson plaza , onlie to find out mi reservation's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108817809501410095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108817809501410095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108817809501410095' title='sicko lor !'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108804326465562847</id><published>2004-06-24T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T10:19:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_______   spastic      x</title><summary type='text'>listnin to jet - look what you've done:)todae's thurs ? so fast .. hols r coming to an end ? skool is starting soon ? wad is tis ? having piano lessons todae .. b-o-r-i-n-g  -_-  i kinda dread going for piano leesons . havent you heard tat piano lessons can be murder ? k.. i havent been praticing keyboard for lyk 32785438 days ?? tat shuld be long enuff rite ? n u muz be wondering why ure </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108804326465562847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108804326465562847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108804326465562847' title='_______   spastic      x'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108783537070397333</id><published>2004-06-22T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T00:29:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did i mention abt 2 st marg's girls ?? forget abt it , it would be pointless to mention em , one was irritating n e other attitudee prob ..  ok , i saw chin teck being interviewed on cna when our skool was featured on e mad fushing day thingy , cuz we had trainning sessions todae n i didnt go cuz i overslept .. ok , i saw si hui on tis posterwif tkgs girls posing for e mad flushing day poster ad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108783537070397333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108783537070397333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108783537070397333' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108781265573155615</id><published>2004-06-21T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T18:12:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rtc-.</title><summary type='text'>came back frm camp n till now i'mn updating it , k i'm dead lazy to narrate e event , juz take a look at e blogs of mi fellow gb galz .. aniwae , camp wasnt reallie fun , but itz fun in e way tat i made lotsa new frenz lyk june(crazy gal!) , deb n even got to noe a bit betta of mi coy's ppl :) thru tis camp , we learnt tat punctuality counts k.. cuz we always got into trouble wif it .. n not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108781265573155615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108781265573155615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108781265573155615' title='rtc-.'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108744621003022425</id><published>2004-06-17T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T12:23:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz another bored feeling : (</title><summary type='text'>finallie , i changed mi skin , itz kinda new (i think) cuz it has onlie 3 colors , white , grey n black! hahax:) quite a simple one , i thin itz not bad , somehow a gd change for me :) n deres a nice song by clay too :) lemme tell you why i shuld change-. 1. when i look back now , i thin itz a horrible skin (e black , purple n pink one )2.doesnt suit me 3.e skin has faults (e pic cannot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108744621003022425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108744621003022425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108744621003022425' title='juz another bored feeling : ('/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-10863224667720617</id><published>2004-06-04T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T12:14:26.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>having a flu rite now , itz irritatin u noe .. haiz , juz now mummie disturbed me while i was aslp again, not once but thrice , her habit has come back again , n now shes much betta compared to e last few days (cuz of mi brothers)  when i was aslp , she called me to wake up and ans e fone , i was still veri slpy ,so i didnt wan to ans it.. nxt , she asked me to hlp her on e tvee , gosh , itz so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/10863224667720617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/10863224667720617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10863224667720617' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108619328447875777</id><published>2004-06-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:21:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2nd June'04changed blog skin .. tis skin is kinda g8 , but i cant make it to perfection , i tried mi best , but it still turn out so er -_-shall tat another time .. mi brothers r in e hospital now , so sad .. both r down wif dengue n mummie is so worried n sad , lets pray tat dey will recover and come home earlie :) heard tat elderst brother's condition is not promising , reallie poor thing ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108619328447875777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108619328447875777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108619328447875777' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108609222302484839</id><published>2004-06-01T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:20:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1st June'04feel lyk changing a new skin , quite sick of this ler .. saw an amazing thing in skool last sat , reallie cant believe it ! on sundae , all i remembered was tat i went back hm by miself all e way frm church(jurong) till my hm , tat was a long time since i took 154 hm  - i miss e times -  did i mention tat mi brothers were sick ? ya .. 