<?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-1072085434409735086</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:09:12.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Puteri Poppils**</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2085321187458031975</id><published>2010-09-17T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T01:16:38.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair world</title><content type='html'>Dengan berbagai cara aku berubah untuk membuktikan aku terbaik untuknya, aku tetap tidak ditunjukkan tanda terima kaseh. Aku hanya mampu berdiam diri, menyimpan rahsia dihati untuk meneruskan hubungan ini. Hubungan yang aku sayangi. Tetapi aku tidak mahu ditipu berterusan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2085321187458031975?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2085321187458031975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2085321187458031975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2085321187458031975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2085321187458031975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/09/unfair-world.html' title='Unfair world'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-5522586037995636712</id><published>2010-06-05T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:15:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today is my birthday..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm on my knees, begging for some mercy.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's too much to be hold by my two hands..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may look smiling for today..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But please, the things are going through my brain veins, oh god! Never a person understand.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-5522586037995636712?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5522586037995636712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=5522586037995636712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5522586037995636712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5522586037995636712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7210567256370218063</id><published>2010-06-03T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:50:55.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now his out.. With his friends.. Hope he enjoys..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh God, put him far away from danger..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't let him do anything would hurt any feelings..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, i do trust him, just that when things gonna happen, it will just happen..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drive him home safely..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amin..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7210567256370218063?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7210567256370218063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7210567256370218063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7210567256370218063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7210567256370218063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/now-his-out.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-121754573274354038</id><published>2010-06-02T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:33:17.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok.. this annoying feeling just wont go away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss the love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss those moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss his smell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss his teeth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss the way he hold me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss his concerns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, i miss plenty of him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so, just shut up and stop urself.. He needs time damn it.. Yes, things is only one finger better.. but doesnt mean you tell wat u feel to him, it will help!!! So, SSHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, talking to myself.. Thanks.. *lost*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-121754573274354038?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/121754573274354038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=121754573274354038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/121754573274354038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/121754573274354038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2799785161323081917</id><published>2010-05-20T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:09:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can i say im born strong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its not getting any better!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can even stop crying.. Even i could tear up in the train..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What did i do wrong to deserve this? I've given the best, I've given everything.. But still, im treated unwell.. What3?? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im a human too.. I can be as good as what u want.. Because God had created me this way.. But we have to strive and do better.. But, why cant u accept??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im gonna be dead soon if this were to continue....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2799785161323081917?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2799785161323081917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2799785161323081917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2799785161323081917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2799785161323081917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-can-i-say-im-born-strong.html' title='How can i say im born strong?'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7268786947832185051</id><published>2010-05-19T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:29:14.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mungkin ini memang jalan takdirku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tiada tempat yang patut ku lepaskan rasa cintaku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;menunggu hatimu untuk menyambut cintaku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aku ingin kau tahu, diri ku disini menanti dirimu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aku akan tunggu hingga hujung waktuku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;walaupun Allah memberi kekuatan untuk menampuh segala cabaran. Aku rela mengalah dan berserah kepada Allah jika aku dipilih untuk dipisahkan bersamamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nyawaku, pernafasanku, jantungku, tergantung di jantung dan tanganmu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tetapi mengapa mu rela membuat begini, menghancurkan hati yang suci mencintaimu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;adakah kamu hanya saat bahagia sementaraku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kamu berhati untuk melepasku, mengapa kamu tidak berhati untuk membunuhku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apa kesalahanku hingga sampainya hatimu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7268786947832185051?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7268786947832185051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7268786947832185051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7268786947832185051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7268786947832185051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/05/mungkin-ini-memang-jalan-takdirku.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-3514838420465996435</id><published>2010-05-18T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:09:03.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought it will be better after all the surprises i made for him, but it stayed the same. Still, he made feel that as if I'm not his Gf anymore. I felt i lost the priority in his life. I tried my very best to take his heart even i have to burden my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What did i do to deserve this? It seems, what i told abt my real feelings to him, He just put it in his pocket. instead his heart and mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How hurtful more can i be? I have no words to describe it. What happened to him? For all what i've done for him, he decides to put some others ahead of me? Is this fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All i can do is to keep in my heart, shout in my heart, cry in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, he doesn't feel irritated by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-3514838420465996435?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3514838420465996435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=3514838420465996435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3514838420465996435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3514838420465996435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth.html' title='The truth'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-5339665044782002729</id><published>2010-05-17T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:08:16.