<?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-4503786469794896333</id><updated>2012-02-13T17:04:05.908+08:00</updated><category term='playboy'/><category term='tasting KL'/><category term='noobs'/><category term='Gardens'/><category term='Kindori'/><category term='jetstar'/><category term='Vaseline'/><category term='Dignity'/><category term='Puppy'/><category term='Mid Valley'/><category term='Font Lye'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='bunny'/><category term='terminator'/><category term='Tutorial'/><category term='bunnies'/><category term='Sweet Chat'/><category term='Times Square'/><category term='Fragrant'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>our dirty little secret;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>717</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5784100960642825735</id><published>2011-05-12T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:03:21.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Non Existent readers ;</title><content type='html'>I am here to tell my non existent readers , I am Moving to a new blog . 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Last movie you watched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Ghost Rider..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Battle Los Angeles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Last shirt you wore before this shirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ermm..some extreme t-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- my what the frack shirt from Universal studios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Last thing you held?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- My Mouse..&amp;lt;--computer..-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- My iPhone .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Last time you cried?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Last nite..sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Last Night ( okay some things never change) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Last place you went?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Toilet..-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Downstairs :P , er - I forgot last time i left the house was 3 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Last testimonial you got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Ohh..erm..dunnoe..-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-My school testimonial , i was the best student. okay not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;08. Last message you got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- erhh..."K"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- LOL , from Alicia :P because its now 3;30 and i told her i don't sleep "early"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Last e-mail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- lazy check got 73 e-mail in my InboX...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-From Twitter , a private message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Last to call you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-My Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. Last you called?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- errrhhh...him oso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Teddy - Through Skype &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.Meaning of love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Love..something that is easy to begin and hard to end..and unforgetable..like war..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Love, If we can explain love - its not love .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.Do u trust boys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ..must i? lolx.. maybe..some lerh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I don't even trust my father , I trust one enough to tell him things;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.Wanna be with whom now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- hmm..dunnoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- This boy living so far away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.Kissed anyone before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ohh..does my guitar count..? =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- My First kiss went a little like this - Muahh , and twist . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. whats your hp number?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- 1-800-Kookie-Penguin-Guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-012 2334456 (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.What do you think makes a person wonderful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Their personality....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-the moment where they start trusting you to tell you things; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.For you, what is important in a relationship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Trust..honesty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- The chemistry , the trust , the honesty - the Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.Who do you think is always the cause of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;break-up in a relationship? Guy or Girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Guy...the dun have any excuse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- its the one who's wrong , never a matter of gender;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.What is the most important thing to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- My darl''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-My family, my friends - your believe towards me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11.Will you give everything for the sake of your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;relationship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Depends..=3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- if he love me enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12.Had you ever experience being DUMPED?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ...&amp;gt;.&amp;gt;'' no..i keep wishing No..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- i went through the feeling of being left alone, not dumped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13.If you were given a chance to go back in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time what will you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ohh..to many to name..-_- 1st i will go study properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I would not , i am happy with what i have right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Do you love someone who doesnt love you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ohhh..yaa.."cry~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I am pretty sure he loves me. Pretty? Nah - Confirmed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15.Why everytime a relationship is over the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guy is the one getting blame?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Because we blame dem for no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Its not for no reason , because us girls we are sensitive , they drink to forget girls -  we drink to remember those moments with them . we are just , special sensitive souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16.What will you do if a gift u gave was given&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- *take knife*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I would be taken aback :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17.Is it really hard to move on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- No..Stupid question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Haha , i clearly wasn't in love four years ago - yes , really hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18.If by chance the girl/guy you once love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;needed help will you help him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- I dun see why not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I really don't see why not . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19.If someone hurts you? And someday the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;person asks for your forgiveness will you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forgive him/her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I forgive, but i never forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20.Do you believe in the saying "Letting go is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;easy but letting someone go is hard??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- still do , and always will. but when someone new comes along . well yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21.For every love you give does it pay off?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- ....no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;22. Wat kind of guy/girl r u seeking for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- i have no idea...-__-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I seek for the one who cares , loves - believes , trust me ; in every imaginable way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;four years later ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i seem to think with common sense . not stupidity . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8953682608391064076?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8953682608391064076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8953682608391064076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8953682608391064076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8953682608391064076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-february-25th-2007-vs-friday-may.html' title='Sunday February 25th 2007 vs Friday May 6th 2011'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-206682918045123561</id><published>2011-05-03T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T03:32:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you wake up late - enter your class with a cup of coffee;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;you know, i was never the one who shows affection on blog - unless its a scandal just to embarrass him virtually, but from my last few post - you can tell i'm serious about this boy, no you wont get to know his name or even see a picture of him ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;you'll have to know him as Teddy, - Yes Teddy Bear teddy ; why? i don't know it's like Nadia from NadNut with the boyfriend's name Ching Chong Boy , which i still find really cute . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;well back to the main point ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0471.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;You see the teddy bear above? Yes i know it's ugly - don't even bother telling me it's ugly and i wasted my money buying it. DOOOOD I HAND SEW IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Step 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0439.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cut the Base of the teddy bear legs,hands,body,head,ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Step 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0445.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sew them all together - and stuff it with Cotton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Step 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Always read the instruction properly- they say don't stuff the ears, i stuffed it anyways - now it looks like mickey mouse. BOOO. Then sew everything together. You get a teddy bear -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I remember watching Cardcaptor sakura , they say making a handmade teddy bear for your loved one is actually something really sweet- and what not i forgot. fml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;this brings me to a very cute conversation with Teddy really -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me : what are we gonna name our teddy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;him : I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me : it has a birth certificate also you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;him : where is it? i wanna see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Me : Its ..somewhere .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;him : go find it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; if we don't have the birth certificate how are we gonna send him to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i believe , i can have fun with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i believe , i can be serious with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i believe , i believe , i believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;up to you to believe it or not that i am no where near single.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;sorry - no kissing pictures for you on my blog , because well - i look ugly , side profile-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;(y) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-206682918045123561?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/206682918045123561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=206682918045123561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/206682918045123561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/206682918045123561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-wake-up-late-enter-your-class-with.html' title='you wake up late - enter your class with a cup of coffee;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1918205896742886757</id><published>2011-04-24T06:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T06:48:04.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i used to sleep at night until well - yeah .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0016-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;above is my wonderland , or at least my desk/table/study really - they say you can tell a lot from ones study . but well - all you can tell from my desk is i have three phones and a lot of lotion . Haha i actually wanted to take more pictures and what not , but i got lazy - too bad for you eh , but you'll have to live with the words for now . at least until i get my modem back which has WIFI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1. Pictures on the wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- you can pretty much tell i'm a photography junkie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2. Six pen holders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I am this doodle crazy person - you can tell from the amount of color pens , sharpies , highlighters ,and fountain pen i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#3. The tortoise / turtle looking thing on my CPU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I must say , that thing has a story behind it , it was given to me by the convenience store guy at my national service training camp from sabah. &lt;i&gt;IT FLEW ON MAS AIRLINES OKAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#4. three phones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- You wanna know what's the more amazing thing? You can reach me at all three numbers. :O . but one particular number is for one person only. too bad for you aight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5. the necklace on my monitor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-its actually from a friend. a few weeks ago, its a ring - with my name engraved inside . it never left my side . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#6. Those candles under the monitor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I am a candle junkie , i buy candles . I am saving for the yankee candles which costs RM 60 a bottle. ;\ . I just can't stand candles :( Buy them for me? as my farewell gift? they are for sale at parkson Pavilion - the floor where they sell bed sheets and hello kitty things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#7. those sketchbooks at the end of the book collection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-two moleskine , red and black and two unicorn sketch book ( one not in sight) they are filled with my deepest darkest secrets and desire , if a friend comes by - they will automatically disappear . :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#8.iPhone 3Gs and 4 box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-yeah , i am not spoilt that way . i got both of the phones like one for less than RM500 each because i am under contract . &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;your phone is probably still more expensive than my iphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; #9.The post it's on my CPU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I am a post-it addict , well - i don't know why but , i love post-its . i used 7 post-its pads at Sabah. just by doodling on them . yeah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#10. The 5 lotions under the monitor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-its actually 2 Crabtree and Evelyn hand cream and 1 Crabtree body lotion and 1 Viva la Juicy , Juicy Couture body lotion . Let say , i stay under the aircond so much - my body is really dry and wrinkly . Hence the amount of Lotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#11. The Louis Vuitton Wallet above the books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-its there because i used it just yesterday . Now its back in the dust bag. i got that from my dad for my 17th birthday . my last expensive wallet . unless my boyfriend wants to get me one. yes this is a hint for boyfriends - &lt;i&gt;EXPENSIVE BAGS IS A NEED.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#12. My most prized possessions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- or so it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0014-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Right to Left : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a Simple ruled book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- For random notes and self study .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vogue British December 2010, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- The cover was Emma Watson , I just couldn't resist spending Rm28 on a magazine .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie Claire Malaysia April 2011, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-The last marie claire i bought .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vogue USA November 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-It was Anne Hathaway with that gorgeous red Oscar De La Renta dress .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Micro economy Textbook for Matrix and pre-u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- i don't find the need for the course i'm taking in June really - and guess what? its almost exactly like my Secondary 5 Economics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memoir '10,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- My senior year school magazine - Ahh the memories in it eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;72nd Edition of the mckk magazine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- a magazine that i should be envious of . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Works of Jane Austen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I realize that I still have one more book in it to finish  .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another note book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Bought from universal studio Singapore .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tagore in mandarin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- No i don't read chinese , they have "pinyin"  - english words that pronounced the chinese character .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Starbucks Planner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Filled with - doodles of hearts .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Immortal Words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Self explanatory .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Art of War by Tsun Zu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I am sure all of you heard of it before . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penguins Love Poem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- got this spontaneously .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logomania ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- think , english idioms but somewhat more explicit .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat , Pray , Love -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- The art , Of doing . Nothing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The New Testament Bible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- i got it from Camp .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dracula ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Its such a hard book to read , i need a dictionary with me when i read it .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;William Shakespeare's Macbeth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- it means a lot to me , at the back of the book - my parents , Alicia , Eric , Stephanie , Vanessa and Joshua's Number are written , I brought this book to Camp - I guess i figured out who meant a lot to me through those three months eh? .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random Notebooks at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well - this concludes the end of my Table Tour . wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its 6;30 am. I need to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x Until tomorrow or later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;just because i came off strong -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;doesn't mean i didn't fall asleep crying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and even though i act as if nothing is wrong -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;maybe, just maybe i am a good liar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when we first met i didn't know you would be so important to me - you were just the boy that looked good smiling , then i remember talking to you on the phone till late night during weekends ,  for a moment you were that backstabber to your friend - and then we fell for each other - after that it was history .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;how cliche .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i didn't find for love - it found me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i didn't force myself to fall. i just - fell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;goodnight or morning wherever you're from.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1918205896742886757?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1918205896742886757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1918205896742886757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1918205896742886757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1918205896742886757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-used-to-sleep-at-night-until-well.html' title='i used to sleep at night until well - yeah .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1854427954856285264</id><published>2011-04-21T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:15:30.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/f83c5c09-1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a star;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe you write notes like this to every girl- or maybe this is another tactic of yours from being a casanova all these time .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know i never like posting things like this on my blog , because i know before me there &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; a girl typing in limerence - and after me , there &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; be a girl who will be typing in her blog about you , so i rather be that girl who keeps you anonymous for the time-being , who knows later that next girlfriend of yours is a stalker . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt; #361 . when you know you'r better than his ex.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry I had to ;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/23903130-1.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but the next girl wont even get to compare with me. yes i am going to be a bitch now and say things like this and its not even ego talking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;it took me , about three hours to actually post something like this - sorry was never the person who display my affection in public . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; yeah those in the pasts on my blog are &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;scandals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; its different. Whatever it is - I found that megawatt smile of mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;until then - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/14ac6d63.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1854427954856285264?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1854427954856285264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1854427954856285264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1854427954856285264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1854427954856285264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/04/bravery-is-being-only-one-who-knows.html' title='bravery is being the only one who knows you&apos;re afraid;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5991490738694754996</id><published>2011-04-15T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:24:19.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets write a love story ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unlike most of you - who go to a private college , apply , pay and start the following monday . I need to apply - and wait for them to send me back a letter and also worry about not getting into a college . I had the dream of going into Taylors or Sunway - apparently my father don't believe in those colleges . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i applied to another college, and guess what - I got accepted .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/e7b363e6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Worst thing is - I wont be living in Kuala Lumpur anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/d5932eec.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was drafted a few days ago , when i was in a critical emotional breakdown. Orientation starts May 29th , whoah - that soon? okay fine i still have about one month ; you know , i was told by my father that i will be going Melaka on the 23rd of March , when i was alone at starbucks reading Love Poems selected by Laura Barber , seriously i started tearing up right there right then. AHAHAH AT STARBUCKS HOW LAME. &lt;b&gt;Don't Judge&lt;/b&gt; - at that point I felt what Joshua was feeling , needed to move away from his friends and technically his life at KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chapter 1 ; Our Love Story .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chapter 2 ; Kuala Lumpur .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Chapter 3 ; Melaka . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5991490738694754996?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5991490738694754996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5991490738694754996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5991490738694754996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5991490738694754996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-write-love-story.html' title='lets write a love story ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5039828666728280065</id><published>2011-04-12T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:07:53.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forty one names;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know in life you just tend to meet those amazing people when you go for a trip ; in my case a three month "trip" or three months serving the country . You know they keep saying how bad serving the country is - i beg to differ , apart from the amazing people you meet , you will just have this part of you that you'll never get by going college in January :P yes i am mocking all you first intake college students , because i know at least two is reading .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In no particular order .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azizan; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or better known as Jee Jan , I was looking for him ALL over Facebook typing his name 'Jee Jan' , Apparently his name is under Azizan - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/188839_10150208436472814_533557813_8741500_5162575_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is in the same Character Building class as I am , there was an open sharing session . He went out and share , and we all found out he was the leader of his school's cadet , and also a really good gymnast, he did a double back flip infront of us , the picture above was taken by a friend using my camera - another day .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we Have Karen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/207621_10150208485147814_533557813_8741824_5249939_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At camp, there is ought to be the one who seeks for attention . the one above bah - second in line is me, - If Karen's name is not called - its gonna be mine. so whatehhell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nah - Rasyid Razak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or James Bond like the previous post i mentioned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/206594_10150208485842814_533557813_8741833_3914697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is like my best friend there , I am serious - he listens to me like how Stephanie and Alicia listens to me &amp;amp; he is nice enough to carry my 20KG bag down the stairs , do you know my first plan was to actually bloody throw the bag down? :P Ahh abort plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micha-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/196247_10150208439592814_533557813_8741523_6353678_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheerleader, straight A student , a leader , a singer; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What more can you say about her? almost perfect .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clare and Effa ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/197441_10150168617817814_533557813_8641370_7040133_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roomates - Clare the one on the left , she is this really spoilt and loved daughter , she kinda cries every day :P but she is loved .