2 were sick in fact , but e 2nd one betta ler, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108609222302484839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108609222302484839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609222302484839' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108573286064737953</id><published>2004-05-28T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:20:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>28th May'04ok .. finallie i get to use e comp .. y? cuz mi brothers n me r fighting over tis one n onlie comp , wait, itz not actuallie we haf one comp , we haf laptop too , but its juz to slow lah =PpP  Mon had sum celebration thing in ava rm instead of chapel ..den dey make us play sum games , den dey flash e topic of finding e person wif e biggest mole .. omg!! i got sabo-ed by yiwen n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108573286064737953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108573286064737953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108573286064737953' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108513164134154193</id><published>2004-05-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:19:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21th May'04i feel so weak at times .. dunnoe watz happenin to me .. sumtimes i myb happie n joyful as i seem , but deep down in mi heart .. i'm not like .. i'm no longer e same old me again , but a different me .. Lord , help me to find true meanin in you .. i'm not happie wif sum of mi results .. cuz i did studie for sum n didnt studie for e otheres  ... for example ... chem, i did studie n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108513164134154193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108513164134154193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108513164134154193' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108511799768736954</id><published>2004-05-21T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:18:58.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21th May'04fridae!!! e end of e sch week!! yippie!!! weekend's comin!!!  -----&gt;typed by amanda ^_^ hahax ... we r in e skool library now wif yiwen too n gen , but shes gone .. hahax ... quite long nv update ler .. so i shall sae wat happen to me these few daez .. got quite pissed wif a bunch of teachers too .. yep...wedok , i got back mi chem marks .. i failed by 1.5 .. n dere was a qn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108511799768736954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108511799768736954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108511799768736954' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108495974741375797</id><published>2004-05-19T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:17:57.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad n literallie pissed of by some bi**h</title><summary type='text'>19th May'04ok letmme tolk bout tuesdae 1st  .. todae , we had post exams activites .. had netball match . ok , sirkett got 3rd .. although we were quite disappointd lah .. itz alrite .. galz , we did our best lah !! at 1st , when we heard tat lee hse was our 1st opponent , i was so damm scared n deir GA was sum1 frm e netball team .. cuz i playin GD mah .. but den i so disappointd wif miself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108495974741375797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108495974741375797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108495974741375797' title='sad n literallie pissed of by some bi**h'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108470622725381201</id><published>2004-05-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:16:56.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>16th May'04HAPPIE BIRTHDAY TO MUMMIE!!mummie's burfdae was yesterdae .. celebrated it at grandma's hse .. ok she omos cried on her big dae n its all thanks to like , grandma .. she reallie culdnt shut her gap .. its not i meant to be rude lah .. itz yr daughter's burfdae rite ?? so dun sae anithin more to irritate her lah .. doodoodoodoodoodoodoo....ok ..n guess wat mi 2 brothers n i  gave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108470622725381201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108470622725381201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108470622725381201' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108432813225276271</id><published>2004-05-12T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:16:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-slacker- </title><summary type='text'>12th May'04was woken up by mummie before goin to work ..woke up quite eh    earlie n not surprising to c tat none or in fact one is online ..den listn to mornin madness .. oh before tat , i wrote in an email to tell jean danker about my dedication .. ok , tis is wat i rote hey Jean , can u play tata young's i believe pls ?? yeah i like tat song . tis song is going out to mi frenz - yiwen , </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108432813225276271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108432813225276271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108432813225276271' title='-slacker- '/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108426438980342721</id><published>2004-05-11T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:15:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams stress ( i dun thin so)</title><summary type='text'>11th May '04monok let me tolk bout mon ..had chem n e maths ..chem was ok lah .. got studie lah but maths .. dun sae lah . i dunnoe how to do e all e coordinate geometry sums .. no idea wat itz tolkin bout .. itz like 6-8 marks lor .. tatz alot ..i wanna get at least 30 for tat paper . durin our break ,i saw sum sicko minded ppl . luckily i bought mi food before he does . was tolkin bout </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108426438980342721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108426438980342721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426438980342721' title='exams stress ( i dun thin so)'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108331089054060311</id><published>2004-04-30T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:14:37.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x           mugging        x </title><summary type='text'>4th April '04okie ... in skool as usual again .. poa begins mi dae , den folloowed by chem test ..itz easy but i was kinda carelesss.. mr goh is so kind , he kept helpin us for chem test .. kept giving us formulae which is tested inside .. n sum ppl still dunnoe ... still need him to spell out clearly ... i've met such a gd teacher before .. hes leavin us soon .. too bad .. den nabils lesson </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108331089054060311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108331089054060311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108331089054060311' title='x           mugging        x '/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108156629544093113</id><published>2004-04-10T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T11:09:48.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ur fingers juz swept across e  stringsn stirred e slumbring chords once againmaking music to mi ears ... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108156629544093113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108156629544093113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108156629544093113' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108156539813221761</id><published>2004-04-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T11:09:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x                         good fridae                        x</title><summary type='text'>ok.. i havent blogging for damm long .. cuz mi laptop got confiscated .. ya . todae is good fridae .. not goin church todae.. will be at home to do hsewrk n hmk..supposed to go to church but mummie decided not to cuz itz far .. n dadie is on ot .. ok ... gonna slack at home todae .. when i read abt e reveiews on e newpaper for passion of christ .. saw tat manie churches supported deir members to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108156539813221761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108156539813221761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108156539813221761' title='x                         good fridae                        x'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-108035738325746880</id><published>2004-03-27T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T11:19:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x           new song               x </title><summary type='text'> This lOveI was so high I did not recognizeThe fire burning in her eyesThe chaos that controlled my mindWhispered goodbye and she got on a planeNever to return againBut always in my heartThis love has taken its toll on meShe said Goodbye too many times beforeAnd her heart is breaking in front of meI have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymoreI tried my best to feed her appetite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108035738325746880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/108035738325746880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108035738325746880' title='x           new song               x '/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107931932111712144</id><published>2004-03-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T10:58:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>           x        tummie ache        x</title><summary type='text'>went for drill earlie in e morn... kinda not in e mood ..  mr tan got veri pissed wit us .. cuz sumthin happened lah .. culd c tat he was veri disappointed wit us .. he asked us to go home .. so e whole contingent rote a sorry note for him  n put it on his motor cycle , hopefullie he sees tat lah .. after drill ..  trix n i went to whampoa market n eat .. it was kinda a las min decision lah ...  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107931932111712144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107931932111712144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107931932111712144' title='           x        tummie ache        x'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107914579870211482</id><published>2004-03-13T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T10:46:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-sian-</title><summary type='text'>heard tat  sum ppl rebonded her hair, if u wanna noe .. ask me  .. aniwae todae i've got mi ezlink card settled .. yeahs !!  itz been like uh 6 mths since i' ve lost it k ... 6 mths leh .. tatz a big deal of time span .. u ppl muz haf wondered how i travelled .. yesterdaez meetin was like 2 hrs + .. so damm lon .. didnt expect it to be too lon lorz ... was suppose to go for e taf camp dutie todae</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107914579870211482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107914579870211482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107914579870211482' title='-sian-'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107899513198765725</id><published>2004-03-11T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T16:55:21.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>" Invisible "Clay AikenWhat are you doing tonightI wish I could be a fly on your wallAre you really aloneStill in your dreamsWhy can't I bring you into my lifeWhat would it take to make you see that I'm alive[Chorus]If I was invisibleThen I could just watch you in your roomIf I was invisibleI'd make you mine tonightIf hearts were unbreakableThen I can just tell you where I stand</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107899513198765725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107899513198765725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107899513198765725' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107883824739027142</id><published>2004-03-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T21:20:34.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-happie n kinda pissed -</title><summary type='text'>went to skool slightly earlie todae ... bought hash brown for breakfast .. den had assemblie in class .. kinda guai durin poa lahz , didnt get distracted or wat , at least got do mi work rite ?? den after wards got pe , played badminton in e hall coz itz rainin heavily . so sick lah . tis few daez keep rainin , alwaez didnt brin umbrella one . sumthin veri stoopid happened in kcp in e mornin . </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107883824739027142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107883824739027142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107883824739027142' title='-happie n kinda pissed -'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107873428144214285</id><published>2004-03-07T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T16:27:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>                    x  drill camp     x</title><summary type='text'>haiz .. kinda tired  -yawnz-  onlie haf like 5+ hrs to slp onlie lor.... den not enuff toilets to bathe at , den muz bathe at bois toilet  ,whuch is lyk~ STINK~ lor!!  LOL!!aniwae drill comp is cumin soooon!! everyboide muz buck up k?? oya behya jiayou jiayou jiayou jiayou ! trainin is lyk ~tuff~  (duh itz drill camp lehz)  gettin all our basics rite till perfection .....  wanna thank every1 , </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107873428144214285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107873428144214285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107873428144214285' title='                    x  drill camp     x'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107847185380797165</id><published>2004-03-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T15:54:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happie =D</title><summary type='text'>got bac mi poa paper .. i passed .. haha =) some bb bois r goin to march 4 e syf ..  