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 years anniv to huni..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;We had celebrated our 2 years last 2 days, Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Here,start from the eve of our anniv celebration.we had our conflict since last Friday when i was down with fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;yes, i expected him to be with me n seeks his attention when i'm sick.but i just knew it that i couldn't have all those.I told him that i will b e taking just a few min late to reach our hometown from work, but what i didnt tell him is, i need the time to get him the last present for our anniv. that is 'POLO Explorer'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, i was disappointed when he gave me a call to say he is going to his friends house. he will be fetching me when i reach our hometown. But i knew, there won't be enough time. I was deeply disappointed just because i wore a new dress just for him. my plan was ruin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;So eventually, he really didnt manage to fetch me back bcoz he have to get his house chores done. i was fine with it. he told n promise to meet me after that. but he turn the plan down, telling me he have to meet his friends. i have no choice but just have to cry to myself. i just don't understand why he couldn't made any initiative to take care of me when i'm having fever.well, i nvr failed to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;i let him go to meet his friends. i waited for him to come back. even when i'm having fever. but i fell asleep at 5 am. he came back at 7 am. n he didnt update me anything. he called me at 9.30 am to tell me that he is on his way to BBDC for lessons. no matter how, i couldn't find a way to scold him. just kept it to myself. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;so it was already Saturday, we went out to celeb our anniv till Sunday. But i couldn't feel relax. He kept looking at his phone. why.....???? Im not too sure. but i have fake the whole thing out. I do not want to ruin our anniv celeb.but, i'm glad that he was happy with my surprise presents for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;He promised to return my kindness and being thoughtful to buy for him gifts. He promised to bring me out on the later Sunday. I didn't ask and even push the offer but i'm afraid he will feel unsatisfied, so i agreed after he asked so many time. I thought, that moment i could see his initiatives to cover everything but it was a false hope. Instead, he have the initiative, he asked me to decide how the plan goes. well, how can i plan if he is the one who wants to return my deeds and when he was doing up his room deco..? can i set the time? place? no, because i couldn't estimate the time he gonna get things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ended up, i gave in. the time didnt allow us to get going with any outing. i gave him time to get it all done. i cried again. at one point, i felt empty. i didnt feel the love from anyone. myself=nothing. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;but i didn't want to miss the chance to meet him. so,i told i need a walk, n we went to walk around our nieghbourhood, n had our supper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT, till this dot, I'm still feeling the same! Where n what i did wrong till i deserve this???? Out love was better last time.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-5339665044782002729?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5339665044782002729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=5339665044782002729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5339665044782002729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440265358488356066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/S3-0hRCPxOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Jf1h9CCCoQs/s320/5774_1024539550317_1730118161_46467_3252888_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/S3-0Mnt7klI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KqfXHiEtWKI/s1600-h/19670_110104245667155_100000027407981_262289_2336982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440265003799908946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/S3-0Mnt7klI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KqfXHiEtWKI/s320/19670_110104245667155_100000027407981_262289_2336982_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here my Hilarious Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2821746961139434463?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2821746961139434463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2821746961139434463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2821746961139434463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2821746961139434463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/02/him-here-my-hilarious-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/S3-0hRCPxOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Jf1h9CCCoQs/s72-c/5774_1024539550317_1730118161_46467_3252888_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7926139998744868805</id><published>2010-02-20T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:05:36.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So wats this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;here it goes.. yesterday i had my good and funny moments with my hilarious and gorgeous friends.. haha.. non-stop laughters,only at that zombie place, other than that,it went great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boyfriend, its good now that wherever i turn,there's no better person than you.. hahaha.. i love you boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7926139998744868805?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7926139998744868805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7926139998744868805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7926139998744868805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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came back deep touching my sensitiveness.. how can i lie to my own feelings? how can i manage everything at one time? never i can.. :'( :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am to be blame again..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stories hidden in my bag of secrets..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-689694974410951292?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/689694974410951292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=689694974410951292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/689694974410951292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/689694974410951292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-thought-it-already-went-away.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-8337552272065551400</id><published>2009-11-30T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:19:23.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makcik2 Kurang kasih sayang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mother F*** !!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hate the makcik2 where they can't shut their fuckin mouth! why must this mothers, i mean chibai 'gatal' don't know how to shut themselves up...????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;is there any problem if i love kids and babies so much and i carry my Hubby's nephews around for a walk????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there stated in our religion that we can't??? Our religion said, DON'T BE FUCKIN KAYPOH!!!!!! Understand makcik????????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;this Stupid makcik2 is saying that my Hubby's nephews is my sons.. For goodness sake, makcik , you think i am spoilt like your children ar???? FUCK YOUR OWN ASS!!!! Good Mothers with Good Children just keep things to themselves,this is where i can call, NOT kaypoh and respect.. thumbs up.. BUT to bad,makcik2 in gombak is tooooooooo kaypoh to deny.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello, aunties and uncles in gombak,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the 3 year old kid and 9 months baby is my hubby's nephews ok.. the sons of my hubby's elder brother.. And they are anak Sah!! not like your children buat anak haram ok! so stop your fucking nonsense with;im oredi having a baby or what.. shut up before your sins are a lot bigger than syaitan ok... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Makcik2,go suck ur husband's cock till you don't have any voice to bring out,to talk about people's children.. F***!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-8337552272065551400?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8337552272065551400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=8337552272065551400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8337552272065551400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8337552272065551400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/11/makcik2-kurang-kasih-sayang.html' title='Makcik2 Kurang kasih sayang...'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4155148174127942639</id><published>2009-11-21T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:07:11.