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faa Abdul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/198568_10150168614222814_533557813_8641345_7075048_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The friend - correction the Best friend that i can connect with 99% of the time the 1% is when she talks about her boyfriends :P aku jealous Faa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zul Nazrie. or Bob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/206447_10150208468447814_533557813_8741701_4561689_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know the names given there - well its just doesnt even connect to your real name ' Bob. - i asked him why Bob , he was like "aiyer - takpe la asal orang ingat" as long as people remember haha - you know from the way he look and talk you'll think he's from Kuala Lumpur , but apparently he isn't i was shock when i asked him - there is not even this Borneo accent to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liang Soon ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/207320_10150208484107814_533557813_8741813_1582964_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boy he is useless :P . yet i just wanna put him in here- why? Because he is my Character building team mate - and we were friends - the reason he deserve a spot here is because he saw me tearing up - he called me "wei she muo ni ku" why did you cry? was the first sentence he said to me . - good to hear at least someone cares :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i cannot fit all 300 people in one post , because at one point they are all special to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Especially this 41 people. - I still remember all forty one names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alycia , Mas , Amirah , Liza , Michelle , Anne, Faten , Fitri , clare , MeMey, Fairy , Effa ,Ayang, Fairuz, Faizah, Meng , Faridah, Fazizatul, Ain, Joy , Atikah, Syida, Korina, Fadz, Jocelyn , Cheng , Lily, Nabila, patimah , Lora, Rechel, Rowena , Saripah, Beno, hafiza, zeerah, Teha, Cat, Suhaila, Susanne , Thila. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is that forty one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/196236_155603491168162_100001555373074_321798_3182975_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah , i never get tired of shouting "Charlie - Cepat" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until the next post; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am nocturnal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5039828666728280065?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5039828666728280065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5039828666728280065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5039828666728280065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5039828666728280065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/04/forty-one-names.html' title='forty one names;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2182217339064216933</id><published>2011-04-11T04:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T04:11:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fund for the land down under;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OzgCDwJP5D0/TaIN0CFMrKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/AfiOzwb6-Dk/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='Aussie fund ;)' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OzgCDwJP5D0/TaIN0CFMrKI/AAAAAAAAAuA/AfiOzwb6-Dk/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Testing one two three , posting this from my iPhone really , let's hope it's working properly .&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh I have about 7 ringgit and 5 cents . Its a start :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Let me try to sum up my three months at Borneo Sabah in a blog post orait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me start with Pictures (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/065d422f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is my little head of company shoulder boards . Those two stripes mean nothing to me when i am with my forty-two little company members , they are like my siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/c84793e0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture don't even show half of the forty-two people i lived with for almost three months. when i went back from my chinese new  year holiday - the first thing i heard was KAH EE - KAH EE - KAH EE , crap i almost teared because i realize how much i miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/102f778a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of them admitted to me that i was like that older sister they never had ; i wake up at three am just to go to the toilet with them alright -.- imagine that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/17d019d6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me- after a long day of activity  , tired beat up - sweaty - smelly i must say . but one thing look behind at the locker :P notice those noodle cup? for the win my mum mailed it from Kuala Lumpur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/45da8e0f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those are my roommates - unlike other camps around Malaysia with 24 person a room , at Sabah Only at my camp - we have six in a room , so we definitely share a bond that is tight - really tight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/4f3dd27f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At camp- we actually have night shifts. or "jaga malam" we take turn - going around rooms until two am ; which is horrible , i almost died from tiredness okay :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/d77b03f3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Rambo - no , his name is Wan but everyone calls him Rambo , i have no idea why - but it somewhat suits him .Somewhat la . but he;s one annoying bugger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/a3429463.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my company teammates . and that symbol - is actually what we call the Charlie Symbol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/96666c93.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they actually thought it was some kind of worm or something :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/f8c378e3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let me tell you a story , every weekend we get our phones - and i stay at the Dining hall with my crazy ass best friend Faaaa Abdul to charge our phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/15f3bfbe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When physical activity started - i was the most active asthma patient there was .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/0ee5e1e8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was actually banned from doing anything and everything . But i went on anyways - because i cried :P wtf the only time i cried there was when i wasnt allow to go on the flying fox - abseiling and the last day there . dont judge kay it was emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/dfb68128.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did the bleep test oh i went from level 3-stage 3. to level 4 stage 3. in three months . and the best thing is i gained weight at camp :P yet my stamina went higher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/a875c5fc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;throughout the whole camp i had no access to music okay NONE - someone with 6000 songs in their itunes - that is just sad okay like seriously . But then i met James Bond :P okay or so everyone called him James Bond i don't know why - he brought his iPod. i technically made it mine. :P . technically. Ahaha. Well i couldn't help it . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/3295a2f2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's me and Joanne - my school classmate - like damn okay , we got into the same bloody camp - without her , i can die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/d786c8bc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone Meet James Bond - I mean Rasyid Razak , the owner of the iPod with a soft side for cats. Did i mention there was like 394823842384932 cats around there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and mr James Bond here is like my best friend there - he was there through thick and thin :P . even till now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/53273d84.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes THE picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE colt m16. Damn . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/6738805f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can tell you seriously - National Service was fun - For me at least :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gained so much , experience and also well - i even saw things . .-.- Yeah at one point i was sleeping with two holy bibles , yes i am a free thinker i know but hey - no harm right? come on - you wake up at three am you see a figure standing there white and black. wtf don't you dare, its now five am - orait close to dawn its alright ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay - Now to actually see if the picture is actually too big or what. ;) good night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2034519889625350393?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2034519889625350393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2034519889625350393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2034519889625350393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2034519889625350393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/04/di-kem-wawasan-ini-january-3rd-march.html' title='Di kem wawasan ini; January 3rd- March 13th 2011;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-7127070527568585384</id><published>2011-02-10T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:30:00.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@LohWenJun this is for you;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*dramatic intro* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as i am typing this , tears trickle down my cheek . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember how i said that i would camp at your house when i come back from NS? apparently - that didn't happened , i haven't got my &lt;i&gt;kraf-hutan&lt;/i&gt; training yet , but when you're reading this , i am probably at Sabah , getting tortured by some random physical activity right now - or i could be in the middle of the jungle already , but if i am not -&lt;b&gt; i will be calling you during my lunch break . &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whatever it is Joshua , Have a safe flight - a safe journey - like i said eh , If it was fated - we will be seeing each other soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sorry i can't be there tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like to make goodbyes or farewells long - i'll just make it short and simple . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trust me , your life has just begun -&lt;i&gt; whoah words of wisdom here . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take care my tenth letter .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-7127070527568585384?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7127070527568585384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=7127070527568585384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7127070527568585384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7127070527568585384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/02/lohwenjun-this-is-for-you.html' title='@LohWenJun this is for you;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4883392048716272935</id><published>2011-02-08T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:45:00.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muka Cantik berubah menjadi Setan ; bila peluru datang anggap ia peluru kapur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by the time you're reading this , i think well - i am on my flight back to kota kinabalu already . Really , they keep saying NS is bad , Ns is this , Ns is that, trust me - once you get used to it , it feels like home . i would say this the first day of chinese new year when i came back I cried , i stated to myself "i want to go home" -&lt;i&gt; shit i was home . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i was there , at Sabah - a lot of things happened . I became the company leader , they told me "Kah Ee , Kau ketua Charlie - Kau Juga Setan Charlie" just because I can be a leader and the devil at the same time - i guess thats good eh? I gained a nickname there Ee-Ee. Yes Like E-E. Okay , it doesn't seem as bad you know - they remember your name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly , I am scared - really scared at the camp , but i know that forty-one team member is behind me , they look up to me . Even if its a blackout - i ran to the toilet , just to get them. Sometimes they keep me strong , like how i need to pull three crying girls just to do the blood test , the worst thing - i was poked three times. FML, just because i was a guitar player .  they keep me strong , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well , until March 13 then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4883392048716272935?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4883392048716272935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4883392048716272935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4883392048716272935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4883392048716272935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/02/muka-cantik-berubah-menjadi-setan-bila.html' title='Muka Cantik berubah menjadi Setan ; bila peluru datang anggap ia peluru kapur.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5439796161182673303</id><published>2011-02-06T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:24:44.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from NS , but only temporary;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see , i was at Sabah for the past month - yes Sabah , Halfway across Malaysia for national service . I thought it would be bad - i thought that i would be bawling my eyes every day for the next month - apparently i didnt , i didnt even bawl more than once - the only reason i bawl was I need to wake up at 4.30am every day -.-' i dare you to wake up every day for 3 months at four thirty am and sleeping at 12 am that night . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can confirm with you - it felt like i didn't sleep for one whole month .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay - i am not posting anything forever till march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take care . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5439796161182673303?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5439796161182673303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5439796161182673303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5439796161182673303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5439796161182673303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-back-from-ns-but-only-temporary.html' title='I&apos;m back from NS , but only temporary;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5747368173971359523</id><published>2011-01-26T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T15:00:00.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of the Face challenge;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 30 of the Challenge;  Accomplished face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its Over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day30.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My next post wont be up till the first of February  -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so , have fun , doing whatever you're doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5747368173971359523?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5747368173971359523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5747368173971359523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5747368173971359523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5747368173971359523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-day-of-face-challenge.html' title='Last Day of the Face challenge;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5854434385468992117</id><published>2011-01-25T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:55:01.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29 ; I am not surprised .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 29 ; Surprised face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;25.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day29.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, day 29 - one more face of mine and well , you shall wait till Chinese New year .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bloody Tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5854434385468992117?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5854434385468992117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5854434385468992117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5854434385468992117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5854434385468992117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-29-i-am-not-surprised.html' title='Day 29 ; I am not surprised .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-9161643676572104502</id><published>2011-01-24T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T14:45:00.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 ; Happy Birthday Mummy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 28; Mischievous face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;24.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its the 24th of February -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first time i won't be around you during your birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lets hope Eric texted you what i wanted to say .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if not - he can suck balls :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-9161643676572104502?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/9161643676572104502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=9161643676572104502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/9161643676572104502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/9161643676572104502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-28-happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='Day 28 ; Happy Birthday Mummy.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2904892438445235046</id><published>2011-01-23T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:00:04.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY 27 - Liquid Luck ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 27; Puppy Dog eyes ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;23.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liquid luck is almost like the placebo effect ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;almost - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2904892438445235046?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2904892438445235046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2904892438445235046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2904892438445235046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2904892438445235046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-27-liquid-luck.html' title='DAY 27 - Liquid Luck ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8302031718213181215</id><published>2011-01-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:00:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26 ; Crazy face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 26 ; crazy face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;22.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my middle name is Kah - but i believe its called crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8302031718213181215?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8302031718213181215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8302031718213181215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8302031718213181215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8302031718213181215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-26-crazy-face.html' title='Day 26 ; Crazy face'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3117719811191951403</id><published>2011-01-21T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:00:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 25 ; membosankan .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 25 ; Imma Beat your ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day25.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3117719811191951403?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3117719811191951403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3117719811191951403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3117719811191951403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3117719811191951403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-25-membosankan.html' title='day 25 ; membosankan .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2725672250439964508</id><published>2011-01-20T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:00:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 at NS .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 24; Tired Face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;20.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i am going to be very tired when i come back from NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or i could be - more energetic than normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets hope - when i come back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am healthier eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2725672250439964508?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2725672250439964508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2725672250439964508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2725672250439964508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2725672250439964508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-19-at-ns.html' title='Day 19 at NS .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1542586223133314416</id><published>2011-01-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:04:00.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 at Sabah -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 23; Annoyed face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i am not mistaken , i'll be back in fourteen days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or just during chinese new year . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got nothing to say anymore :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1542586223133314416?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1542586223133314416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1542586223133314416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1542586223133314416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1542586223133314416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-18-at-sabah.html' title='Day 18 at Sabah -'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-483651612957767167</id><published>2011-01-18T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T15:30:01.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22; - sha-la-la-la-la</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 22 ; Gangsta Face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As i am typing this , i am actually watching harry potter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wtf , dear TV- I'm gonna miss you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fine - i dont even watch TV , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think i'm gonna be sleep deprived &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and also - technology deprived .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Booyah ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-483651612957767167?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/483651612957767167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=483651612957767167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/483651612957767167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/483651612957767167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-22-sha-la-la-la-la.html' title='Day 22; - sha-la-la-la-la'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1164936894924856252</id><published>2011-01-17T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T15:01:00.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one twenty one guns;  day 21.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 21; Cool kids face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think i look lame - instead of the "cool kid face"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets all blame it on the rain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope it rains in Sabah every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so no activities would be outside :P lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or at least all of them will be before the sun comes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1164936894924856252?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1164936894924856252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1164936894924856252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1164936894924856252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1164936894924856252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-twenty-one-guns-day-21.html' title='one twenty one guns;  day 21.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3089218160457296897</id><published>2011-01-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:59:00.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 - Confused face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 20 ; Confused Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i honestly think - i look like an ape . wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- no thoughts for today- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just - confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3089218160457296897?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3089218160457296897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3089218160457296897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3089218160457296897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3089218160457296897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-20-confused-face.html' title='Day 20 - Confused face.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6940872661858630547</id><published>2011-01-15T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:00:02.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19  to the face challege ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;day 19; cute face - you can kill me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15.1.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the second week i'm gone .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how's everyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'curious- i wonder do we get to keep four boots .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wtf - its like , cool okay. . == yeah nvm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6940872661858630547?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6940872661858630547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6940872661858630547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6940872661858630547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6940872661858630547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-19-to-face-challege.html' title='Day 19  to the face challege ,'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1042520198794724786</id><published>2011-01-14T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:00:04.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18; TGIF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 18; Creeper face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14.01.11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, its a friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My face looks like that if its a Friday. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so lazy :( BOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1042520198794724786?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1042520198794724786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1042520198794724786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1042520198794724786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1042520198794724786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-18-tgif.html' title='Day 18; TGIF.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6796151394758362703</id><published>2011-01-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T15:00:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17;  getting bored here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 17; "turned on face"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look &lt;b&gt;Constipated&lt;/b&gt; LOLER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's thursday today - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wonder what are you people doing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Text Me? I would be reading it Tomorrow night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6796151394758362703?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6796151394758362703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6796151394758362703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6796151394758362703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6796151394758362703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-17-getting-bored-here.html' title='Day 17;  getting bored here.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2554113836504575782</id><published>2011-01-12T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:00:07.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 16; Scared face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 January 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That face isn't scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's almost like - the face of . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WTF? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah - it's Only the 12th of January ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two more weeks till I come back for CNY holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2554113836504575782?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2554113836504575782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2554113836504575782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2554113836504575782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2554113836504575782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-16.html' title='Day 16;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3299479072138962578</id><published>2011-01-11T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T15:00:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 ; its 11.1.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 15; Bored Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11.1.2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make an epic wish during 11.11 am/pm kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- speechless-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just saying Hello (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3299479072138962578?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3299479072138962578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3299479072138962578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3299479072138962578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3299479072138962578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-15-its-11111.html' title='Day 15 ; its 11.1.11'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4739299054791133061</id><published>2011-01-10T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:00:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14; My ugly eating imaginary biscuit face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 14; My ugly eating imaginary biscuit face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.01.