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    <category>Spirituality</category>
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      <title>Muharram 1426, new beginning</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/47.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 00:42:54 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I blog somewhere else.... http://miserymiss.blogspot.com</description>
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      <title>Me and the Tele</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 01:20:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's amazing how one whole weekend spent watching the tele can make you rethink and consider about almost everything in your life.
 
Channel [V] - The story of NIRVANA
Just when I thought I am totally over this, later I realized, nothing can actually separated me from the soothing sound of music of their genre, be it they called it rock, punk or grunge. I just loved how the sound can relieve me from any pressure or tension built in my so-called life. It is obvious at this age still, other than oldies, rock really gets me, be it mellow as Pink Floyd up to heavier Metallica that I can... (more)</description>
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      <title>.. liking to be loved..,</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/44.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2005 00:19:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Is this what the 'feeling' supposed to be? I know HE is not all nice.. but you don't have to thrash him behind my back.. or at least to my hearing distance. It's getting annoying now how people can just be insensitive or overly sensitive to analyze every move those people you not fond of did. I for once, like to be informed that HE could be my one that at leaat not being despised by everyone.Maybe that's why i wanted to end up with 'celebrity' so much, the idea how they are being loved almost by all, and me being known to be the current squeeze. sigh... what if, what if..... it will never... (more)</description>
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      <title>2005, here i come....</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/45.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 00:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>new yaer, new beginning?.. blerghh.. tired of that phrase... how many years can one take too actually said that? hopefully for many more to come...</description>
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      <title>it has been a while</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2004 23:50:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Two months... and I finally come to my senses. World has rapidly changing around me lately, people opt for 'easier' way of life, and God punishing with more and more unalarmed disaster... yet how far does He has to go before we all really woke up from this never-ending life-before-death day-dreaming? I kept asking myself what have I done to prepare myself for the definition of happiness eternity in heaven or worst ending in hell, God forbid! New year in two days, this has really triggered me into this kind of thinking. What if I die tomorrow? Not able to fulfil everybody else’s dream? My... (more)</description>
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      <title>Maturity and the City</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/42.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2004 04:13:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Five more days and I am officially a year older. (not that i counting anyway) Just when I thought I have become an adult (since the year of 1998), yet I am basically a kid in everybody's eyes. Not having the chances to live independently with total strangers, I found it is impossible not to get approval from my folk despite trying so hard to avoid the gestures in the first place. Have we become clear of the word independent really? Will I be guilty to continuously depending on everybody's blessing to achieve what I want in life. I can live with the saying, &quot;Always listen to your mother&quot; but... (more)</description>
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      <title>sum up</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 07:47:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>three words to sum up life so far:




OVERPROTECTED, CONFUSED, INTENSE!</description>
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      <title>second chance</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/40.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 04:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>.... spend all your time waiting.. for that second chance....



what for... to me, there's no such thing called second chance, but if the intention is to humiliate yourself totally, ok, that's an exception, a bad second chance... if you were expecting things to turn around for the good, sorry to say sister.. never existed! Hence the angry words, i had gone that path myself, it's not good news. Total embarrassment more like it. Maybe I am overreacting, then again am i not overreact to most of things in life? I did, and there's nosign of stopping there.



So, why do there is a need for... (more)</description>
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      <title>Scary?</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 00:57:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Flirting is fun, at least used to be fun... now when it becomes a chase, the pursue had become a surreal points in my life. I can't even looked at people be it men or women straight in the eye when those are the crucial parts determining honesty. Too caught up with the fact that eye along with sweet talking can be very deceiving, I dare not make any eye contact, denying altogether the basic modus operandi in communication. Why had it becomes scary? What ghost that will continue haunting with this scare or is it anxiety? It is more intimidating when the thought of forever stopping the fun in... (more)</description>
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      <title>distance ourselves you say?</title>
      <link>http://mizzdiana.blogdrive.com/archive/38.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 03:53:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>How hard is breaking up? or the question is what is the best and most comprimising way to broke it off? and how awful can men be in breaking someone's heart? Often we heard how horrible the exprience is, but what if you were not the receiving end? How would you feel when you are the one ending it, harshly? As the statement goes, you can tell that the author is the one who usually finished up relatioinship way too soon, but for all time sake, lets get it on writing that the guilt never really vanished from my mind. Hence all the failed relationship that followed somehow try to tell me that I... (more)</description>
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