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life life life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Swf_XgEp7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-ROZjNpj0xE/s1600/8321_149313989135_619449135_3545818_1284450_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Swf_XgEp7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-ROZjNpj0xE/s320/8321_149313989135_619449135_3545818_1284450_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406570656893103506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeepee!! life is really a life.. ! still can't get over with the sudden boredom ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUT!!!!!!! In a way.. my life got better with my new job! yes!! i love that workplace so much..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and yes,about my relationship,hmmm.... clueless.. LOL!! obviously we had learn a better way to cope with all the challenges came for us.. woohoo.. we are much2 more closer now.. we could understand each other more.. the trust we build again..happy for that... jangan buat hal lagi sudah lah.. tired3... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's all peeps.. will update again babies.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I LOVE YOU, HAIRIE!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4155148174127942639?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4155148174127942639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4155148174127942639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4155148174127942639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4155148174127942639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-life-life.html' title='life life life..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Swf_XgEp7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-ROZjNpj0xE/s72-c/8321_149313989135_619449135_3545818_1284450_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-8380850096356065645</id><published>2009-09-17T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:29:31.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy 1 year 4 Month Anniversary to us.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm posting at 1:15 am all alone at home on my anniversary. hmm. what i can say is,i'm confused. he chose to be with his friends on our anniversary. i was told differently and he did it differently. i am left alone being sad without any consolation from a boyfriend. real thanks to him. urgh! should i just be quiet? should i cry out what i am holding back? or, should i throw out my anger on him for satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to boyfriend:" hard for me to say things about you because i can accept the natural fact in you. but why you left me crying while i am talking to you on the phone? i was totally down,but you decided to stay there with your friends. one after one,my smile of happiness has always been taken away. i know that i can't be totally like what you wanted and i am not perfect in your eyes, but i have feelings too. i'm sorry if at certain time i couldn't understand you,but i do not want to be treated this way. i am all alone on our     .......... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in real fact,i did mistakes too. but not as hurtful as what i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to express myself down here. no one to turn to at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 1 year 4 months anniversary dear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-8380850096356065645?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8380850096356065645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=8380850096356065645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8380850096356065645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8380850096356065645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-1-year-4-month-anniversary-to-us.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2737393465748510728</id><published>2009-09-10T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:02:09.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SqjAEgrrWNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pkR3n0qKO6s/s1600-h/happily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SqjAEgrrWNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pkR3n0qKO6s/s320/happily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379760938619197650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        BoyFriend&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trust Trust Trust..With trust you could go further with anyone you want.. but what if you were hurt by trust? can you build it up again? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,things had been suck this few days.sick.quarrel.nagged.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm good. i've been ignoring people who irritates me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;just make it like they weren't there in front of me,like ignoring my  boyfriend(fiance) when we guys are quarreling,ignores my momma when she nags everytime she sees,i'm having my free time and facing sickness,sleep like nobody's business. hahaha.. serve you right.. irritating kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2737393465748510728?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2737393465748510728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2737393465748510728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2737393465748510728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2737393465748510728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/09/boyfriend-trust-trust-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SqjAEgrrWNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pkR3n0qKO6s/s72-c/happily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-8701734467937367991</id><published>2009-09-03T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:24:03.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, things had been better for me.. Got everything right and perfect.. but still there's something that i never get over it.. i have problems coping with previous conflicts between him and me.. it plays around my thoughts but i have to fake around to show that i'm ok and had forgotten about it.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-8701734467937367991?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8701734467937367991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=8701734467937367991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8701734467937367991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8701734467937367991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-things-had-been-better-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-8095022956121623352</id><published>2009-08-07T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T04:14:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BELIEVES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sns5C8-LEhI/AAAAAAAAADw/2XTRsrtpK24/s1600-h/hot+rockstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sns5C8-LEhI/AAAAAAAAADw/2XTRsrtpK24/s320/hot+rockstar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366946103831499282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    No matter what people wanna say&lt;br /&gt;He And Me&lt;br /&gt;Never we end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos?Playboy?Drinker?&lt;br /&gt;Negatives,were told by others&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for Me to believe what they said&lt;br /&gt;Never to shut their mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others,got involved&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts between He And Me&lt;br /&gt;Trust towards He&lt;br /&gt;Shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Why must Me believe their saying?&lt;br /&gt;What past is past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust&lt;br /&gt;He will change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Fullest He Gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;He And Me created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;There's a Believe&lt;br /&gt;There's&lt;br /&gt;A Will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,Puteri..&lt;br /&gt;Loving Hairie To The Fullest,Bodoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-8095022956121623352?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8095022956121623352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=8095022956121623352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8095022956121623352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/8095022956121623352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/08/believes.html' title='BELIEVES'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sns5C8-LEhI/AAAAAAAAADw/2XTRsrtpK24/s72-c/hot+rockstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2515970343789352556</id><published>2009-08-04T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:08:43.