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Day14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awwh shitz ; it's monday Again. Bye Phone - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like i say -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SERIOUSLY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU TRY MAKING THIRTY POSTS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4739299054791133061?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4739299054791133061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4739299054791133061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4739299054791133061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4739299054791133061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-14-my-ugly-eating-imaginary-biscuit.html' title='Day 14; My ugly eating imaginary biscuit face.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1344603739284340562</id><published>2011-01-09T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:00:02.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13;  One week - at Sabah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 13; Sleeping Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.01.2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoah , Its been a week since i'm at sabah -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How is everyone back at KL? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a Sunday today - I'll most probably be sleeping now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why? - catching back all the sleep that i lost the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I will be tweeting i guess these two days .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lets Hope - My credit don't run out .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Stephanie Tang and Eric lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  :P you people shall be my credit buyer while i'm gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OwO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1344603739284340562?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1344603739284340562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1344603739284340562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1344603739284340562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1344603739284340562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-13-one-week-at-sabah.html' title='Day 13;  One week - at Sabah.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2359838149616299414</id><published>2011-01-08T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T09:30:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to @StephieTang @paperbags305 @aliciaxueli @alarifadiputra TEXT ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 12 ; Imma Eat YOO face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.01.11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Its a weekend I prolly got my phone already-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hence i used you people as my tittle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets hope it shows up on tweetdeck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today's post will be up earlier like 9;30 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that you people who i tagged can wake up- and check twitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and well - text me lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa - Arif , i brought my 019 Number .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(: . Ask Eric / Stephanie for that number .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they don't have - well , tell me when i come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then well -  I'll kill both of them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a slow painful death. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2359838149616299414?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2359838149616299414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2359838149616299414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2359838149616299414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2359838149616299414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-stephietang-paperbags305-aliciaxueli.html' title='to @StephieTang @paperbags305 @aliciaxueli @alarifadiputra TEXT ME.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1092940098955544594</id><published>2011-01-07T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T15:00:04.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 11;  5KM run .  TGIF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 11; Crying Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.1.11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Day11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Okay - Friday - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday is the 5 Kilometer run for us NS people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DO YOU KNOW SCHOOL AND MY HOUSE ITS ONLY 3.2KM?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOW THE HELL DO YOU WANT ME TO RUN 5KM?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah - hence, crying face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOOOHOO ITS THE WEEKEND TOMORROW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YEAH YEAH YEAH .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1092940098955544594?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1092940098955544594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1092940098955544594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1092940098955544594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1092940098955544594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-11-5km-run-tgif.html' title='day 11;  5KM run .  TGIF.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1506768845071285397</id><published>2011-01-06T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:00:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10; Laughing Face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 10; Laughing Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bloody Hell -its so fake .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Okay , i just scheduled three post &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i kinda ran out of things to say .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till tomorrow :P .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1506768845071285397?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1506768845071285397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1506768845071285397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1506768845071285397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1506768845071285397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-10-laughing-face.html' title='Day 10; Laughing Face.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6707899445883225132</id><published>2011-01-05T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:00:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 ; Unamused Face  - You think its easy thinking what to write about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 9; Unamused Face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.01.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They say Wednesday is Aerobics day - I wonder :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think You're pretty bored with my posts already ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but what can i say? I can't do much Lorrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't tweet- might as well keep you entertained with ONE post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like &lt;b&gt;One blog&lt;/b&gt; post a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything will automatically go into my twitter account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY FOR TECHNOLOGY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6707899445883225132?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6707899445883225132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6707899445883225132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6707899445883225132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6707899445883225132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-9-unamused-face-you-think-its-easy.html' title='Day 9 ; Unamused Face  - You think its easy thinking what to write about?'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6355324063777884734</id><published>2011-01-04T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:00:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8; Rawr Face-  but Day three in National Service. @paperbags305</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 8 ; Rawr Face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.01.2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my post yesterday , today is the third day i'm at NS ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder - Will everything be right side up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- let me put a note here ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss talking to Alicia, Arif , Eric , Joshua , Nicholas , Stephanie , Vanessa - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;expectations on 4th of January , - I miss all those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reality - its the 1st of January , i just talked to all of them. AHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How was school Vanessa - Arif? doing good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6355324063777884734?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6355324063777884734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6355324063777884734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6355324063777884734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6355324063777884734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-8-rawr-face-but-day-three-in.html' title='Day 8; Rawr Face-  but Day three in National Service. @paperbags305'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5796572830706488440</id><published>2011-01-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:00:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7; These things takes time.  or just three days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 7; Sophisticated Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.01.2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know it's actually New years Day while i'm scheduling all these posts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things i do for you . fine- i don't think i even have readers . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 at NS , Lets hope i am taking it well ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't see the future okay - if i can , i would run away to another country and never come back WOOHOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like what they say '3 days for the world to turn right side up again'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could be having fun , or i could be starting my january crying in my 'dorm'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5796572830706488440?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5796572830706488440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5796572830706488440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5796572830706488440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5796572830706488440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-7-these-things-takes-time-or-just.html' title='Day 7; These things takes time.  or just three days.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6640243289533645253</id><published>2011-01-02T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:00:02.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6;  I AM AT SABAH PEOPLE - or , i could still be at the airport . or on the plane . I have no idea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 6; Bad Odor Face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;02.01.11 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Day6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you read this , i am already at Sabah , Papar - Okay maybe i am still on a plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or i could be stuck at the airport - i have no idea what time's my plane. &lt;i&gt;great.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well - to my Juniors , its gonna be a new school year tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to my seniors , here's to a new term of college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to my friends who has gotten first batch in NS .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry - i'm there to feel your pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until tomorrow , with another face. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6640243289533645253?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6640243289533645253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6640243289533645253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6640243289533645253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6640243289533645253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-6-i-am-at-sabah-people-or-i-could.html' title='Day 6;  I AM AT SABAH PEOPLE - or , i could still be at the airport . or on the plane . I have no idea.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3006871668449857455</id><published>2011-01-01T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T15:47:25.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5; Silly face to a Happy New Year ;  follow me @KahDoubleE :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 5; Silly Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.11.11 ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes , when life gives you lemon - You bite on the lemon and well produce a silly face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its New year People , why are you here reading my blog posts? . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay - i am leaving tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoah - Tomorrow? .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3006871668449857455?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3006871668449857455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3006871668449857455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3006871668449857455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3006871668449857455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-5-silly-face-to-happy-new-year.html' title='Day 5; Silly face to a Happy New Year ;  follow me @KahDoubleE :P'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-811537921670063999</id><published>2010-12-31T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T03:39:23.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 , Pissy Face and The end Of 2010 - I think there should be resolutions .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 4;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pissed off face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can be pissy about anything and everything at one point -. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011 , New Year Resolutions ; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year  , i come up with a bunch of resolutions that never come true - Burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Favorite Never come true Resolution of every year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep More ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHAHAH - Look its 3;33 am while i'm writing this , and i Wont be sleeping till what? 5 am . Okay Seriously I will die of Sleep deprivation at NS if i keep this up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So 2011 Only resolution?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep MORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Leaving To Ns the day after Tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUIYOOO! Its getting closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just Found another Senior who went to the same camp - apparently , every morning when you wake up - check for little worms before you put your legs down .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FML. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-811537921670063999?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/811537921670063999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=811537921670063999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/811537921670063999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/811537921670063999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-4-pissy-face-and-end-of-2010-i.html' title='Day 4 , Pissy Face and The end Of 2010 - I think there should be resolutions .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6621692785429385474</id><published>2010-12-30T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T14:55:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 ; Sad Face - Bang A Drum;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 3 ; Sad Face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;30.12.2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/day3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'part of the 30 day facial expression challenge'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leaving in 3 days - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is scheduled - I'm most probably at KLCC now , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or I am still Sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6621692785429385474?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6621692785429385474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6621692785429385474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6621692785429385474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6621692785429385474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-3-sad-face-bang-drum.html' title='Day 3 ; Sad Face - Bang A Drum;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2279687986955751379</id><published>2010-12-30T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:45:00.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two thousand ten;  MMX - 2010 . the year that all my expectations were wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two thousand 10 has been memorable for me - this year is my senior year . Last year i actually was excited for my senior year , but i actually learn that - My senior year was the worst and the most stressful year - ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look back at my 2010 new year resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new year resolution shall be;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-5.1 buy more shoes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-5.2 sleep more at night;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-5.3 get healthy and not end the year with another flu;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-5.4 do not bully younger kids;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-5.5 do more good deeds;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did bought more shoes this year , so i guess it was successful -  Sleep more? that failed so badly its not even funny . Get healthy - fine i failed that too , not bullying younger kids? I'll elaborate on that later - Doing more good deeds? Yes Yes I did do more good deeds this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started the year , with well let say Pocket full of hopes, being the oldest in the school and all - and i was looking forward to the photography meeting because in 2009 , i had the time of my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of things Happen you see - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Begining of the year , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/b4ce6d03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was Happy, genuinely happy - until all the stress popped up .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What i am about to say , might make me sound like some power-crazy-b!tch (maybe i am) but hey - it's all experience and if you decided to follow my "path" be my guess , you'll break down and cry because i did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know , i remember reading one of my ex-senior's blog , She was the president of her club - part of the prefectorial board , secretary of her sports house , co-president of her unit uniform and also in the editorial board. Honestly speaking i was envious of her , i mean - a lot hated her , some thought she was power crazy , bossy and un-friendly and she is also one of the straight A students. How can you not want her life at one point?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when my club, sport house , uniform body , sport meeting -came . I have not the slightest idea of what is going to hit me in the head and how am i going to accept this stress . My first thought was okay - i would be the president of photography and that is all i ask for. guess what. I WAS WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;during my Sport House meeting , i became the squad commander of the marching team . I stayed back every day - at one point my Malay Language teacher was impressed , I finished all her work , she commented " i see kah ee staying back every thing and she manage to finish all 5 essays " okay - i am bloody flattered okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but that didn't last for long seriously - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the sports,club,uniform body meeting was divided into three days .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During the first day - it was the uniform unit meeting - Girl Guide . I was never the "girl-guide-leader" material -.- first i joined the uniform body because it was the "easiest" like when i gave my speech "You join because you thought youre gonna come here and get an easy full marks for your co-curricular points - i was too" AHAHAH. I guess the teachers saw "something" in me and picked me as their president.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the second day came , The Photography club meeting - hah i was confident during the meeting ;O but it was me against Megat - i remember it perfectly . okay - he didn't even show up for the rest of the year's meeting "laughs" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/d75f3c65.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/25efcebc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/ad5fbfcd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see, photography club made me a happier warmer person . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was stuck with this gang-gang-malas . which brings me back to another story - I was involved in the marching during sports day , i couldn't help out with the first most important event of the year - i was worried that they messed it up. my official photographers were logs :P logs that i grew to love that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then , last day - the basketball day . I was like "ok-join-basketball-don't-go-for-the-meeting-who-cares" HAH i was wrong again . the teacher liked me , she choose me for the president - Until today you people still hate me for being the president , i know :P hah who cares. but hey - i didn't let you people down.  during the game season , i went to the jersey shop eight times to get their jersey fixed. why? simply because i was the president i have to do all this. because my vice is an ass- he didn't bother doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/06909ece.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/7839a88a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/d85f15d5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but at the end. i grew to love them like my brothers. that i want to kill everyday AHAHHA as much as you wanna kill them - they make  you happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see, I was the president of all three co-curricular activity , there was haters alright . i guess you can't make a thousand friends without gaining a few haters along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My whole year revolve around all these after school activity -  did i mention i was the head of the photography department for the editorial board?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for some people this people , this is the best thing that can ever happen to them , for me? it was a truck load of stress that i don't wanna go through ever again. I was forced to leave class for meetings , i was forced to not attend extra-classes , with great power - comes with a price. the price of not excelling in class. My Results was truth to be told - Horrible. i Never paid attention to classes the whole year , and the worst? i was sitting for my MCE (SPM) this  year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random things that happened in 2010 ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/19117bf0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started wearing contact lenses to school Damn it was horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/23ead6a1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went universal studios , IT WAS FANTASTIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/2fa51175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in a "relationship'' during the middle of the year - close to thirty likes on facebook and well - people said "FINALLY" AHAHA. Joshua ,&lt;b&gt; you think i would let you forget this&lt;/b&gt; ? NO NEVER. :D till today we're still the best of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/aac0af72.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I camwhored in class soo much , its not even funny anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/5b10ff90.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a birthday bash at Jogoya - and boy , was we happy ? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/91ba4c62.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and another thing? I graduated. I am a high school graduate. damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/1bfd3761.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on my last day of school , &lt;b&gt;we made alicia feel tall.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/ab1ae40d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and during school class party- we g&lt;b&gt;ave up on our dignity&lt;/b&gt; ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by year end , My trials result came out - it passed the requirement to get into a college which is five credits - but i didn't have the choice to go to a college , i was forced to serve the country - which is also in three days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before MY MCE (SPM) started , we had this long line of teachers - who wishes us good luck , apparently these are the things that my teacher said about/to me -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Kah Ee , senyum sahaja tak pernah tengok muka sedih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(always smiling , never once see a sad face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- HAH , WHERES MY PICTURE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i was in charge for the photography pictures) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I love you Kah Ee, Don't forget me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(with that , i started crying wtf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Stop being so hyper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- HIGH FIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(that really happened my teacher gave me a high 5 BOOYAH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in two thousand ten ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i made a lot of promises &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i fulfill those promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i even broke some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in 2010 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i lost love but i also gained love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but truth to be told - i wouldn't live past 2010 , without my friends . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know who you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so 2010 you will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2279687986955751379?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2279687986955751379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2279687986955751379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2279687986955751379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2279687986955751379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-thousand-ten-mmx-2010-year-that-all.html' title='two thousand ten;  MMX - 2010 . the year that all my expectations were wrong.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2219502827659670907</id><published>2010-12-29T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T14:55:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 ; Happy Face. ; Darlin' It ain't easy .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the 30 Day Facial expression Challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 ; Happy Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;29.12.2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Day2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/68b8afc0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"what do you mean by i can't just throw in mentos,macbeth,plaster,hoodies,tee-shirts and Toothbrush just like that and i need to pack?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/203c0cd5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like to make people happy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa - Don't fret , i'm sure you'll have the time of your life next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why? Its Your&lt;b&gt; Senior year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the joy of returning to school and being the oldest there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/8c5994bd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arif - Next year , is your what they call "honey-moon year"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:P ahh , &lt;b&gt;lepak saja la kay?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2219502827659670907?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2219502827659670907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2219502827659670907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2219502827659670907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2219502827659670907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2-happy-face-darlin-it-aint-easy.html' title='Day 2 ; Happy Face. ; Darlin&apos; It ain&apos;t easy .'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2728139682502159419</id><published>2010-12-28T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T03:01:40.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 day facial expression challenge ; When I'm Gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 1 ; Regular Face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;28.12.2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Day1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See I'm leaving for National Service in 5 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FIVE. Damn - I don't even remember being patriotic . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you see, that is not the point - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my point is that i took this 30 Day facial expression challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i am scheduling about 30 Posts , a post each day So it's as if i never left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes - i Like to keep things . . Interesting i guess you can say that .