dey brought deir u todae , thin tat myb u nv go.. tat mrs ong neber cum todae , so mr goh took ova ... he list down all e expectations from us , wah demandin sia!! tot he was tat kind of gooodie goodie kind 1  (easy to bully 1 ) todae haf phy, but nv kanna punished by monkey tan coz i todae promised to be a gd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107847185380797165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107847185380797165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107847185380797165' title='happie =D'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107847005217862061</id><published>2004-03-04T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T15:03:53.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tot tat i was gonna b late for skool , but , iwasnt .. =D durin reading period , ms chg wanted to c all student leaders in class , den she sae need to join sum youth dae activity thing  - need to organise 1 .... den she need 2 more pels , den she sae me n ho kang do lahz , coz she no need to go another trip to ask other pels .. k ...had double maths earlie in e morn ! reallie dun feel like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107847005217862061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107847005217862061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107847005217862061' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107821921447375288</id><published>2004-03-02T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T17:24:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>                                                    -  wad de !! -</title><summary type='text'>had maths n geog .. maths was like ok yesterdae geog actuallie no need ta studie 1 lahz ....if ure gd in arguein den u can score liao.. aiya .. actuallie i can finish maths 1 leh , not enuff time leh .. had phy after tat .. stoopid lawrence tan asked me to ans e 1st q ... he was lyk saein : perhaps i shall get sum1 to ans tat .. n he got me to do tat !! wth !! nvm .. after recess was chapel .. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107821921447375288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107821921447375288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107821921447375288' title='                                                    -  wad de !! -'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107821822464915740</id><published>2004-02-29T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T17:06:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>                               x  upside down  x</title><summary type='text'>sundae .. lookin forward to play piano for e primary kids todae =D luckily dey presented deir item on tis week , if not i 'll haf ta wait for another month wif 5th sundae .. e time came n i went in . kinda scared tat i 'll make a mistake ... coz i 'm doin sight reading .  hafta admit tat i did make lah ... but not obvious ones...  later in e evenin.. gona c 'tat lotsa ppl sae tat goodie goodie gd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107821822464915740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107821822464915740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107821822464915740' title='                               x  upside down  x'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107795199491268060</id><published>2004-02-28T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:09:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reincarnation: You are nice enough to go to heaven,but Earth won't be as fun without you. So youshall come back as someone or something else.As a real optimist and lighthearted person, youalways see the good in things. People probablyrespect you for your wonderful personality andlove for life. People like you make the world ahappier place (please rate my quiz) **Where will you go when you die?**</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107795199491268060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107795199491268060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107795199491268060' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107793971998289396</id><published>2004-02-28T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T14:05:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As long as you love meAlthough loneliness has always been a friend of mineI'm leavin' my life in your handsPeople say I'm crazy and that I am blindRisking it all in a glanceAnd how you got me blind is still a mysteryI can't get you out of my headDon't care what is written in your historyAs long as you're here with meI don't care who you areWhere you're fromWhat you didAs long as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107793971998289396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107793971998289396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107793971998289396' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107752752822152292</id><published>2004-02-23T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T17:14:54.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did it in 31 seconds.I deserved a B-!!Take the How Dexterous Are You? Quiz!!in my eyes i see you as mysterious and strange alotof people wish they could know you better andyou are probably an artist? i really wish therewere more people like you out there..i reallydo. (rate?) in my eyes you are...(pics and different outcomes) brought to you by QuizillaA GIRLY-GIRL. You dont have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107752752822152292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107752752822152292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107752752822152292' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107700480450449362</id><published>2004-02-17T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T16:02:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quite a boring dae !!but.. i managed to make e class luff durin e maths =Phere it goes : lionel ong was teaching changing e subject of formula. he asked me wheter e R-r  can be minus off . didnt noe wat ta sae ... so i told him wads e diff  =P   LOL!! haiz .. until now he havent online .. want ta tell him abt mi life .. -disappointed- shall change mi skin again....