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incomplete Incomplete Incomplete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the few days before i got my period.. Things had became more complicated.. I have to adapt with work but the hardest, I'm having mixed feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I'd been hiding what i truly felt.. i prefer taking care of someone's feelings rather than mine..it's great to look at them being happy of y changes but ever they bother that it's not being me at all and  I'm not even smiling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately,I'm having insomnia.. It's really hard for me to get some good sleep..Is it normal or I have something in mind that cause me not to sleep? I'm so sure bout that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have some feelings and thoughts that i wish to let it out.. Eventually i did,but its seems, "no one" could understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't easy afterall.. Even though i'm just 18.. but look at what i'm going through.. i SWEAR,nothing is easy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2515970343789352556?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2515970343789352556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2515970343789352556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2515970343789352556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2515970343789352556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/08/incomplete-incomplete-incomplete.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7172516748288283703</id><published>2009-07-16T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T03:31:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sl4uVXqXM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/yfzjfGLTgTE/s1600-h/cropp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sl4uVXqXM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/yfzjfGLTgTE/s320/cropp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358771551281296322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Officially missing you.. i miss the moments that i have you by my side everytime.. i miss the way we really laugh.. i miss the time when you were there to hear me cry,to hear my problems,to hear everything i wanna say.. i miss the way you treat me......like your princess... i miss the day of our 1st date.. you really treat me specially...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,it seems i have to do things alone.. i can't tell you what i feel,what i think,e pamper that i wanted.. as you,yourself have problems too.. i understand but who's gonna understand me.. who's suppose to do everything that you did for the 1st few weeks we've been friends..Friends..? maybe Dating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what else can i do..? nothing but just to keep it to myself.. Maybe you can just read through here,if i was to say it to u..definitely a no no for you to listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must it be gone when i really in need of it..?&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7172516748288283703?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7172516748288283703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7172516748288283703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7172516748288283703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7172516748288283703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/07/officially-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sl4uVXqXM8I/AAAAAAAAADo/yfzjfGLTgTE/s72-c/cropp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7049488496601984244</id><published>2009-07-10T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:49:14.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlYtfgO2fYI/AAAAAAAAADg/_drPlgBJP7o/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlYtfgO2fYI/AAAAAAAAADg/_drPlgBJP7o/s320/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356518826055204226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Feeling lost is not an easy thing to describe what exactly you're feeling..&lt;br /&gt;It's real hard when you felt that you have no one to turn to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,i really do understand that because i'm facing it.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I do have people whom i can share with but just that,sometimes i felt that they are just not suitable enough for me to talk to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emotionally down... Feel like crying,feel like wanna be alone,can't sleep,can't eat well.. I don't really understand why.. But yea,i'm facing it.. I told some close people,it seems that it's hard for them to understand,in sense of,it's hard for them to give me good advise for me to stop feeling this way..hmm.. some ridiculous comments given like "you are too sensitive"or "you are just being emotional" AArrgghh!!&lt;br /&gt;I know that..! but how do i stop it,get it??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confidence drove away.. What i do,i don't feel nice bout it.. i stop trusting people around me..just due to my disturbed emotions.. oh gosh..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S HARD ENOUGH FOR ME TO FACE .. .. .. .. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7049488496601984244?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7049488496601984244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7049488496601984244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7049488496601984244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7049488496601984244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-lost-is-not-easy-thing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlYtfgO2fYI/AAAAAAAAADg/_drPlgBJP7o/s72-c/DSC00262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4415507927740246919</id><published>2009-07-09T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:36:41.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlT1M29ITnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uXV-Mo7NN2Q/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlT1M29ITnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uXV-Mo7NN2Q/s320/hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356175458109509234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Two days ago,i went for some bowling with my honey and a few friends.. Awww... had so much fun..! i laughed like crazy when i talk bout my honey throwing the ball.. lol! damn,so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for quite some time i didn't had my good laugh.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Honey, And Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muackz!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4415507927740246919?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4415507927740246919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4415507927740246919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4415507927740246919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4415507927740246919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-days-agoi-went-for-some-bowling.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SlT1M29ITnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uXV-Mo7NN2Q/s72-c/hot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4310999201110738564</id><published>2009-06-28T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:11:25.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT MEANT TO BE .......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4310999201110738564?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4310999201110738564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4310999201110738564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4310999201110738564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4310999201110738564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-meant-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7519958544375922290</id><published>2009-06-16T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:36:04.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjagQU5uQXI/AAAAAAAAADE/0c0cqNkhB0Y/s1600-h/soft2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjagQU5uQXI/AAAAAAAAADE/0c0cqNkhB0Y/s320/soft2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347637809898209650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today,i lead my life with empty aims..&lt;br /&gt;people might say,only 5 days...but what the hell...? you're not in love,how can you know what i feel..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our 1 year and A month being together,and this is the very 1st time being separated for 5 days straight...!! Hurh..! Thinking of him whole lot already..! Due to man stuff,i have to understand tho.. haha.. Man stuff..! No More National Service But All this "Reservise" stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Oh God..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok..Stay strong for him..Hahaha..I just can't wait till friday, i will kiss him till i really can't kiss him anymore..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOU HONEY...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7519958544375922290?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7519958544375922290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7519958544375922290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7519958544375922290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7519958544375922290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/todayi-lead-my-life-with-empty-aims.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjagQU5uQXI/AAAAAAAAADE/0c0cqNkhB0Y/s72-c/soft2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2486258761647209564</id><published>2009-06-14T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:54:47.