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Do come back to check it out aight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be updating my twitter Every Weekend or &lt;b&gt;when i get access to my phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheerio then .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2728139682502159419?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2728139682502159419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2728139682502159419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2728139682502159419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2728139682502159419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-day-facial-expression-challenge-when.html' title='30 day facial expression challenge ; When I&apos;m Gone.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-350025788684185288</id><published>2010-12-25T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:25:09.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last christmas i gave you my heart, and the very next day you gave it away ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this year, to save me from tears - i'll give it to someone special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/166257_185861561429778_100000178051592_749317_4042440_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Christmas People&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leaving to serve the country in a week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how time flies. how time flies .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-350025788684185288?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/350025788684185288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=350025788684185288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/350025788684185288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/350025788684185288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-christmas-i-gave-you-my-heart-and.html' title='last christmas i gave you my heart, and the very next day you gave it away ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8181526114449759947</id><published>2010-12-23T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:15:53.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone repeat after me , freedom . F.R.E.E.D.O.M;  -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alright, alright - i admit i'm a bit late on the "freedom" post which should be up on Monday for all SPM students 10' but i'm a tad - bitttt - late , what can you say i have been busy. really really busy. with the Malaysian Certificate of Education and all -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i guess, life isn't what we all expected like what everyone say "life after SPM rocks" yeah not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/1325a538.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see this is the back of my door, for the whole 1 1/2 month . but on the 20th , i cam back i tore it all ==' because i'm just happy that its finally over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spm - its finally over . i have other problems to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/5d6fa1dd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;National Service&lt;/b&gt;, I'm flying to sabah In - let see . less than 9 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People Start College on the 2nd , i am serving the country on the 2nd . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on a whole other note , i am happy that i'll be flying off to sabah , knowing that its not even near to Cheras -&lt;i&gt; the joy. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;20th December 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My last Paper&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/722e446c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/ad2dc237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/3855866c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/5d758ebc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/004ffbc6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia, Eric and I .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the day of my last paper , i never felt so much pressure coming on to me really - wait what do i mean by pressure ? you thought all my papers are finished i should be relieved? no , here's where the problem begins - no more being spoon-fed no more people that you grew up with , its all up to you now . another post on that later . :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12th December 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Po-po-po-ker Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/ad6e2b01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/a0d00386.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/c0757714.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was at joshua's  , I cooked - and it tastes good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we kinda did nothing but , poker and eat , and mamak and poker and eat more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11th December 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alicia's Church Carnival .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/09b134c3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/64400384.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/2c688e89.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/ffa4ad24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/fd3d7523.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/3e248153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two words, HAD A FANTASTIC TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait , thats four words. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SPM's Over Now what? Oh yeah National Service.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh , I'll have about 10 scheduled post on January.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do come back every weekend alright?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8181526114449759947?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8181526114449759947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8181526114449759947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8181526114449759947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8181526114449759947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/everyone-repeat-after-me-freedom.html' title='everyone repeat after me , freedom . F.R.E.E.D.O.M;  -'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1340706774525039685</id><published>2010-12-17T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:42:21.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People don't change.  Only their costumes do ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see, the past month , it was the Malaysian Certificate of Education month - making it impossible for me to be free. - but guess what , the worst part is everything seems to be crashing down at the particular month . How N came telling me things that i shouldn't know , how I know that i wont be around during February when J leaves , how My grandmother is in the hospital's ICU , How my uncle passed away the first week - i guess sometimes , you wanna ask ' is this god's joke , or the devils plan - or the devils Joke and Gods plan , i guess its a test , testing how strong we are  . and you know - the past three days , i've been everything but fine - i cried my heart out ,&lt;i&gt; i even hid away from society .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/8b975a3a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;this is me, 12 hours ago;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/b30590fa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is me, 6 hours ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, its almost like a cycle - every year i do something to my hair at the beginning of the holiday - funny thing is , i chop my hair each year before i went emotionally unstable . but this year , i did it during that moment , yeah  , its almost like cutting off my hair means cutting off a part of me that i hate , maybe for some people they dye it red,brown,blonde. everyone they have different way of changing , but the point is - men dont change , their costumes do - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on a whole other note , today is the 18th December 2010, eric's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's almost like a sis- i mean brother to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/141bc63c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see that boy being attacked at one corner? yeah thats Eric. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Eric. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1340706774525039685?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1340706774525039685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1340706774525039685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1340706774525039685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1340706774525039685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/people-dont-change-only-their-costumes.html' title='People don&apos;t change.  Only their costumes do ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-528664659419919157</id><published>2010-12-10T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T02:26:55.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this i remember ;</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry all my posts have to be filled with words and long words. - remember how three weeks ago, i lost an uncle? You see - my paternal side have always been big - like really big , my grandfather married a few times, making me having more than one grandmother really - funny isn't it ? you see , my father has always been the black sheep of the family , always the one to blame , and my mother? well she was called the witch when my dad brought her home "chuckles" well here's a part of me you have never heard of . Well , my mother went against my paternal grandfathers words and named me Kah Ee instead of Pui Ee - she found that name too girlish for her liking and pop comes out Kah Ee ,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; yeah life history here. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting to the point -  Soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year itself i have been to a few funerals , one a grandmother who is in Ipoh , and one which is an unknown relative - sorry big family.  yeah - heres the confusing part , i know my paternal grandmother passed away beginning of the year , but that grandmother isn't my fathers biological mother , i don't play a big part in that story. but just yesterday morning , my grandmother was admitted to the hospital , v-fibbed and her heart stopped for a few minutes . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was at school , sitting for my commerce paper when that happened , right after that i stayed at the hospital till four pm. you know the funny part? she was on life support her blood pressure dropping , without the help of technology and medical- it would be a flat line we see on that monitor .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i walked in that intensive care unit yesterday , none of the patients in the room were conscious  , they were all in pain - tubes in their mouth helping them breath - iv's connected to their blood streams . it was as if , they have already gave death their address and its just waiting for death to be free and once he is he will be visiting . You know when i walked into the room , there was an aura , an aura that seemed like everyone there is already half gone . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i touched the hand of my grandmother , let me tell you the ironic thing about it , it was my hand that was ice cold - and hers was warm . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the doctors say they did their best-  i wouldn't question them , but honestly - when was the last time you hear a doctor say&lt;b&gt; "now all we can do is hope for the best" &lt;/b&gt;you know - those are the words that i hear in episodes of greys anatomy , and guess what - the best never came for most of them . I did something bold to - i asked him , have you seen cases like this before? whats the chance of surviving ? he did not gave a direct answer . he looked at me and said 'we did all we can , now all we need to do is cross our fingers and hope for the best'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know - i have been brought up Looking at glasses half empty - i never liked being positive , maybe sometimes when you be negative , the slightest positive will affect you a lot .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to wake up knowing that i will be spending the weekend with Alicia, and going to Joshua's on sunday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-and not at a funeral .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;because this way  ,  i know that my grandmother will still be alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-528664659419919157?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/528664659419919157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=528664659419919157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/528664659419919157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/528664659419919157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-i-remember.html' title='this i remember ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4647451821797685565</id><published>2010-12-03T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:16:36.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you could; what would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day : 01 . Write a letter to the people that you have drifted away from and now you miss dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear tenth letter; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; how do i start this letter? i never really like writing something to you - it takes about 7 drafts. haha, remember 2009? April fools? , i knew you were shocked 0: yeah i was too. and recently - i just figured out that you still read my blog.  would you be reading this too? hah , now we shall just wait and see. at the end of 2009, i told to myself "this . is . my . best . year ." and you're the reason why . yes you're still talking to me know , but i guess we have drifted apart compare to last year, we need to at least talk to each other once just to go to sleep at night. Remember the song Situasi by Bunkface? Engkaulah destinasi ku.  Remember how i texted you asking "Di manakah Destinasi ku? - you replied di Mr Wong" okay i think my memory is gonna creep you out. sometimes when i look at something that reminds me of you, i still smile like a crazy fool- remember the apartment , klcc ? strawberry pavlova , or Bubbles that you blew? Godiva? . we did so much together that i cannot look at something without thinking of you at one point. and now while typing this i am smiling. but i know that next year when you leave , i wont be around i will be at Sabah with the Colt m16; Honestly , the reason i even wanted second batch was because of you. what have i gotta loose? its the end of 2010, you need to know anyways. Well until then , this is all i can say.  Don't worry during the Chinese New Year break when i come back, you'll see my face every day. you'll hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear smaller me, but the darker me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this dates back to 2008, Remember how crazy and close we were? until you said "i'm moving- i need to be closer to my fathers work place" that hurts, because i know i am to loose a best friend. but till today, two years later i still call you every week and we never, i mean never run out of things to say . its almost like the distance brought us closer.  EHH WAIT- that make me sound like some lesbo, we both know that isnt true :P haha . remember how you slept over at my place? and painted our nails my dad commented how it looked like liquid paper? AHAHAH. okay, recently when i was talking to Nicholas, he reminded me so much of our form three years, where you fell infront of our class teacher- remember? and how every time i come down from the stairs people will continue "ehh tunggu esther pasti akan turun" - but really i shouldn't even put you in this section of the blog, it seems like we never grew apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i were to write every single person that i miss, my webpage will be filled with words, maybe another day . another day . but right now. live with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4647451821797685565?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4647451821797685565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4647451821797685565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4647451821797685565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4647451821797685565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-you-could-what-would-you-do.html' title='if you could; what would you do?'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5587871395719343286</id><published>2010-11-30T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:30:01.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you came, like the rain, burns me consumes me;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/cb690228.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;those who actually followed my twitter, knows that my phone fell into the water 2 days ago, yes Water. iPhone; i panicked i didn't know what to do so i just put it in a bowl of rice. apparently two days later which is today, It's alive. 'lesson learnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/a13dea0f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i start my everyday with a shot of espresso, and end it with a cup of americano- i can still sleep soundly. great isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/d794784a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at one point, i tried a non-alcholic beer. it tastes like Malt , nothing too special about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/fa2e4d26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, i spent my day singing soul sister- one twenty-one guns- american reject all kind of songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/131047a9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken by my father; okay i didn't even notice a shot was snapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its November 30th today, the last day of November - wow December is tomorrow , my november wish was to dominate world- okay that wasn't it. It was to drink less coffee and go through SPM without any problem. So far- yes SPM has been really good to me. but December is coming, December wish? Nothing- why? If god is listening - i know he is , he will listen every second of our lives and not only at the end of every month and the beginning of a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight November,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello December ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5587871395719343286?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5587871395719343286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5587871395719343286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5587871395719343286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5587871395719343286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-came-like-rain-burns-me-consumes-me.html' title='you came, like the rain, burns me consumes me;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6213594923158582634</id><published>2010-11-24T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T20:26:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one can tear it apart; cos a heart that hurts is a heart that works ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/aafcc830.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/025d7585.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/09fddc10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;study group; yeah this is what i learned -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you shit hard, your toilet bowl will break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah all of the others was so useless - i well, forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before i left- Nicholas said : I realize that we're not studying .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that took him long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;note to self; group studies equals to well- not so studish la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Down; eight to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6213594923158582634?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6213594923158582634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6213594923158582634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6213594923158582634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6213594923158582634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-one-can-tear-it-apart-cos-heart-that.html' title='no one can tear it apart; cos a heart that hurts is a heart that works ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3600786458631433586</id><published>2010-11-23T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:08:22.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is fragile ; really fragile -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/f2c85c60.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my spm face; Can you see the mosquito bite mark ? damn - it looks like a bloody hickey slash love bite. yes My Last moments with my Kerusi Book. :( sad alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/0523299f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to starbucks during my 3 hours and 45 minutes break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday 22nd of November - my uncle got into an accident , and automatically he was killed on the spot. i guess, life is really fragile. like they say - i just came back from his funeral , there is nothing much i can say - i don't see them much , as bad as this sound i only see my relatives during chinese new year, weddings and also funerals. which i rather not see them at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no one there recognize me, no one there i recognize - the last time i saw them was 2009 , end of the year . when i was inside - the face of my smiley faced uncle stared back at me . he looked peaceful . happy . the last time i saw him was chinese new year of 09' he even poked me and say "when are you gonna loose weight?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more than a year later, you know , i was looking forward to next years chinese new year hoping to poke him back say , hah i lost weight - when are you gonna gain? . sadly i guess i wont be able to do it anymore . this proves a lot. so much --- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the proves that , life is fragile - you can be very much alive one second, the next - you're pretty lifeless. and no pun intended , sometimes i wonder is there something that we are meant to do in life? we keep saying that there is something - something big out there that is meant for us , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-- i wont continue anymore because , you see - if i do i would be writing a &lt;i&gt;thesis &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;. . . 1 paper down. nine more to go . . .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3600786458631433586?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3600786458631433586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3600786458631433586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3600786458631433586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3600786458631433586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-fragile-really-fragile.html' title='life is fragile ; really fragile -'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4752930178022383735</id><published>2010-11-23T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:24:38.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>felix felicis;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;felix felicis; - Liquid Luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malaysian Certificate of Education or commonly known as SPM is tomorrow , Here i am blogging away , like Bryant Says - The day before his SPM "lepak aje" before he went to sleep, he feels scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, heres to all my SPM candidates friend - all the best , we wont bring it to our graves - don't worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/e7b4dd1b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i sat at starbucks, writing 17 notes. cracking my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/cd44eafa.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the french Army;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/75d414de.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess, we look different every single angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/34438f09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muka Gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/e5091f5b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Martin, - full stop -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4752930178022383735?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-9177776100399311869</id><published>2010-11-16T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:42:50.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16.11.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when you're emotionless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and even when you're tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll be there to let you nag me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-9177776100399311869?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/9177776100399311869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=9177776100399311869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/9177776100399311869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/9177776100399311869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/11/16.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3276645624821499889</id><published>2010-11-11T03:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:22:59.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i just posted 3 hours ago, i'm gonna do it again at 3;07 am;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i finarry found the guts to do the before and after picture :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/3c3d8eb5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; October 2009; November 2010;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/30ef10bf-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May 2009; November 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was that girl on the left;&lt;i&gt; i can proudly say was. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what happened ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wanted to stay healthy okay.-  and i did , i cut off all Junk Food and Fast Food -.-' miserable life i lived the past year , i got used to it -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in 3 hours i need to be up the stage collecting my certificate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3276645624821499889?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3276645624821499889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3276645624821499889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3276645624821499889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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have a major exam in thirteen days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aiyer- You don't bring it to your grave . i'll worry about my &lt;i&gt;STPM.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0062-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/149789_499701352813_533557813_7563582_6346329_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/148551_499704382813_533557813_7563701_3338666_n-1-1.jpg" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5283421149153032387</id><published>2010-11-04T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:15:53.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia international fashion week;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see, my mother was an Ex Fashion designer and an ex model too ; and guess what? - here's the sad part i got NONE of her model genes, but when it comes to fashion and style i'm glad i got a little bit of her genes . you can say that i'm the girl who can spend Rm 18 on a vogue and another thing is that, i was brought up by my mother in a very painful and harsh way . "you look fat in that" "its ugly" -.- on all those things that i thought i look nice in. so i guess in a way having a fashion designer mother do pay off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did you even see a part of my iphone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/728c7002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;._. yay for Free Applications, they are all really useful . no kidding. for what?. drooling for that pair of louboutins. "start singing Jennifer Lopez's Louboutins"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but one thing my mother taught me after all these years is "never be a fashion designer" "be the woman who wears designer" - So , maybe i belong in the seats of those MIFW . ahh just Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i realize that the 8th Malaysian MIFW is happening from 2-6th i was ecstatic , dayum - i tried getting the tickets through other media's i guess i wasn't lucky enough. there is so much things i would do for those pass really "WILL LIE /STALK/ FOR MIFW PASSES" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you know whats best? Its all Buatan Malaysia, fuiyoo. how can i not be proud ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but maxis is being generous and giving fashionsavy out there a chance to win two pass and rm500 shopping vouchers, you heard me. five hundred ringgit for shopping, i mean - all fashion savy are 99% shopaholics no?do visit &lt;a href="http://maxis.nuffnang.com.my/"&gt;http://maxis.nuffnang.com.my/ &lt;/a&gt;for more. (yes another awesome contest by nuffnang)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things i look forward to at the MIFW is actually the Fashion Gives Back. when you speak of 'couture fashion' the thing that comes into mind is really "money" maybe its time for the other way round eh?  and its a fashion show, what more do we look forward to? Models, tall- blonde- pretty models. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/mifw.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture was taken last wednesday, I'm now dying to see the real one , saturday night perhaps? :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/mifw1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can you see those beautiful fashion portraits , which i presume its by Bustamam? part of the 100 Faces Exhibition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and what would i show up in if i do get to go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;red carpet, hmm. the funny thing? My school's prom in December, the theme is red carpet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoot, i havent got a dress yet. but if i have to choose it will be that bodycon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/28810_439693562813_533557813_6157508_1098221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture taken June-12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;want to see a recent one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/mifw2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i need to learn how to liquify . :P i'm feeling sorry for your eyes .