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107700480450449362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107700480450449362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107700480450449362' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107658758666269923</id><published>2004-02-12T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T20:08:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quite happie </title><summary type='text'>had double maths todae , but den , lionel ong didnt come ! yeahs! instead , a relief teacher came . mr angus keep forgetting his name . hes so suai man .hes onlie 5 yrs our senior. lala .olmost evry gal was like tolking bout him . i was lyk asking yiwen she wants mr angus to be our e maths teacher or mr ong .. she said mr angus  i oso dun mind too -smiles-  den e gals borrowed sherry's fone to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107658758666269923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107658758666269923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658758666269923' title='quite happie '/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107363672292539393</id><published>2004-01-09T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:25:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wedesdaeculd remember tat i was at home ec lab bakin .. saw a bunch of ppl walkin pas after their pe , fortunately .. dey were 3 pc ... esp those frm 2 lOve were shocked to see us dere ... dey were askin us to reserve for em sum cake . ok . i thot . came up wif a nuttie lil idea .. ahha ! told yuting to go up wif me to pc .. took out mi freshly baked cake , waved it in front of em ... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363672292539393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363672292539393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363672292539393' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107363581446011654</id><published>2004-01-09T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:10:34.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Magdalene Tan wasa Fair Lawyerin a past life.Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363581446011654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363581446011654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363581446011654' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107363504752303760</id><published>2004-01-09T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T15:57:47.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics</title><summary type='text'>"All The Things She Said"All the things she saidAll the things she saidRunning through my headRunning through my headAll the things she saidAll the things she saidRunning through my head Running through my head All the things she saidThis is not enoughI'm in serious shit, I feel totally lostIf I'm asking for help it's only becauseBeing with you has opened my eyesCould I ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363504752303760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107363504752303760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363504752303760' title='lyrics'/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107267331325940837</id><published>2003-12-29T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T12:48:50.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so lon nv rite anithin liao ... coz for e pas few weeks .. mi internet connection broke down  .. so sick ... so bored at home . now christmas is ova liao .. tat means skool is goin 2 reopen soon .. sian .. muz studie again : ( wondering all e trouble i 'll get ... coz i 've lost mi ez link card ....recounted tat i didnt do ani hmk except 4 maths .. wonder if i'll get into deep trouble ..juz added</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107267331325940837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107267331325940837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107267331325940837' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-107034189668347299</id><published>2003-12-02T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T13:11:46.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quite long nv blog liao...... shall say wat has happened to me in e pas few days...Sundaywent to church .... later on i went expo wif mummie n daddie ( by train) .. coz we want 2 see mi kor workin in expo : ) hmm.... e buisness dere was not bad..... was very packed ...  den mummie sae she wanna go toilet ... so we went . Wah ! e queue damm long sia . Guess wat did mummy did ??    She used e</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107034189668347299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/107034189668347299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107034189668347299' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-106914521421557774</id><published>2003-11-18T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T19:14:12.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up at 11  2dae .... it seems tat i was e pig of e hse ..... coz every1 woke up super early 2 dae . piggy lil' me  - oink oink -_- ....  hahax  =X     juz came bac frm grandma hse .... ate lunch dere ahx..... oh ya... 4get 2 sae tt samantha is stayin at mi hse tadae..... was usin net went i came bac..... so .here i am blogging.... half way thru ... celine called me ...... asked mi wheter goin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106914521421557774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106914521421557774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106914521421557774' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-106899470207868748</id><published>2003-11-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T22:58:22.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm...... officially blogging for e 1st time ... yeah!! got all mi links mixed up... shall wait for Mx ta help me...... haha!! oh yes !! yesterdae mi go n watch home run wif mi cousins, tzt was a special screening for e handicapped ppl. oso got ta shake hands wif Jack Neo . went 2 Jurong point 2dae. at first me n mi mum went 2 transfer ntuc link points onlie ... in e end we went  buyin stuffs....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106899470207868748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106899470207868748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106899470207868748' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6069029.post-106863964393487759</id><published>2003-11-12T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T20:37:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106863964393487759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6069029/posts/default/106863964393487759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lene-da-mag.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106863964393487759' title=''/><author><name>MagDaLeNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07565909342779106670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