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;no point smiling now.. one after one,there will never be an end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm emotionally down,but who wants to listen...? it's hard now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust..the cause of it now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARGHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2486258761647209564?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2486258761647209564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2486258761647209564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2486258761647209564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2486258761647209564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-point-smiling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-6922329234730333983</id><published>2009-06-12T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:47:28.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjE0U3gaTUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sDLJ6MuNjf4/s1600-h/honeybee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjE0U3gaTUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sDLJ6MuNjf4/s320/honeybee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346111765767408962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sweet2 boyfriend..! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;05/06/09... Lovely Birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-6922329234730333983?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6922329234730333983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=6922329234730333983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6922329234730333983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6922329234730333983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet2-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SjE0U3gaTUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sDLJ6MuNjf4/s72-c/honeybee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-6537326922604287168</id><published>2009-06-04T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:38:59.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SianBtEFwbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/c1mMJESJOMg/s1600-h/sayang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SianBtEFwbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/c1mMJESJOMg/s320/sayang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343141655640129970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today,i felt great at work.. even though startin to feel the pressure but everything went ok..understanding boss and lovely friends around,who doesn't love it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was one moment i sat on my chair,looking around my office and my desk,i felt,i got what i wish for..i ever wish to work in an office with that type of boss and friends surrounding me,but i still felt,my life is not as complete as like what it seems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is about LOVE..? But why..?i do have a sweet and lovely boyfriend.. To be frank,i do not have enough time with my boyfriend like i use to have..hmm.. i miss him deeply.. i miss the moments that we had almost everyday..hmm.. but not anymore,money matters now.. but can i say,i felt i'm just a passer-by in his life..? i just felt that way... But i know,I'm not a passer-by in his life.. Just that i'm feeling that way.. And it is very very very HORRIBLE..! HMMMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-6537326922604287168?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6537326922604287168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=6537326922604287168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6537326922604287168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6537326922604287168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/todayi-felt-great-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SianBtEFwbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/c1mMJESJOMg/s72-c/sayang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4922088137818299087</id><published>2009-06-03T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:09:09.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im feelin apart again! hmm.. i hate it this way.. but i just have to shut myself..! i can't ask for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HATE IT!!&lt;br /&gt; HATE IT!!&lt;br /&gt; HATE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4922088137818299087?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4922088137818299087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4922088137818299087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4922088137818299087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4922088137818299087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-feelin-apart-again-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-1856551415057953056</id><published>2009-05-24T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:07:30.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;This People is very sickening.. how can you dislike me for nothing..? hurh..! Have i ever call your mother a WHORE..? Have i stolen YOUR fuckin' useless boyfriends? Have i ever Ask somebody else to fuck you and just leave u naked..? No right.. Am i that bad..? I don't so fuckin' KIDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Ladies.. Never in my wonderful world,i ever disturb your life.. hate me because your jealous i'm having a good life... HAHAHAHAHAHA.. so pity of you fuckin babies... Next time ask your MAMA to give you good life and teach you how not to hate people for nothing k little girls? NoBrainCells!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO GET A REAL LIFE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-1856551415057953056?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1856551415057953056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=1856551415057953056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1856551415057953056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1856551415057953056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4267640655534792522</id><published>2009-05-18T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:39:20.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/ShBnuaxSTJI/AAAAAAAAACs/4CF9tlXB2Bw/s1600-h/happily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/ShBnuaxSTJI/AAAAAAAAACs/4CF9tlXB2Bw/s320/happily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336879605591723154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 1st Year Anniversary Baby..&lt;br /&gt;17/05/09..&lt;br /&gt;Love You Real Much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4267640655534792522?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4267640655534792522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4267640655534792522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4267640655534792522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4267640655534792522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-1st-year-anniversary-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/ShBnuaxSTJI/AAAAAAAAACs/4CF9tlXB2Bw/s72-c/happily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-6338216196171217526</id><published>2009-05-15T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:48:31.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't be shock if you ever will leave me because of your friends..&lt;br /&gt;your friends hate me now anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people,let me tell you this.. stop hiding what you think bout that someone..tell the truth..be honest.. if some people couldn't accept what you said about them,they are cowards..! they are just bunch of typical short-minded people that will always deny what lessen in them.. hurh..! never change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are a type of person that can accept whats lessen in you,be proud of yourself because not many are like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-6338216196171217526?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6338216196171217526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=6338216196171217526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6338216196171217526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6338216196171217526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wont-be-shock-if-you-ever-will-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-838829865306594073</id><published>2009-05-07T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:19:27.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;I do not have friends which we can call Real Friends... Let me post something that I'm hating so much..&lt;br /&gt;I realized that actually i have a stupid bunch of friends whom i can say,forgetful fuckers..? There's no such words as true friends in my dictionary.. because my bunch friends will always be there for me whenever we wanna have some fun.. only when we plan to have plenty of fun and laughter.. but whenever i need real help,they cancel themselves from my list of friends... can you believe that..? they left me all alone..... ok,so i guess,helping them in the past,i mean Real Help,means nothing huh.. hurh! ridiculous friends i can say.. i think it's time to say goodbye suckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-838829865306594073?