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I PROMISE I'LL DO 40000 Sit Ups On Friday Night if i get the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll put on that 5'' stilettos and boom, ready to rock till dawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i found out about this so late :( i cant write a longer better post. dayum. its quality not quantity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, fingers crossed now. xx. &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/4503786469794896333-5283421149153032387?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4225276851800324716</id><published>2010-10-31T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:42:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oktoberfest;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/0ccfddf4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahh, october - you've treated me well, with lies; betrayal; and even love. i don't know what to say about you really. last years october - i blogged everyday this october i blogged 9 days. 10 including this. *laughs* , reading back one of the post last year made me tear up, try reading october 11th post. funny isn't it how so much changed since then? - in my blog you'll now be known as the tenth letter,  ahh surprise surprise you're still reading my blog. we'll get to that part later on really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i made new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i learned lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i learn that nothing lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i finally felt betrayal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i loved again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october . i missed my tenth letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;october. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good night, good night October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4225276851800324716?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4225276851800324716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4225276851800324716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4225276851800324716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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show the real you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Webcam;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i do not sparkle under the sunlight, i do not drink blood, but i do not sleep;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/Photoon2010-10-28at00262-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;almost like torture to the eyes you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/Photoon2010-10-28at0025-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see, i am like this person who doesn't sleep at night, nor in the afternoon , nor the evening, i can live with 2 hours of sleep a day . and go on for a week. but at one point i'll break down and go emotional. i think its insomnia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on a whole other note-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my crooked smile boy,  Joshua -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Head full of hair &lt;/b&gt;and his halo watching face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-removed-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is joshua, 15 hours later after that screen shot was took &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoot, &lt;b&gt;hair goes bye bye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-i love you joshua don't hate me T______T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its hair, it will grow back - eventually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6018571495534167353?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6018571495534167353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4939679640817904606</id><published>2010-10-27T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:20:20.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the universal language, body language;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;body language, what comes into mind? - no not Jesse McCartney's "hey Ooh that, body body language" song. but the famous question- HOW do you read ones body language?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/2d140486.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boom, the first thing that came into mind - sophisticated but faking it for Stephanie and me egoistic because i look nice;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/8ddf109b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron, awkwarddddd- this shows that one is not close enough to open up to the person they are standing next to. standing straight also means intimidated by the photographer. My Mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/a82b1816.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, this shows how close this three are. Alicia, awkward moment because she don't know that this was suppose to be a fun and carefree shot; Eric- showing that he's playful. Me- im just plain hyper. whole other story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/8e365198.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see how this picture has the "i must look good and sophisticated" feel? because its taken by Joshua's Dad , whom i respect . No Farney Faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/180ba2e7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manoj, Can you see that " :O heh face" ? it shows that he is not happy ;P but just playing along because he is nice. and Aaron, well he just don't know its taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/22f741e3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the same people different photographer. - a whole other story, my mother. HAH. "boom model face" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter what language we're speaking, the most important one is actually body language, knowing that sometimes some people are too stupid to read it saddens me really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my blogging , thingamajig is back. so More posts for you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4939679640817904606?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4939679640817904606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4939679640817904606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4939679640817904606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4939679640817904606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/universal-language-body-language.html' title='the universal language, body language;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8212034135409763862</id><published>2010-10-24T03:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T03:33:07.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still breathing;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember my previous post? about graduation. well now i'm a graduate at least a high school one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108275294/" title="IMG_00110 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5108275294_156e160c34.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_00110 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see sometimes, its not about who stayed for the longest in your life, its actually about who came and who supported you all these while. From left to right Stephanie, Alicia, Eric and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see i was never the 'petite' one of the group so yeah, i have to look big and bully-ish;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677901/" title="IMG_00222 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677901/" title="IMG_00222 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1248/5107677901_38b5980b7b.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_00222 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677901/" title="IMG_00222 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahh, random photo that i decided to jump into. smart eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107678155/" title="IMG_0017 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107678155/" title="IMG_0017 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/5107678155_52deae6257.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0017 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Wan Jiun, i would like to call her my successor next year for photography club;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107678155/" title="IMG_0017 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108274112/" title="IMG_0038 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1257/5108274112_7a254da94e.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0038 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was starting to think that bringing the neverful was a bad idea. so i gave it to my Body Guard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107674563/" title="DSC_0045 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107674563/" title="DSC_0045 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1438/5107674563_7bd38e447c.jpg" width="460" height="306" alt="DSC_0045 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107674563/" title="DSC_0045 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From L-R ; Pei San, Farah, Joanne , Mei Ling , Me , Luqman and Rabbani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the people i deal with at school every day. and at one point i want to kill them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272640/" title="DSC_0112 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272640/" title="DSC_0112 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1430/5108272640_6853d46403.jpg" width="350" height="500" alt="DSC_0112 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you feel the glam here? the "whoaaah-hell yeah!" kinda feeling? that looks like i'm walking a runway? no photoshop other than altering the color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272640/" title="DSC_0112 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677311/" title="DSC_0201 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677311/" title="DSC_0201 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/5107677311_6b2c298488.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_0201 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107677311/" title="DSC_0201 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you know they say jump shots are not easy? well- imagine jump shots in heels really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272866/" title="IMG_(2)0101 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272866/" title="IMG_(2)0101 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1344/5108272866_df2a7a71ed.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_(2)0101 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272866/" title="IMG_(2)0101 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was unintentional , i was on the phone with my father. and stephanie took the picture. let say i look nice in a weird way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108274606/" title="DSC_0206 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108274606/" title="DSC_0206 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/5108274606_298d01f477.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_0206 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108274606/" title="DSC_0206 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alicia , Eric , Me; during the picture Eric's mother shouted DO NOT COVER YOUR MOUTH ERIC!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108274606/" title="DSC_0206 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107676103/" title="I (3) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107676103/" title="I (3) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5107676103_39231fa65d.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="I (3) copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is stephanie, whoah Who? the one you always see on my blog, well this time she dressed well sophisticatedly . amazing :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107676103/" title="I (3) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107675569/" title="I(2)MG_0114 by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107675569/" title="I(2)MG_0114 by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1227/5107675569_02d3ae18a2.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="I(2)MG_0114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Samantha, my kindergarten friend . can you imagine this? I wore my kindergarten graduate robe with this girl, then my primary school one and now the secondary one. oh how time flies :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107675569/" title="I(2)MG_0114 by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273642/" title="DSC_0208 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1066/5108273642_dceb654d84.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_0208 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me, with flowers and teddy that i &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; - lend from people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273068/" title="IMG_0097(2) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273068/" title="IMG_0097(2) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1372/5108273068_2a5e0c835f.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0097(2) copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this one, well lets say that it was on the floor and i couldn't resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273068/" title="IMG_0097(2) copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108272228/" title="IMG_0095 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/5108272228_e8d65dcc8a.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0095 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wye Toong; compare this and the one below, this one feels a weee bit awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273286/" title="IMG_0092 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5108273286/" title="IMG_0092 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1138/5108273286_dde4fe7f29.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0092 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua; can you feel the old era- seventies kinda feeling here? I am to print this and to hang it some where :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107676475/" title="I(2)MG_0116 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1125/5107676475_7a95ebe9c2.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="I(2)MG_0116 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is actually a story behind this picture;&lt;br /&gt;see Manoj :), Kah Ee :D, Joshua :].&lt;br /&gt;we are all close together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5107676925/" title="IMG_0(2)117 by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1371/5107676925_e3c4e87925.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0(2)117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manoj :| , Kah Ee :D , Joshua :}&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Loh, did you just pushed Manoj away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kappish? let your imaginations run wild. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5107677723_9f2cdbf7c2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can now say i am a graduate from high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;once a SBS, always a SBS; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-next post , after graduation .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; dear, tenth letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;promise me that you wont let me give up that easily,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;promise me that- if one day we stopped talking to each other you'll keep me in your heart at least? because i am going to stay there, like how you're going to be in mine&lt;/i&gt;&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/4503786469794896333-8212034135409763862?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8212034135409763862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8212034135409763862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8212034135409763862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8212034135409763862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-still-breathing.html' title='I&apos;m still breathing;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5108275294_156e160c34_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-7179386766784092987</id><published>2010-10-23T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:55:36.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so we talked all night about the rest of our lives;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like the bloody saying goes, the friends you make in college knows who you are high school knows why you're like so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/graduation2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember this? 5 years ago , we were all so different, physically and mentally . the funnier part, Ming Chau the first from the left- left for australia , Ivan- hah grew into a fine young man, Manoj? the tall guy in the middle- the head prefect, straight A plus student , Jun Wah the boy in front of Manoj - a chubby boy in the picture you see now? a good looking one. Jee Yee , was never really close to her but she changed a lot too ahh Sally- moved away four years ago just to the school next door really but it was never the same after that, and now she is that hot girl that everyone adores. and the one in green baju kurung; - Me funny isn't it how my face still remained the same after five years when everyone grew out of their baby face? i guess i am the one with the oldest face back then;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you see, people don't accept changes- most of us don't , change is a part of us biologically or not- our cell in the human body are ought to change every seven years wether we like it or not we are changing , but right now i like to see change as a change of clothes,hairstyle and not who we are and not who we hang with because we know that one day they will have to leave we all do but at this moment when you're reading this there is a bunch of friends who is running in your head right now, and that bunch is the one that you should and will be keeping in contact with or that one who their kids will be calling you god mother or god dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now this post is about a whole other thing, we can get sappy another day- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/graduation1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in about 7 hours i would be wearing the green robe , leaving high school in a months time. funny how the year treated me- giving me opportunities to meet a lot of people, giving me the chance to actually get involve in so many things that i even hate the weekend because i get calls from teachers and friends. hah i know you wouldn't want to be reading my life story and you prefer reading posts about parties and food but hah, too bad .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the teacher gave out our robe , everyone removed it from the bag right there right then and put it on, do you know what's the funny part? we haven't even got all our trials results yet and people are already in the graduating mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some couldn't wait to graduate, some just wants to leave the school but me i am in the category where i wanna stay in school longer , those four walls when i stepped into the building 6 years ago for my registration , it looks so big- so wondrous full of mysteries that we will soon be solving, everyone looked so big . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and as i was enrolled there the first day of school- the seniors were really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-- well unlike me and my friends the first day of my juniors i scared the hell outta them. i mean come on you just couldn't help but say HELLYEAHIMFINALLYASENIOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then the second year flew by like no bodies business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the third went by smoothly- studies sucked like hell. but i lived through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the fourth, my most memorable year- i was in a new class a new environment if you go through my achieves, i was in this horrible mode where i hated everyone because my bestfriend moved school that year, i was recessing alone , sitting at the library- not eating during recess but then eric , stephanie came into my life right after that alicia did too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but during form four, another special one came into my life- very special really by typing that i feel the tears forming already . Yes you, my &lt;b&gt;tenth letter in the alphabet &lt;/b&gt;came along.  hah- i love you and i still do not the same way but i still do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now in form five, my last year my senior year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am in a class filled with beauty products addict, no. i am not kidding- there are people who sell contact lens, clothes, come on anything you ask for even perfumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/page3copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they are the people who can push me on the table and i still look happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear blog, sorry i've been neglecting you ; i have the inspiration to blog just not the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well tomorrow i will write again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its now almost two. that makes 6 hours till i wear the green robe :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4503786469794896333-7179386766784092987?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7179386766784092987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=7179386766784092987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7179386766784092987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7179386766784092987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-we-talked-all-night-about-rest-of.html' title='so we talked all night about the rest of our lives;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1140540691582204360</id><published>2010-10-06T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:49:29.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vaseline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>the day i didn't follow the dress code and got lost; Vaseline Party-- Nuffnang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, at one point in our live- we either over dress or under dress or well -not follow a dress code. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one hour before the party started, my room was like a&lt;b&gt; war zone;  &lt;/b&gt;shoes every where in denial that i cut my sole the night before sticking plaster on it trying to walk in heels apparently i was well - not walking straight in them so i pull on a pair of converse and my black qipao/cheong sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i left the house at 4;30 pm. and i got lost around Jalan P.Ramlee.- I finally found the pan global Building after three rounds at jalan P.Ramlee. I went up to the lobby and BOOM, i see people crowding there in Pink,White,Yellow . i feel &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt;. in that black Qi Pao. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056830452/" title="IMG_0003 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5056830452_a78818a859.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0003 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way there, i saw this sign board that made me feel - a little bit disturbed. -_- someone sue the person behind this idea, come on if i were an Egg i would go for being a chicken or something not an omelet with bread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056830202/" title="IMG_0006 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5056830202_66c95ddcd4.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0006 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;registration , ahh- the nuffies - pretty in pink,white and other sweet colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831996/" title="IMG_0008 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5056831996_e594a4f4d7.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0008 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodie bags galore- inside a few bottles of vaseine which can last you to about a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056214677/" title="IMG_0009 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/5056214677_3080836dde.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0009 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we have Serge, or better known as &lt;a href="http://dustyhawk.net/"&gt;Dusty&lt;/a&gt;hawk to the bloggers. I want to thank him for bringing me there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056829342/" title="IMG_0142 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4105/5056829342_b51f2e1d47.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0142 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the event is held at Luna Bar, 34th floor? or was it 33rd. bad memory much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the place was almost perfect for dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056216865/" title="IMG_0017 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5056216865_29387c0d74.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0017 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831296/" title="IMG_0045 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5056831296_d972f3c264.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0045 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056214509/" title="IMG_0014 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/5056214509_21fc08e31d.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0014 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056214397/" title="IMG_0020 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5056214397_d52c0ea80e.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0020 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056215667/" title="IMG_0036 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4145/5056215667_f3940521be.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0036 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pool, comfy seats, over look half of KL. what more could you ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056216789/" title="IMG_0111 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5056216789_ff3b31a3fd.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0111 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bokeh shot of KL . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met lovely people that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is where i test my memory of remembering names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056832318/" title="IMG_0023 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5056832318_39dca28348.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0023 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Myra (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056216603/" title="IMG_0082 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5056216603_aa53285072.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0082 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Yuna. a local artist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831754/" title="IMG_0078 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4126/5056831754_fdaae0c867.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0078 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Audrey, she blogs at &lt;a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/"&gt;fourfeetnine&lt;/a&gt; she is the cutest girl i've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;epitome of cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056216493/" title="IMG_0018 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5056216493_13ccbc7796.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0018 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nana, Joanne, Me, Mimi, Suzai, Myra and, Mimie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is this other group picture that i don't know where it flew to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056214265/" title="IMG_0035 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5056214265_1cea443f04.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0035 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is vince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831624/" title="IMG_0037 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/5056831624_bde78afbf8.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0037 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serge;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056216105/" title="IMG_0137 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/5056216105_205b4af1fd.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0137 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suzai , sweet girl :) she blogs at &lt;a href="http://sizzlingsuzai.blogspot.com/"&gt;sizzling suzai;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831522/" title="IMG_0051 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/5056831522_d181198bbc.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0051 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i waited so long for food D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unlike someone, who jumped to the table first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wonder who-. OwO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056217087/" title="IMG_0039 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/5056217087_cf432d6bdd.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0039 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got meh? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056831122/" title="IMG_0088 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/5056831122_655a5f7dec.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0088 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056215449/" title="IMG_0092 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5056215449_56080368e2.jpg" width="460" height="345" alt="IMG_0092 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;girls there that night, really made me feel ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/5056215335/" title="IMG_0041 copy by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5056215335_67e6161f69.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="IMG_0041 copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kinda figured out why do they call me Kahee . it sounds like Ka Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once, in awhile you know that feeling you get when you're being watched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/Untitled-1copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/Untitled-1-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can has that feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you Nuffnang, thank you Serge, thank You vaseline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1140540691582204360?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1140540691582204360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1140540691582204360&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1140540691582204360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1140540691582204360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-i-didnt-follow-dress-code-and-got.html' title='the day i didn&apos;t follow the dress code and got lost; Vaseline Party-- Nuffnang.