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/838829865306594073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=838829865306594073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/838829865306594073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/838829865306594073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends.html' title='Friends..?'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7471891200440110380</id><published>2009-05-05T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:45:42.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgAXAMk_f6I/AAAAAAAAACE/70fhvX5QwyY/s1600-h/mum+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgAXAMk_f6I/AAAAAAAAACE/70fhvX5QwyY/s320/mum+dad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332287250950487970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,i woke up with a not very nice feeling.. i felt uneasy through out till now..&lt;br /&gt;just now afternoon,around lunch time,i made myself busy by watching some old movies,just to get rid of that uneasy feelings..however,i was disturbed by my dad's nagging about jobs.. hmm.. but the weird part,my dad was supposed to be working but he came home in the afternoon? but the way he acted,as if,he wants to see my mum before she's off to work,usually she will be out at 1.30pm but just now,she went out at arnd 12.50pm..but my dad came home at 1.05 pm.. once he was home,he was searching for mom..hmm.. pity him,he have to rush home but mom was not around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,my dad just sat and smoke.. that's he does when his thinking of something..but im blogging not about what happened in the afternoon,i'm blogging about,just 15 minutes ago,my dad said he wants to go to my aunt's house,but he ask my lil bro if he wants to come,but my lil bro refuse to..so i assume,he wants somebody to accompany him..for sure it won't be me,we can't communicate that well.. so when he went out,i look out at my kitchen's window,i saw him..smoking and carrying his plastic bag..he was looking at his bike but somehow,his face shows that his thinking of something that really upset him..when i really look at him,i'm sad to see his face that way..i just felt his unhappy..i just feel.. it made me broke down..i felt so horrible for not being nice to him..even though i can't see his wrong at certain time,but,i just couldn't bear to see him this way..lonely,sad..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't express what im feeling here... i'm off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7471891200440110380?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7471891200440110380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7471891200440110380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7471891200440110380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7471891200440110380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/todayi-woke-up-with-not-very-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgAXAMk_f6I/AAAAAAAAACE/70fhvX5QwyY/s72-c/mum+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-5372501332734050533</id><published>2009-05-03T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:45:05.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sf24oqFwJuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TZvngd_5GsI/s1600-h/27-04-09_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sf24oqFwJuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TZvngd_5GsI/s320/27-04-09_1740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331620542509229794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey people....&lt;br /&gt;It's getting bored day by day.. Same old routine everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Life is full with problems,problems that you will never get to escape.. Oh gosh,how much longer must i use my brain to think of the solutions.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,between my honey and me,going pretty well! YAY! His irritating acts,make me laugh..because that is when his cuteness appears.. Love you Honey.. Be irritating always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,I miss My Girlfriends! Tada..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-5372501332734050533?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5372501332734050533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=5372501332734050533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5372501332734050533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5372501332734050533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/Sf24oqFwJuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TZvngd_5GsI/s72-c/27-04-09_1740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-6698359656366676704</id><published>2009-04-30T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:45:04.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm having trouble trusting people around me nowadays..but why?&lt;br /&gt;I won't take people words seriously.. i just cant's trust them..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my boyfriend,since he work,it's hard for me to know his whereabouts..&lt;br /&gt;I'm always worried.. I can't stop myself for thinking negatively..&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm afraid if I'm cheated??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-6698359656366676704?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6698359656366676704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=6698359656366676704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6698359656366676704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/6698359656366676704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/04/trouble.html' title='Trouble'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-681291030987279908</id><published>2009-04-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:37:45.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>I'm tired with the surroundings now..nothing got better.. i need a change but how..?? seriously,if ever i need to live this life forever,i rather die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my net back,but not much i can do with it as i have to hold back a bit... im fine with that,but i cant be stuck up at home everyday.. BOred! Bored! Bored!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOr my Prince,he's working now... Proud of him.. but i'm damn lonely you know..hmm.. but sometimes it's good,i have my little time with friends.. heheh..! but what can i say, i'm getting use to live my life with my Prince,so meeting up everyday even just for half an hour,became a routine to each of our lives..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-681291030987279908?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/681291030987279908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=681291030987279908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/681291030987279908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/681291030987279908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2367582744384994559</id><published>2009-04-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:36:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back..</title><content type='html'>Hey2 Friends...&lt;br /&gt;Two months i didn't get to touch my net...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Been pissed off with that...&lt;br /&gt;Update next time yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2367582744384994559?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2367582744384994559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2367582744384994559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2367582744384994559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2367582744384994559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html' title='Back..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-1195586700433340370</id><published>2009-02-02T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:51:59.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE...</title><content type='html'>I had a blessed night last night.... superb!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe... sheeshaing with friends... great time.... when Nafisah is around... Fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with my Darling is around,more fun it is.. Hehe..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;After sheeshaing,my darling and i decided to walk till 6 am... hehehe... pleasant talk with him... awkward part,our topics were like,i have to a friend to him... hahha... you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;But after the talk,i felt im his girlfriend again... hahaha... Woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;What im trying to say that,i just had a great time with him...&lt;br /&gt;Heated with his love.. :-) Muacks for my darling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-1195586700433340370?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1195586700433340370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=1195586700433340370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1195586700433340370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1195586700433340370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='LOVE...'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-421603957056799299</id><published>2009-01-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:27:03.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey..</title><content type='html'>now let me see,im already having my lazy mood to attend work... arghh!!! whats wrong now...?&lt;br /&gt;hah..eventually,when i was on my way to work,i pitam for awhile, and i alight at dover just to get a sit... LOL..! So i was unfit to come to work.. sorry people..Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SYCG486LTtI/AAAAAAAAABc/4Vd2nvkTcPM/s1600-h/good+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SYCG486LTtI/AAAAAAAAABc/4Vd2nvkTcPM/s320/good+look.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296381474768637650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Honey and i,we going pretty well now.. Superb..! just that,welike to be against with each other now...hehe.. Honey,im just trying to show how hard am i,if we fight... But inside,im still the soft girl that you knew..Shhh...! Hehe... Im just in love with u.. Deep,Deep,DeepLy!!! Yeepee! Miss You,My Honey Man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-421603957056799299?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/421603957056799299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=421603957056799299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/421603957056799299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/421603957056799299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/honey.html' title='honey..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SYCG486LTtI/AAAAAAAAABc/4Vd2nvkTcPM/s72-c/good+look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2092461406862486412</id><published>2009-01-26T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:42:35.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SX2E_e9x7yI/AAAAAAAAABM/yePI5XRV7qA/s1600-h/31-10-08_1755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SX2E_e9x7yI/AAAAAAAAABM/yePI5XRV7qA/s320/31-10-08_1755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295534963036385058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays,i love to get mad at everyone,especially my dear baby... hmm.. im easily pissed off by him..scold him whenever i want.. hehe... im sorry baby.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i now,the more im agnry at him,the more cute he is.. wow.. love2 him much more now... Shhh..! haha.. Whatever he is,whats happening to him,it wont change the way i feel towards him.. lol.. weird huh... But I Love Him Like Hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;im fucking all alone at home...where my family go...? hmm... oh,im use to it... so im meeting my honey later...! Yay..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2092461406862486412?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2092461406862486412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2092461406862486412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2092461406862486412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2092461406862486412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/run.html' title='Run..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SX2E_e9x7yI/AAAAAAAAABM/yePI5XRV7qA/s72-c/31-10-08_1755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7777212970319134668</id><published>2009-01-23T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:35:32.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happier..</title><content type='html'>AS Days pass by,my life is getting much more happier..&lt;br /&gt;Now that im working,and more understanding people around me..&lt;br /&gt;Especially,my boyfriend..!!! haha... Thanks to him..He's there to cheer me up and made my day,everyday after work... Laughter,smile and rough jokes.. He with his sharp nails which really crack me to big laughters..Damn cute,with his reactions trying to hurt me with his sharp nails... hehehe... Love you baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically,im happier now(which brouht me to heavier weight,hahaha),My Boyfriend,Things to do everyday(work),and again my boyfriend, made my day...Thanks honey..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7777212970319134668?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7777212970319134668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7777212970319134668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7777212970319134668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7777212970319134668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/happier.html' title='Happier..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-172150928404872108</id><published>2009-01-23T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:56:25.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happier..</title><content type='html'>AS Days passing by,my life is getting much more happier..&lt;br /&gt;Now that im working,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-172150928404872108?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/172150928404872108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=172150928404872108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/172150928404872108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/172150928404872108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/happier_23.html' title='Happier..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7107571523584218198</id><published>2009-01-21T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:04:48.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SXbk8MjPCrI/AAAAAAAAABE/FB71L07-_s4/s1600-h/loves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SXbk8MjPCrI/AAAAAAAAABE/FB71L07-_s4/s320/loves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293670134832892594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                          BABY,I MISS YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                   I WANNA HUG YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                   I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7107571523584218198?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7107571523584218198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7107571523584218198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7107571523584218198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7107571523584218198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/babyi-miss-you-i-wanna-hug-you-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SXbk8MjPCrI/AAAAAAAAABE/FB71L07-_s4/s72-c/loves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-1610005596404820544</id><published>2009-01-21T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:53:46.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sMILE</title><content type='html'>HE Called me LAte Night Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;He Bedek Me SO MAny time... I was Mad At him,buT i couldn't help it...&lt;br /&gt;He was being so funny... Is he back...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-1610005596404820544?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1610005596404820544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=1610005596404820544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1610005596404820544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/1610005596404820544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2009/01/smile.html' title='sMILE'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2584112365895816439</id><published>2008-12-21T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:54:29.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant stop it in any way...</title><content type='html'>i felt that im in the dark...&lt;br /&gt;everything about me relates to problem and trouble..&lt;br /&gt;im sick and tired of it.....can i have a good life instead..???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2584112365895816439?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2584112365895816439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2584112365895816439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2584112365895816439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2584112365895816439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-stop-it-in-any-way.html' title='cant stop it in any way...'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7885654188316059756</id><published>2008-12-17T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:29:05.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continously..</title><content type='html'>every single day,i have to face at least one problem..at least...&lt;br /&gt;there's no more "happiest day of my life"..&lt;br /&gt;to me,everything is unfair..stupid and idiotic..&lt;br /&gt;what i can say,now smile and laughters only mean a thing to me..that is,Love...&lt;br /&gt;because my smile and laughter made up by only one person,that is my boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;"LOVE".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7885654188316059756?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2443704569021290444</id><published>2008-11-23T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:00:31.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why...?</title><content type='html'>Im kinda pissed off with everyting today...&lt;br /&gt;Im no so sure why...