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5056830452_a78818a859_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-2829231035855070760</id><published>2010-10-03T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T01:26:15.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pabila kau merenung matanya ku rebah, jatuh ke bumi;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/f3ac154f-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you the guy behind dustyhawk for taking me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the theme was white,yellow,pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i kinda got lost in black. T____T'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-2829231035855070760?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/2829231035855070760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=2829231035855070760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2829231035855070760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/2829231035855070760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/pabila-kau-merenung-matanya-ku-rebah.html' title='pabila kau merenung matanya ku rebah, jatuh ke bumi;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8732326101549160846</id><published>2010-10-01T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:44:26.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October leafs falls;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it took me about 8 tries to sign in to my photobucket account. thats sad;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes every picture tells a story; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here i am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/460.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the bed- this is where i spend most of my nights. with the macbook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when the computer is less than 4 feet away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and  most of the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0001copy-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am outside, eating parfait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or i could be lazing at home;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0002-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Staring at those happy memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and stalking people on twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;once in awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0007copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or i would be stuffing myself with mentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but when i do feel nice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0010copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i buy a viva glam lipstick and all the money goes to charity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but when monday comes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0020copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't wait for the 5 p.m. mamak and 6 p.m. tuition with a bunch of hooligans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but when i reach home at 8;15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0024copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only my cat will bother talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or meowing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then the next day i would look on the bright side;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0029copy-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i just get good food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone look at that and think back what Joshua did during Jogoya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i feel like cleaning the room;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0039copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would go deep into my cupboard, then when i find something interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i forget about cleaning. FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1713copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an ex- model fashion designer, thats why i like shopping with her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unlike all the other mothers they say "oh you look good"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mum will just say "you look fat"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that technically concludes my daily life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay not really. there is this big part that you dont know;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am the secret love child of a vampire and well a socially awkward penguin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8732326101549160846?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8732326101549160846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8732326101549160846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8732326101549160846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8732326101549160846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-leafs-falls.html' title='October leafs falls;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5881333920030464564</id><published>2010-09-30T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T17:16:45.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall makeover; in a clear view there's a sillhouette</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/48dad831.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was love&lt;br /&gt;how can I expect to be love when i not love myself first?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5881333920030464564?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5881333920030464564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5881333920030464564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5881333920030464564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5881333920030464564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/09/wall-makeover-in-clear-view-theres.html' title='Wall makeover; in a clear view there&apos;s a sillhouette'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-617258883540498439</id><published>2010-09-26T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T02:57:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you moist enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, as if my 'readers' didn't come here by searching "dirty secret blogs" now with the tittle, i am sure my blog will be filled with .&lt;i&gt;.lets leave it to your imagination.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so tell me, do you have dry SKIN. YES SKIN not. dry other place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;those who know me well enough, knows that i stay under the air-cond 24 hours a weekends and 12 hours a school day. why? i am like this polar bear . i like the cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but researches are made, staying under the aircond is a big nono if you want nice silky skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hence. look at me. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/vaseline_1285440166.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every girl's nightmare to actually have dry hands. why? because we like to hold onto boys hands and let them know we have soft hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/Screenshot2010-09-26atAM0238461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS Is how a soft pretty skin should look like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but of course, there is always something i would like to call miracle that comes in bottles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/vaseline/"&gt;Vaseline;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wouldn't lie, i've been using vaseline since 17 years ago. my mother says that she uses it on my buttocks. wtfbbqsauce, you know too much now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I WAS A MERE TODLER, -.- and i have rashes. T__T' stop judging me. wtc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find vaseline perfect for those clean freaks like me, it doesn't leave this oil trace behind, it literally disappears.  what do you mean you don't believe me? just go buy it and try it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plus, their total moisture its in soya and oat extract. come on- after putting it on, i'm sure you wanna take a bite ;D . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, vaseline came up with a new range; Total Moisture, Healthy White, Intensive Rescue, and Aloe Cool and Fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoot, i lived under a rock so long -.- i don't even know. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now stop reading my blog and go have a look at the new vaseline range. &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/vaseline/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-617258883540498439?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/617258883540498439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=617258883540498439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/617258883540498439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/617258883540498439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-moist-enough.html' title='are you moist enough?'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4063205327992850237</id><published>2010-09-26T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:45:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reason number 298434932 why i am single;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after recess i went up to my friends class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua : So What starts with P ends with o-r-n?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eric : O_O .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua : Popcorn - Okay so starts with a F ends with a u-c-k. FIRETRUCK :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Wye Toong and Aaron Laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : Okay okay i got one- So There is 3 woman eating ice cream- one is licking, one sucking and one biting. which one is married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron : The one who is sucking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me : the one who has a wedding ring on her finger . :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;= = My name is Kah Ee. and i make dirty sick jokes with immature boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just find the need to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4063205327992850237?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4063205327992850237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4063205327992850237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4063205327992850237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4063205327992850237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/09/reason-number-298434932-why-i-am-single.html' title='reason number 298434932 why i am single;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6499937838789715880</id><published>2010-09-23T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:19:26.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I grab my bags and go, as far away as I can go, Cause everything ain't what I used to know;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random Picture Blast . Because I miss my &lt;i&gt;readers-&lt;/i&gt; as if i have any and i Miss my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/6af2fee9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was Mid-autumn festival. any lantern burners around? Put Your hands up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/6a9a519b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course , i couldn't play anything, couldn't even stand near the heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who knew one day of waking up early could kill you that quick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/0c68792a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"crappy resize-er decided to go wrong"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when in the state of 'i-am-gonna-dieee' - i still choose to be unhealthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find cup noodles almost like - the greatest creation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;come on you cannot deny right? meat,vege,everything in a &lt;b&gt;cup.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this is why i get sick so often.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;incase you forgot how cute i look;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/image-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am actually still that cute :D ForTheWin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/c7fc8ec2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need you to hold all of the sadness i can not, living inside of me;&lt;br /&gt;tell me where am i suppose to go and who am i suppose to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew what i knew-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6499937838789715880?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6499937838789715880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6499937838789715880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6499937838789715880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6499937838789715880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-i-grab-my-bags-and-go-as-far-away-as.html' title='So I grab my bags and go, as far away as I can go, Cause everything ain&apos;t what I used to know;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5214991281082546555</id><published>2010-09-10T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:45:24.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry for being missing in action from the blogosphere. :(  i miss my dirty little secret. ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am here to wish all my Muslim friends Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"a year ago's yesterday . september nine;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry i have this thing with&lt;b&gt; dates.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5214991281082546555?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5214991281082546555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5214991281082546555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/myshoes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my shoes, from Converse-heels-flats-boots. every thing. i have this special love for my five inch heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Fact &lt;b&gt;Number Two. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am destined to not wear heels around boys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Much as i Love my heels- once i put them on i am taller than &lt;b&gt;A lot of boys.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am 166 cm, making me &lt;b&gt;178.5 cm&lt;/b&gt; in heels, Oh -bloody sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hence during Prom night- it will be either&lt;i&gt; kitten&lt;/i&gt; heels or a&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;182cm&lt;/b&gt; boy. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so Until that tall handsome lad appears, --- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/08/fact-that-you-never-knew-oo1.html"&gt;a fact that you never knew #oo1&lt;/a&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/4503786469794896333-4005007445104408797?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4005007445104408797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8677746412416651191</id><published>2010-08-22T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:26:00.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fact that you never knew #oo1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/4914939845/" title="AB Crystal Heart; by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4914939845_60c67068e3.jpg" width="480" height="360" alt="AB Crystal Heart;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/4915544806/" title="AB Crystal Heart; by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4915544806_59e36dce60.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="AB Crystal Heart;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kah-ee/4914940141/" title="Siam and Topaz Swarpvslo Bicone;  by Kah Ee, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4914940141_55336c0517.jpg" width="480" height="360" alt="Siam and Topaz Swarpvslo Bicone; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i once was in the jewelry making line -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until i was earning only &lt;b&gt;thirty cents per item&lt;/b&gt;. i got fed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now, i have three box of left overs ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;D i am to make these random "facts that you never knew" . because i am random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8677746412416651191?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4914939845_60c67068e3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8915605512868778476</id><published>2010-08-19T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:18:05.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will love you still my dear;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/Dylan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first time i saw this picture, "Who is that girl with Dylan :O" .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow, it took me 15 seconds to realize that was me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got not much to update on really,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay fine i got a lot in my head, but i just wont say anything;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i do have one important thing to update on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/sbsprom.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" style="width: 464px; height: 650px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PROM, DUH. which senior isn't excited about Prom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do visit the blog for more information alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sbsprom-2010.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nobody in the world, made me feel the way that you made me felt; i just want to be with you;  i stole that from Made of Honor- i need to be saying whats in my heart. yeah right now is that you're so lame, i can die. go suck balls. like Joshua Says It, Suck balls-suck balls-suck.b.a.l.l.s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) have a nice day everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8915605512868778476?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3124915670000761050</id><published>2010-08-16T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:49:11.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you said 'i love you' and i said it too, the only difference is that i didn't lie;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niu Lang and Heavenly Weaver Maiden;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of the story of two lovers who meet only once every year on the seventh day of the seventh month, on the Magpie bridge above the silver river?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the classic example of forbidden love, I'm not going to write a whole page of history, google them if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how two people see each-other every day and yet they can bare to not look into each others eyes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know you're not stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know i am talking about you 99 percent of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on a whole other note;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/32cb4aff-7a19-462b-8834-f5afa84f457a.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i swear that happens to me every day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eternal love between us two, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shall withstand the time apart.&lt;/i&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/4503786469794896333-3124915670000761050?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3124915670000761050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3124915670000761050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3124915670000761050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3124915670000761050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-said-i-love-you-and-i-said-it-too.html' title='you said &apos;i love you&apos; and i said it too, the only difference is that i didn&apos;t lie;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3513402103294067698</id><published>2010-08-11T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:14:56.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make a wish and blow out the candles;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/blowoutthecandles.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the ninth of August; i blew out candles for being seventeen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the fact that i received 116 notifications on facebook in those twenty-four hours is overwhelming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to say thank you to all hundred and sixteen of you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you made my day special (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today i came back from school, i saw another six notifications; but one particular one caught my eye; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;David Choi posted something on your wall; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/Untitled-1-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cue to :O :O :O :O :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/tumblr_l6xf0iCHd81qawf6qo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shoot now say you're jealous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As If that &lt;b&gt;wasn't enough ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/tumblr_l6xsy7YJAe1qawf6qo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is another one on&lt;b&gt; twitter;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Choi who? David Choi the Youtube sensation :D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0009copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my Dear Friends, is Samuel, Aina, Vivian , Me Myself , Nadira and Kah Yan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all belong in the Editorial Board; So to my Juniors out there, BE in the Editorial board, it is worth it- its all fun. until the end of the year &lt;b&gt;ALL WORK&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_0031copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;peace out &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:O now that was lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like how this picture somehow shows that i like striking things;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like red pencils and purple highlighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need a getaway; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3513402103294067698?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3513402103294067698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3513402103294067698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3513402103294067698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3513402103294067698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/08/make-wish-and-blow-out-candles.html' title='make a wish and blow out the candles;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-7107777504300226517</id><published>2010-08-08T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T23:43:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the edge of seventeen;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how busy i am , i will still blog about this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i know these special people deserve a post in my blog;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0002copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Giant card is gonna be hanged somewhere in my room;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;once i find the time to do so :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0001copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to Leave the house looking like this, no i wasn't kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This QiPao My dad got from Beijing just 3 days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i didn't went out just like that , there was this 'twist'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scroll down to find out the twist :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the Seventh of August, i was surrounded by hot guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no really good looking ,hot ,hot boys. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0037copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit A; Aaron. Pheewit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0049copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit B; Dylan, Fuiyooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0087copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit C; Philip, Fulaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell Me, Tell me You're jealous that i got hot male friends :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent my Day with nine good looking boys and three sweet girls;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What, un-even ratio? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0064copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esther,Stephanie, Ivy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0066copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I look nice. Ivy and Stephanie Don't :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what's the twist you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0070copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;QiPao and&lt;b&gt; Converse.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Avoid me looking like a complete &lt;i&gt;old person&lt;/i&gt; i did that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It got me compliment from this random person while i'm in Pavilion Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said i look nice and cute :3.&lt;b&gt; awwww. ftw.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faster, faster my favorite part. Gifts :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0168copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pink iPhone Case and Ties Of Love pendant;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The heart signifies love and the wrap lends it a touch of warmth.&lt;br /&gt;he pendant reflects a special bond - strong yet delicate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0170copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its From Aarom, Wye Toong, Philip, Victor, Joshua, Alicia, Ivy, Ivan, Manoj and Stephanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You people ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0007copy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did mention that it is from Swarovski right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a 570 Calculator too :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and A London Call Girl Book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a whole other note from my daddy;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got the wallet &lt;i&gt;Sarah;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0003copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0005copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you only get to turn 17 once, and tomorrow is the day i do it;&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/4503786469794896333-7107777504300226517?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7107777504300226517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=7107777504300226517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7107777504300226517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7107777504300226517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-edge-of-seventeen.html' title='on the edge of seventeen;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-4226286026355824553</id><published>2010-08-02T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T01:27:43.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/263d7259.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even recall taking this picture why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the month of august already; oh how time flies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a funny thing; &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I received an email from topshop, another from juice works and a postcard from memory lane. Wishing me a happy birthday; wow. An alarm that is yelling at me telling 'YOU'RE GETTING OLD'  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's my birthday month; to remind Stephanie the 600th time . &lt;br /&gt;DON'T BUY ME ANYTHING THAT REPRODUCE. ;) yes that happened last week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curricular activity has finally ended, I am gonna be missing it. :) a full story about that in the next post but today or I like to call it tonight I want to clear some things out;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I blog about Qin Ern or anyone it doesn't mean I like him or them, its just because that person has took a part of my heart making me feel special in some ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the othe hand when I don't blog about certain people, They are the one tha should be looking out. No I'm not kidding ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it's 1:27 am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night you; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-4226286026355824553?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4226286026355824553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=4226286026355824553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4226286026355824553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/4226286026355824553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-even-recall-taking-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-484626196534348103</id><published>2010-07-22T23:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:11:52.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every time i put on that red colored shirt, magic happens i swear;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every Picture comes with a moment, a moment that we pray to not forget. a moment that we are going to cherish for a long long time. So i'm going to tell you what happen that moment when the shutter was released.