&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel totally fine......&lt;br /&gt;I mis Yo Boyfriend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2443704569021290444?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2443704569021290444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2443704569021290444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2443704569021290444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2443704569021290444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='why...?'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-4467912804549164020</id><published>2008-11-19T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:15:38.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HapPy....</title><content type='html'>My love life is getting better..im glad..&lt;br /&gt;i felt the love and i felt secured..&lt;br /&gt;i found out that nothing else can make me happy accept my love relationship..i could enjoy my life with him..everything with him..&lt;br /&gt;Can i say,he's the "light of my life.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise was made to myself,i will make this relationship,unforgetable,precious memories and once in a life time chapter,and hopefully for the rest of my life..a chapter with no "the end"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Hairie.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-4467912804549164020?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4467912804549164020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=4467912804549164020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4467912804549164020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/4467912804549164020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy.html' title='HapPy....'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-3875699690378044549</id><published>2008-11-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:17:38.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NoThiNg I CaN Do..</title><content type='html'>A FeW DayS Ago,We SeT As we won't be meeting for A few days starting from today...&lt;br /&gt;I considered that both of us needs to do our part..but it seems i'm doing it alone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a need for you to use your stuff for unnecessary things while you know that you will be running out of it soon..? i don't think so.. if i can do my part,staying home,take away my enjoyment ,just to save the stuff for his needs...Why Can't him..? I could sacrifise everything else but i couldn't bear sacrifising my feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make him happy.. anything.. but i don't know if it can be seen....&lt;br /&gt;I'm not heartless,i'm not brainless.. remember that..&lt;br /&gt;"consider everthing if you loves me......."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-3875699690378044549?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3875699690378044549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=3875699690378044549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3875699690378044549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3875699690378044549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-i-can-do.html' title='NoThiNg I CaN Do..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-2413383589086958020</id><published>2008-11-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:21:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>Today is Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;I'd been having boring saturdays for the past few weeks..i,myself dont know why...&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored! I'm Bored! I'm Bored!...&lt;br /&gt;Today i suppose to have a day out with my boyfriend and friends....&lt;br /&gt;But last minute change... I dont really mind.. But they Fought..?&lt;br /&gt;Its like,obviously,It was because of me.... Like duh...&lt;br /&gt;What should i do..?&lt;br /&gt;Must i dont meet him for like a week or something..?&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok,Sacrifise.......&lt;br /&gt;Love You "MaMa".. I'm not refering to my Mama,its the other "MaMa"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-2413383589086958020?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2413383589086958020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=2413383589086958020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2413383589086958020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/2413383589086958020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm...'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-7192023315480382648</id><published>2008-11-08T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:22:56.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A RiDiculouS Day</title><content type='html'>A Few days ago,i was really fine with my boyfriend. he turn to be so sweet towards me but today,everyting just went wrong.... im not so sure why,at 1st friends,after that life and now,"names".... i just dont understand why is he being so sensitive and partly unreasonable... but there's nothing i can do for what i felt about all this stuff happening.... now that matters are what he's feeling...  i cant feel happy if he's not.. because i just love him too much... i cant bear seeing him unhappy about everything.. i need to do something bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i felt i couldnt afford to do all that stuff.... surrounding tells me that im young and naive.. i dont really have what he really wants.. i cant afford to get what he needs.. i cant afford to get what he wants... dont it making me feel useless?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i do...???i'm trying my very best to upgrade myself.. i'm trying my best to be what he likes.. i'm trying my best to do and make everything right.. why cant it be seen..??&lt;br /&gt;why all this stuff are coming into my life..?? "test"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-7192023315480382648?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7192023315480382648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=7192023315480382648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7192023315480382648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/7192023315480382648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/ridiculous-day.html' title='A RiDiculouS Day'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-5114611877717853101</id><published>2008-11-04T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:54:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FaCe It AgaIn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SQ_L3e2BDhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4S_JgSsjMpI/s1600-h/Photo012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been almost 6 months now...But So Far.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Now,he only focus on his job and his FrienDs..&lt;br /&gt;I feLt Im Not impoRtant to him anymore..i dont matter anymore..i know and i can feel it.. my feelings,my loneliness,wont be botherd by him.. his concerns are all gone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-5114611877717853101?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5114611877717853101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=5114611877717853101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5114611877717853101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/5114611877717853101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/face-it-again.html' title='FaCe It AgaIn..'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072085434409735086.post-3221450834204157846</id><published>2008-11-04T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:56:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SpeCial SomEone AnD Me</title><content type='html'>I Met my SPeCial Someone in a very awkward way..Its pretty Funny..But yeah,We are meant to be together,i guess?&lt;br /&gt;hhaha..His Sister use to be my ''enemy" in school.. so ya... hahah.. first i saw him,i was irritated by his looks..haha.. so 'mat'...but from that moment,i learnt not to judge a book by its' cover?? a few weeks later on 29/04/2008,our status became 'dating'..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..he saw damn gorgeous actually but i fell for his voice first..his voice was so cute,i mean in a very manly way..so....we went out for a date on 30/04/2008.. wooo...the most romantic one ever!! but we are officially attached on 17/05/2008.. but i dont wish to tell why..hahahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1072085434409735086-3221450834204157846?l=puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3221450834204157846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1072085434409735086&amp;postID=3221450834204157846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3221450834204157846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1072085434409735086/posts/default/3221450834204157846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puts-dirtysecret.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-special-someone-and-me.html' title='My SpeCial SomEone AnD Me'/><author><name>SecRetiVe LadY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16854089828171149446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vbbiY71Ft5w/SgLTMaHtwXI/AAAAAAAAACM/z2y7FLCWocg/S220/his.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