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0083copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is my Vice president Wan Jiun;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wan Jiun : Omg Don't make me feel guilty laaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0085copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is Dylan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : Kah Ee I like your camera, let me play with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : ahaha, okay okay lets take a picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : omg, i look bad change place, i look better this side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end? the picture ended up that way too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0096copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Stephanie;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : WHY ARE YOU GETTING SO CLOSE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie : WHERE GOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : /push stephanies head/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan took the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : AHAHAH THIS IS SO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0098copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Alicia and Stephanie;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan Took the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : KAH EE I CAN SEE YOUR LONGKANG .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah go figure what was he talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0099copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Stephanie, Alicia and Dylan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : I feel so loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie : I WANNA HUG YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia : /KICKS STEPHANIE/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee Snapped the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Priceless. Cat Fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0102copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is Dylan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : I Shall now make Alicia Jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : Ahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah ee : /pulls tie/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan : omg, you pulled my tie out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0103copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is Nicholas, Dylan and Alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia : Why can't we be as loving as them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia : /put head on shoulder/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0108copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is still Nicholas, Dylan and Alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea what happened here, i was in my own little world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i definitely know that all of our face shows a very. you fill in the blank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0114copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is Nicholas or as i Like to call him Qin Ern;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : /removes glasses from kah ee's face/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : What are you doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : Nothing ;D /wears/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh , the stare of 'love' :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0137copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is Alicia and Eric;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were camwhoring but failing . so i said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : come let the pro show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;/snaps picture/ AHH we all look good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0143copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Alicia, Stephanie and Eric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : :D HEHEHEH LASAGNEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah thats all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0144copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Alicia and Dylan;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you see closely she is feeding him something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia : DYLAN WONG , EAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern: You remind me of my mum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0147copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gwen was playing with my camera;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : /poses/ smiles/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0165copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Qin Ern;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : okay i do not have a proper picture with you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : oh . really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : Yes, now smile :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : /does the face above/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0171copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Qin Ern, again;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : lets take a picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : /reach out to the closest thing/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : /pulls the book away/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0172copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once more, Qin Ern;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qin Ern : My Hair is horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : aww, let me fix it for you honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : /touches hair/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*extra* Qin Ern : /shows contented slash happy face/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0173copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep, Qin Ern;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : there is something on your nose love;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kah Ee : /pinches nose/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay fine there was nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just wanna hold it because its as cute as a button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_0175copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finarry;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;time just flies by so fast, today is my last photography meeting. I'm going to be missing it a lot. so much. no more buying cornflakes and eating it during the club hours. no more showing up late. No more everything that we photographers do best, camwhore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear you; - You just gave me ultimatum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-484626196534348103?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/484626196534348103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=484626196534348103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/484626196534348103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/484626196534348103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-time-i-put-on-that-red-colored.html' title='every time i put on that red colored shirt, magic happens i swear;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3639700361606029264</id><published>2010-07-20T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:43:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick yourself up, dust yourself off and back on the saddle;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Valuable lesson.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;The last time i attended&lt;b&gt; civic &lt;/b&gt;class i was thought this &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;valuable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; lesson . we were divided into two groups. Group A and Group B.  we were given a task and Group A won, being in group B my group lost . Group A was given the authority to punish us and they did. Round 2 started this time group B won- we were asked "do you all wanna take revenge on group A? punish them back?" everyone shouted "YEAH! WHY NOT" . can you see it yet? if you don't let me explain. We were punished because we lost, but then we win- we were given a choice . A Choice to let them go just like that forgive and forget or just go on and punish them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you must know, the punishment was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;duck-walk &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; frog-jump&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;give it time, i'll choose where i wanna go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Missing Class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes im saying "the last time" because i have been out of the class since Two Thursdays ago. and the worst part was when i got back to class, there was no homework? I don't know which is worst the fact that the teacher didn't bother about my class or the fact that i slacked 2 weeks. I can tell you i definitely like accounts more than doing those paper works, you ought to start crying anytime .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Truth to be told, i don't mind skipping class. I don't miss much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3) National Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait huh? its that time of year again? where all the seventeen year olds keep checking on khidmatnegara.gov.my  and texting to 15888. really, i wasn't really panicking if it was meant to be it will be, Surprisingly being optimistic is good. :D &lt;b&gt;I got in&lt;/b&gt;.  wot, i was looking forward to being in the national service actually. Why? I get to hold &lt;b&gt;M16&lt;/b&gt; you don't :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YESSSS, after talking about the bloody M16 for almost 5 years, i can hold it. &lt;b&gt;Finnarry&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Pens.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder do you still read my blog?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did you receive it? that new G-1 and ink refill. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, you're welcome ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) The Last Lecture.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.turtle-loves-idiot.blogspot.com/"&gt;GAN JOE YEE! :) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Wow, i never knew you read my blog wei! not proud at all. just surprised :O Am hundred and one percent sure that we have a whole list of things we wanna tell each-other. Okay okay, sorry ! I don't leave messages on blogs a lot. tend to blog hop. like &lt;i&gt;biong-biong-biong&lt;/i&gt; jump :D.  Okay so i didn't see the post until today while i'm having my lunch today and i receive a text that i've been &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;konnonya &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;featured on your blog with Qin Ern. whoaah, i'm so baffled . Okay , now i feel bad :( you dedicated whole post to me and qin ern but i can only dedicate this small column for you. i hope you don't mind eh? :( . and &lt;b&gt;I realize i don't have a picture with you that i can post up. Lets take one on thursday&lt;/b&gt; :D  photography club meeting. i'll be bringing my camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh . I also Linked you! Link me back aight?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Oh Lets stop being so formal with GAN Joe Yee or LIM Kah Ee. formality is so . formal and boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i don't really like to be discreet or cagey,  and i realize my background is in a funny color :( no hidden message for you to read. sorreh. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loads of Love, x and o's Kah Ee. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3639700361606029264?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3639700361606029264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3639700361606029264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3639700361606029264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3639700361606029264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/pick-yourself-up-dust-yourself-off-and.html' title='Pick yourself up, dust yourself off and back on the saddle;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1783441020219988655</id><published>2010-07-18T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:14:03.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party animals;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/2222.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1; Eric, Stephanie and I - showed up at 6 p.m. to Aivinashs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2; Aivinash the birthday boy and Jack, let me tell you they went wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3; ahh, cannot deny we both look good here. ;P ;P ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4; Sang, Stephanie and I. we forced her to come really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5; Stephanie ,Wye Toong and I. Wye Toong :D my sweet brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6; there was a car, he was standing. boom :D looking good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7; Stephanie and I, being bored and lifeless -.- what to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8; Jack Lai. :O the grape juice he was holding poped and it poured on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9; Wye Toong and I. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10; before things got wild. really. WILD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11; mirrors , i don't like them but its just so tempting no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12; can you see it the atmosphere its like. underage clubbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13; :P see. proof that we were dancing like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14; the hungry faces of girls. scary really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15; yes. i was dancing too *looks down in shame*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16; they got drunk , i must say :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17; WAHAHAH DISCO BALL and SMOKE MACHINES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18; :O i got drunk. tooooo. NO ALCOHOL was involved. thats the fun part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you Aivinash, i had a blast.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;news flash honey, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wasn't even taken a back by what you state and wrote; what i was talking to him about on facebook are somewhat facts. pure facts, and the fact that both of you are over has nothing to do with me, calling me a bitch is fine. but saying that i am the cause of everything that happen the past two 1/2 months?&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; you have crossed the line.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1783441020219988655?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1783441020219988655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1783441020219988655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1783441020219988655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1783441020219988655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/party-animals.html' title='party animals;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-108898473319689630</id><published>2010-07-15T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T01:11:21.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hit me like a lorry of bricks; i like the fact that you were everything i wanted;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 505px; height: 282px;" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x214/x-fatal-kisses-x/Untitled-1-7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(right click; view image to enlarge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 likes in three hours-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i am posting this on blogger, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/euniceyii"&gt;Eunice Gan&lt;/a&gt; just liked the post :)&lt;br /&gt;so that means eighteen likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny right how things work? when i was 'in-an-open-relationship' there was only two likes in three days, whoah and right now with Joshua. 18 in less than 6 hours. I cannot help but hear those tiny little comments from a friend saying "FINNARY". Seriously, what was that all about , thought i must support Muna the most ;P 3 seconds after the thing was posted up "Muna Liked" fuish. its as if she is staring at the screen on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 244, 229);"&gt;but i was hurt by one fact that my childhood friend went errr... . . o.o  don't judge me but it hurts in a way. a not so good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lets talk about something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i've been so stressed out about some photography things these days, sorry for me being absent form the blog-sphere. its 1;06 am right now, my focus is zooming out. i think i should sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be blogging. soon.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i less than three you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-108898473319689630?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/108898473319689630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=108898473319689630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/108898473319689630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/108898473319689630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-hit-me-like-lorry-of-bricks-i-like.html' title='it hit me like a lorry of bricks; i like the fact that you were everything i wanted;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-574162531316465617</id><published>2010-07-10T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:21:26.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/359cdb91.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7 pm the sky was seriously that dark and gloomy today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll give a full post tomorrow it's 1:30am now. Heading to sleep .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-574162531316465617?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/574162531316465617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=574162531316465617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/574162531316465617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/574162531316465617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/around-7-pm-sky-was-seriously-that-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-7477909159074261465</id><published>2010-07-06T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:34:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bila kau menghilang musnahlah musnah impian untuk menggapai bintang terangi hidupku;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/cliod.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this actually proves how.. Boring we soon-to-be IT takers are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all gray. and . dull. and &lt;s&gt;doomed.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i cannot deny that it was fun that day :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;how did you spend your day today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't go to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because i wanted to stay home and finish off those things i want to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apparently i started crying doing it. FTW! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to school tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;edit*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did i mention i am on my tuition centers billboard with stephanie,joshua,aaron,wye toong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/xxx.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/xxxx2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM HUNCHING OMG. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By doing this i am promoting my tuition center too;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its really good :D. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for.the.win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so if you need me to advertise something you can reach me at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;limkahee(at)hotmail(dot)com WAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ku mahu kau tahu engkaulah destinasi ku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-7477909159074261465?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7477909159074261465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=7477909159074261465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7477909159074261465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7477909159074261465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/bila-kau-menghilang-musnahlah-musnah.html' title='Bila kau menghilang musnahlah musnah impian untuk menggapai bintang terangi hidupku;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8051467518843352868</id><published>2010-07-05T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:32:00.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>behind these hazel eyes;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/58ed6bf2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the computer is right next to me I still want to blog with my phone. Because I am that tired lying on the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing how I could open to my english tuition teacher; she say I like boys who are geeky and specky  ;O I would say that is not all, I would say talkative , annoying , very much all of them starts with the same initial . Go figure which . Wahaha . Not that hard really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things I need to do; but I just couldn't bring myself to finish all those things why? I finally can say I feel so lethargic ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I was reading this book 'the last lecture' you can actually tell that I am a very boring person by the books I read 'five people you meet at heaven , for one more day, Tuesdays with morrie, have a little faith, immortal words, now the last lecture' until I find a boy who read those books for joy and not for a college report ;P ehh he'll be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear I'm rambling again. Off to brush my teeth and sleep; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8051467518843352868?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8051467518843352868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8051467518843352868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8051467518843352868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8051467518843352868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/even-when-computer-is-right-next-to-me.html' title='behind these hazel eyes;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-147057594191496498</id><published>2010-07-05T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:57:08.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know I can do it better than you I can do it even better in broken heels;</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're gonna catch me if i fall right?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;won't fall out of love, I won't fall out of,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; I will fall into you.&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/4503786469794896333-147057594191496498?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/147057594191496498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=147057594191496498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/147057594191496498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/147057594191496498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-i-can-do-it-better-than-you-i.html' title='You know I can do it better than you I can do it even better in broken heels;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1363246605135319908</id><published>2010-07-04T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T03:51:16.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's four a.m , I'm waking up to your perfume</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/path.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its not about who will be walking that path with me, because i know three little birds that would. but right now its about who will be waiting at the end of the path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they say, at one point in life, you'll either get what you want or get an explanation why you're not getting what you want&lt;b&gt;. so where is my explanation&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait for me at the end of the path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your scent it still lingers on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1363246605135319908?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1363246605135319908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1363246605135319908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1363246605135319908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1363246605135319908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-three-am-im-waking-up-to-your.html' title='It&apos;s four a.m , I&apos;m waking up to your perfume'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1597157994484591412</id><published>2010-07-02T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:28:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You took so much already;</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/ccd0f1cf.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was open day ;)  &lt;br /&gt;Apparently my teacher say that I have fans ;D and they disturb my class during studying hours -.- ahh. That is good right? Haha okay the pictures above was put together with the iPhone effect application. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw so many familiar faces ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefects are hypocrites . &lt;br /&gt;Madam this , Sir this , whoah infront of us students so rough -.- . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah . I'm sitting at the couch waiting for my dad. Oh how I love wifi and a smart phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1597157994484591412?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1597157994484591412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1597157994484591412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1597157994484591412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1597157994484591412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-took-so-much-already.html' title='You took so much already;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-7400428291108676041</id><published>2010-07-01T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:17:53.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you held my hand and then you slipped away ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/kcke.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kah Ee&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Kah Chun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't it sound so cute? WAHAHA;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the &lt;b&gt;5th shot&lt;/b&gt;, he was laughing every single shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do not Only have the &lt;b&gt;"Kah's"&lt;/b&gt; in common but we love to annoy too;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/dylkaheeqinern.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am 5'5 , go figure their height. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Me tell you a story; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The story of how a boy left a&lt;b&gt; girl for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the girl had to turn to his&lt;b&gt; best friend ;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that boy was &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;best friend's ex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;complicated , &lt;i&gt;no? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;nah,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a classic example of what is happening in the society now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; just &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-July 1st 2010, i welcomed it with a blast-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;-blast from the past-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What would you wish for if you have a wish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#e6f4e4;"&gt;right now, i would wish for time to turn back to about 18 months ago. making everything simple where we were still friends and good friends nothing more, back when i thought that you and i would never happen, back at the days where you didn't even give me any hopes. and i would like to relive february and march 2010 again, where you hurt me so much that i believe that liking you was a waste of time and i stopped loving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#E6F4E4;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;And anyone who knew us both can see ,We always were the better part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#e6f4e4;"&gt;those four months was my happiest month i didn't think about much. i didn't even shed a tear. but today. today July 1st 2010, i broke down and cry .  i meant it when i say my heart was going to be in a thousand fragment when you leave. your heart might not be broken for me but remember one thing. I Do. I really Do. no. i DID. its past tense now honey. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#E6F4E4;"&gt;i can strongly say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#E6F4E4;"&gt;i loved you. ed. loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#E6F4E4;"&gt;and i am not about to take the same path once again.&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/4503786469794896333-7400428291108676041?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7400428291108676041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=7400428291108676041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7400428291108676041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/7400428291108676041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-held-my-hand-and-then-you-slipped.html' title='you held my hand and then you slipped away ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5085954751912322531</id><published>2010-06-30T01:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:31:11.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I admit I made mistakes ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/82c686c5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh , the Kah Ee - Joshua picture &gt;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The grainy effect was done using my iPhone . How noob of me eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What am I doing now? Blogging under the blanket because i cannot sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, parents teachers conference is on Friday. The day every student dread the most unless you're the best student . That's no doubt your parents will be proud. I am not proud for this term missed 3 papers 2 for being suspected the swine flu. 1 for waking up when the paper starts . Wow. I saw my results I didn't even get the last in class -.- surprise surprise no? I am no Eienstein but I can live through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's going to be two a.m soon. But I just can't fall asleep. So many things in my head. Escaped one thanks to someone. Now there are a few more . Dayum . Today I learn, you must suck it up and just face the truth and do it. ;D it brings good results. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I better end it here before I fall asleep holding the phone :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear you, I miss you•&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5085954751912322531?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5085954751912322531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5085954751912322531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5085954751912322531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5085954751912322531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-is-not-victory-march.html' title='I admit I made mistakes ;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-5374372614592295997</id><published>2010-06-27T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T02:48:24.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do i attract you,do i repulse you with my queasy smile? am i too flirty do i like what you like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/4-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-kah ee, emily, mei ling, alicia-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1934copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I call this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily&lt;/b&gt; : uhhh. is it on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mei Ling&lt;/b&gt; : SMILE WEI;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alicia &lt;/b&gt;: HEHEHHE -AM I IN IT AM I IN IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kah Ee &lt;/b&gt;: shut up and do the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are the reason why the class &lt;b&gt;isn't&lt;/b&gt; peaceful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah you guess correctly, i'm back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; getting all brain-occupied by work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it feels good.&lt;/b&gt; rather than rotting at home really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you all something;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First there is &lt;b&gt;Emily&lt;/b&gt;, she is the girl who well.. she can take out pink contacts and wear in in class. yeah you read me right.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;pink.&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;b&gt; in class&lt;/b&gt;. wait. was it pink or brown. :O it looked pink in her class. In the nutshell she.is.vain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there is &lt;b&gt;Mei Ling&lt;/b&gt;. She sits next to Emily, but the scary thing is that well. she screams and pulls her ear every 2-3 hours. -.-' yes it is this "love and hate" relationship they share. She is the mean one D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then comes in &lt;b&gt;Alicia&lt;/b&gt;; you know her well enough. so introductions are not needed really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least &lt;b&gt;Kah Ee.&lt;/b&gt; she wears specs,&lt;b&gt;cute,wonderful,friendly&lt;/b&gt;. :P but not a mount everest. Joshua Confirms all those facts :O he says i am. so I am not self-proclaiming things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;together. we bring &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;peace &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;in the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FTW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart leaps up when i behold a rainbow in the sky;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i wasn't kidding when i say i'm gonna find another you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my name is kah ee, and I &lt;s&gt;have a commitment problem.&lt;/s&gt; am a shopaholic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-5374372614592295997?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/5374372614592295997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=5374372614592295997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5374372614592295997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/5374372614592295997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-i-attract-youdo-i-repulse-you-with.html' title='Do i attract you,do i repulse you with my queasy smile? am i too flirty do i like what you like?'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6313564900362129468</id><published>2010-06-24T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:02:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis the II;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1713copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mother say retail therapy is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i rest my case. all woman should say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyday, when i turn on the computer the first thing i see is your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as much as i wanna cry looking at it , each time - every single time i burst into laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize that i shouldn't be regretting anything- but cherish those moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my Junior during girl guide asked me why i couldn't be the commander for the marching team, i told her i was old- i was in my last year of school. Her reply? &lt;b&gt;"omygosh- i thought you were form two or form three!"&lt;/b&gt; which makes me 14 or 15. that is 3 years from my age. my first reaction was &lt;b&gt;"oh dear- do i look that young?"&lt;/b&gt; apparently I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*proud* and i look the oldest among my friends. &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheerio; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6313564900362129468?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6313564900362129468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6313564900362129468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6313564900362129468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6313564900362129468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/louis-ii.html' title='Louis the II;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6688119101598807754</id><published>2010-06-22T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T19:21:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant wait to see you again; it felt like i knew you from another life;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/401cf1f4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone; this is my old friend, Joshua Loh - also known as Wen-Jun or as we chinese say, Handsome. He is taken . :D virtually and mentally by me. yes mentally. in my head he is mine. -.-' and virtually? well. err. Online Declaration he's mine. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;there you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. -okay, okay the reason i am talking about him is because today is the 22nd of June. the boys 17th Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Joshua, Have a 'cracking' day :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/Picture36-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, its really hard to get male a present. :O and i am this poor little 16-not-even-close-to-17 unemployed girl who can't buy xBoxes. So i have to settle down with a tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6688119101598807754?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6688119101598807754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6688119101598807754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6688119101598807754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6688119101598807754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-wait-to-see-you-again-it-felt.html' title='i cant wait to see you again; it felt like i knew you from another life;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6378753157307994968</id><published>2010-06-20T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:44:54.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things;</title><content type='html'>My last post did not make any sense to anyone really; here's another, . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/IMG_1607copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at times, it makes you wonder- what if prince charming were to appear out of nowhere and swept you off your feet? on a 30% discount price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or what if - you were to live your childhood fantasies once again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but right now, the only what if in my head is just-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what if i were to take that road back then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6378753157307994968?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6378753157307994968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6378753157307994968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6378753157307994968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6378753157307994968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-things.html' title='the little things;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6634659914676430851</id><published>2010-06-19T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T12:41:47.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crux ansata;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/symboloflife.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;"picture taken with my Canon powershot g11"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they say, an ankh is the key of life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We say "i wont make it" a million times, and we made it every time;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School Is starting on Monday, finally- i never thought i would say this but seriously, i miss it so much. I hate to sleep at the blue hour every day, waking up at dusk, its back to sleeping at midnight and waking up at dawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, i'll re-edit this post tomorrow;&lt;b&gt; i want to sleep &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dear stranger, you made me realize a lot in two days. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-re-write-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) good morning people, 9;35 a.m. and i am already up since 8;20 a.m. why? Because my father say "you wont wake up early tomorrow" i just find the need to prove him wrong, because i am 'determined' like that. I've been having weird dreams this three days; and guess what? like all cliche moments, it involves a boy, a not&lt;i&gt; so young&lt;/i&gt; boy. :O AHAHA . Alicia,Eric,Stephanie knows Who. :D :D . (Names are now going to be written in alphabetical order) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okeh. :D. bai;wttf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-6634659914676430851?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6634659914676430851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6634659914676430851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6634659914676430851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6634659914676430851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/crux-ansata.html' title='crux ansata;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1255676056193399135</id><published>2010-06-17T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T02:41:59.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing old is mandatory ; growing up is optional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whoah, blogging seems like something i haven't done in quite awhile. yes, 4 days is awhile.  As you all know i am on two weeks holiday, and i went for taylors College Life in One Day, or short CLIOD. why? because if i didn't i would be sleeping till 4 p.m. everyday. so, why not gain some 'knowledge' eh? I went for both IT Computing and Business. guess what? i slept at 4;30 a.m. both nights :D hurray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9 2010; IT Computing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1306copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/P1020042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my "i-only-got-two-hours-of-sleep-face"so stop staring .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/9ece378a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lecturer Theater was empty; hmmm .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1296copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i had both courses at the new lakeside campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1299copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of their Mac Labs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1284copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given a task :D since we have got nothing better to do, why not eh?&lt;br /&gt;we won. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1307copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alice Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16 2010; Young Entrepreneur's Day. Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1555copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of people . compare it to last week? the ratio of was 1 : 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1572copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also Young Entrepreneur's day at Taylors. Let Say I saw Philip's brother there screaming and promoting like a true business man :X on the bright side he doesn't read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1564copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhones,LV's, Juicy Coutures, Long Champs, Burberry around the campus are like well. :D lets not get there shall we? its so common its not even funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1569copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who we saw? :D taking the science course. Yan Xin and Sharon. MORE FAMILIAR FACES :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, i got nothing to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, spending time there- it makes me feel so young. no serious . you're not the oldest at your school anymore. it makes you feel so youthful :P alive. yeah give it 5 days. i'm gonna be sleep deprived once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2;41 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i should sleep. soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1255676056193399135?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1255676056193399135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1255676056193399135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1255676056193399135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1255676056193399135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/growing-old-is-mandatory-growing-up-is.html' title='Growing old is mandatory ; growing up is optional.'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1382692644629194942</id><published>2010-06-13T04:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T04:32:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;great, four a.m.  I just can't sleep "shows sad face" what do i Do? go camwhore with the webcam , what can i do more? eat? sleep? yeah. later. :P Breakfast and Bedtime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/themanyfaces.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;1 ; Taken 2 weeks ago See the difference? yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;new glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;2 ; My freshly french manicure , to cover the ugly yellow nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;3 ; I am cool like that, see the frames? :P B.U.M equipment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;4 ; this is my not ready-for-camera face. all blur and '&lt;s&gt;cute&lt;/s&gt;' :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;5 ; my Name is Kah Ee. well you all know that right? RIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;6 ; I have cool shirts, you don't . From universal studios. SG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;7 ; cool shirt with Hue's. My Face shouts :3 :3 :3 right right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;8 ; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; face that you feel like punching the hell outta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;extra note ; Don't this glasses looks like Joshua's? my god. :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;see nao we have &lt;s&gt;couple&lt;/s&gt; Similar glasses. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FYL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Joshua&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; FYL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking about Joshua. two nights ago,  i was waiting for Joshua to touch down, AHAHA. It was at&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 5.30 a.m&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. you can see, that my future boyfriend is going to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the hell outta me, but right now i'll stick to flying Solo; for those out there who heard stuff that say "&lt;b&gt;i stole some-one's-girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;'' sorry to crush all your hopes i don't do things like that. I might be a&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; bitch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but i still have a dignity to keep. and just to clear somethings up, i have been single since the year 1993; never once a boyfriend unlike what you people are hearing. I like to play along when someone calls me Dahling, or Honey, -let say i never turn down a dare; You might see me close to boys, but honestly i click with boys more- they do not gossip on you like how girls do = =' Like recently on how there are rumors going around that Alicia and I, we like to steal boyfriends and we like younger boys. If you must know people, we are the oldest around the school -.-' looking at younger boys who are good looking doesn't mean LIKING them aight? And boys? don't flatter yourself , you guys are not that good looking anyways :P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just LOVE rumors, they tell you something that you don't know about yourself.&lt;/b&gt; the irony of life. :O someone else knows you better than yourself. I realize i like to post long long long in the middle of the night. but right now these new glasses are killing me. It is making my depth perception gone downhill , i need to hold the banister for the stairs because i missed a step the first time :O too bad for those who want me to fall. I DIDN'T WAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as for my Tittle of the post?, it says a lot really. &lt;b&gt;too Much&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shoot, im falling i love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Work. i swear at this rate i'll never get a boyfriend, .-.-' my mother is complaining that my typing could be heart next door. FML. sleep. bai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;O USA and England Drawed. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;England-England-England. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1382692644629194942?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1382692644629194942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1382692644629194942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1382692644629194942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1382692644629194942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-man-fish-and-you-feed-him-for-day.html' title='Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8160445543495323048</id><published>2010-06-10T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T01:53:50.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the sage of concord.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was quite fed up with my header, so here's a new temporary one because today i am just so tired, i slept for only 2 1/2 hours and went for an eight hour Programme and right now its 2 a.m. hmm, should be sleeping soon;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1139copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack, Daniel, Kah Ee, Bryan, Chun Seng, Dexter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is this thing, i can connect with boys more. and can you believe it- they are all fourteen.  aww, last year i was taller than all of them, and now they are so tall *tears of joy* They grow up so fast *ftw* . this was on Tuesday, I was at Pavilion, and i 'bumped' into them .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/IMG_1233copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm Holding &lt;i&gt;Apricot&lt;/i&gt;, and Alicia's holding &lt;i&gt;Ebony. &lt;/i&gt;Yes your eyes fool you &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;, my teddy bear is smaller than Alicia's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lets Pretend its the year two-thousand and nine again . Lets pick up from where we left up . We'll make it last all day .  its been one year and three months .  they always say no one can forget their first love, cute isn't it? nah. i beg to differ. some say if love blooms once more it will always be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;fairer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;fresher&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;more gracious&lt;/span&gt; because it is a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, this is after all the beginning of the end. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-8160445543495323048?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8160445543495323048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8160445543495323048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8160445543495323048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8160445543495323048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/foolish-consistency-is-hobgoblin-of.html' title='a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-3686287431452837351</id><published>2010-06-07T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:34:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/042ee52f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's 3:30 am ;D and I just learnt Greek . Woots  . Okay sleep now needed ftw. Ps the thing say you're my honey and ts finally June . ;X simple words .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kah Ee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-3686287431452837351?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/3686287431452837351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=3686287431452837351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3686287431452837351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/3686287431452837351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-its-330-am-d-and-i-just-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-6840765919918844498</id><published>2010-06-06T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:47:09.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let the bastards grind you down;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its that time of the year again, Teachers Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where teachers well, they act all weird and childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and students, we entertain teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0272copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hawt&lt;/i&gt; no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aivinash, Faiz, Megat, Mun Hou, Bryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 604px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0348copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mun Hou, &lt;i&gt;Confirm Show Stealer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 601px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0394copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanesh and Wan Juin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*cue to song* Dancing Queen, Feel the - - lets blog first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 266px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0564copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;us photographers worked our ass off and in 1070 pictures only 10 is ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were permitted to wear our Red Shirt. According to Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"if we sit one side and talk he can spot us easily"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We seriously need Walkie Talkies. Those In ear-secret- service kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sir Shall be Papa Bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then I shall Be Baby Bear Alpha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie shall be Baby Bear Beta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;==' What. We are&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 'cool' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 266px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0573copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No zoom burst, someone pulled me from behind :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0587copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En Rahim, Ftw. ==' really. FTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 599px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0600copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omfg, Chin Came back, without warning i force hugged this boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 602px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0610copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Puan Ruslina came Back too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 602px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0695copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the puff; my good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 603px;" src="http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu357/Tasting-KL/DSC_0703copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daniel all grown up, faster *awwww*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; look good next to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today Marks the 31st day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh that sounds so&lt;i&gt; 'LoveSickFoolKindaThing'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wahaha, :D i'm so unstable its not even funny anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4503786469794896333-6840765919918844498?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/6840765919918844498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=6840765919918844498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6840765919918844498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/6840765919918844498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-let-bastards-grind-you-down.html' title='Don&apos;t let the bastards grind you down;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-8683107392579426634</id><published>2010-06-05T18:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:44:00.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Du Sublime au ridicule il n'y a qu'un pas;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;there is only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/P1010825copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we took risks, we knew we took them;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I dropped a tear in the ocean, the day you find it is the day I will stop missing you and stop loving you; When i was going through my files, i found a file . specially named after you. When i clicked on the file, there was pictures of us laughing. even when i look horrible in those pictures, i want to relive those moments. don't you just&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;love &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;mixture of feelings, what i felt back then wasn't real. he was going through a broken heart i was going through an infatuation state; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone once told me my smile never leave the face. i realize that too , frowning is like the end of the world for me. so :) smile&lt;i&gt; 'la' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;oh dear, i am mixing up two person in one passage hmm. this is stupid :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now. its all gonna be focused on Jay, JayJay Loh that is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least he lets me hug him without &lt;i&gt;whining. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/db69fd6a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is now my wallpaper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what you did the past 2 days was immature .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what i did the past 2 days was just plain stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what he did the past 2 days is provoking me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4503786469794896333-8683107392579426634?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8683107392579426634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=8683107392579426634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8683107392579426634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/8683107392579426634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/du-sublime-au-ridicule-il-n.html' title='Du Sublime au ridicule il n&apos;y a qu&apos;un pas;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4503786469794896333.post-1711314216348111459</id><published>2010-06-04T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T00:37:44.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats just the way i roll;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/QinErn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i heart you; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nah , &lt;b&gt;not you&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Qin Ern&lt;/i&gt;. Though i &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; heart you most of the time and I am so selfish i do not want to post this picture on Facebook. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;♥  -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;Its that expression that i heart more, the really sad longing expression that says I love You- But its one of those &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;one sided&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i love yous aight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now, all i feel inside is pure evilness because you have provoked me. very very high &lt;i&gt;provocation&lt;/i&gt; . wait is that a word? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, here i am again- promising i'll add more to the post after i shower, hmm where was i? ahh- where i am in deep deep denial.&lt;i&gt; even though it wasn't real for you, it was very real for me. oh shoot- one sided talking again. oh well. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, here's a reply to it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i393.photobucket.com/albums/pp19/MyDirty-LittleSecrets/KahEe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ;P For The Win, as if someone is loving me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4503786469794896333-1711314216348111459?l=ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1711314216348111459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4503786469794896333&amp;postID=1711314216348111459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1711314216348111459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4503786469794896333/posts/default/1711314216348111459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourdirty-littlesecret.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-just-way-i-roll.html' title='thats just the way i roll;'/><author><name>Kah Ee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07061685205185617205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PVe51SJbt8Y/TpIQVljhvEI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4ShMfKhwh7A/s220/foreveryours.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
