<?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-5672026873514674462</id><updated>2012-01-31T02:02:48.263+08:00</updated><category term='ϟ Bestie For Lifes ϟ'/><category term='Maybe One Day'/><category term='Red will still be th best .'/><category term='calls ?'/><category term='ϟ Missing You ϟ'/><category term='Sarcasm'/><category term='LNC ?'/><category term='Dunt Go'/><category term='dearest'/><category term='I want it to happen ?'/><category term='If Only You Could Be Mine ;'/><category term='fxucktards.'/><category term='ohh love .'/><category term='Empty'/><category term='ϟ FxukLifes; ϟ'/><category term='Sick .'/><category term='i want you back putra aly qanafiyah'/><category term='Should i hate my exx ?'/><category term='see you sooner'/><category term='Missing You ;('/><category term='misses .'/><category term='ϟ I Love You Truly Till I Drop ϟ'/><category term='Dream on'/><category term='ϟ Craving Fr Th Old You ϟ'/><category term='drop th topic and die'/><category term='stuck-up bitch ?'/><category term='forever'/><category term='ϟ Aren&apos;t Worth My Time Snatchers ; ϟ'/><category term='Just get rid of it bitch'/><category term='Soccer baby'/><category term='ilovehymm'/><category term='ϟ Its Hard To Find ϟ'/><category term='Blue is th champ'/><category term='ϟ Bored ϟ'/><category term='3.o8am'/><category term='ϟ Sickness ϟ'/><category term='call me tonyte ?'/><category term='Gags'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='ϟ Geywreksx ϟ'/><category term='It lasted right ?'/><category term='ToFxukYouuBxtches ;'/><category term='I want her back laa buhhdow'/><category term='laugh'/><category term='Night Safari ♥'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='who should be my first life soul .'/><category term='ϟ Idc anymore about youu  ϟ'/><category term='imissyouuu'/><category term='ϟ Sickness Of Love ϟ'/><category term='GDY'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='ϟ Patient Is Needed Ayy Bestiey ϟ'/><category term='ϟ Im So Not Gonna Call It Off ϟ'/><category term='Dying Inside Without Putraaa .'/><category term='Love'/><category term='cramp {x'/><category term='Save Your Love ϟ'/><category term='ϟ My Fade Is Fading Away Soon Baby. Hurry'/><category term='Ohh exx .'/><category term='Brani Lai Aye .'/><category term='funnn times'/><category term='I Need Those Smile Back'/><category term='ϟ Bieyy 09`05`09 ϟ'/><category term='ϟ Memories Fade Away ϟ'/><title type='text'>(¯ ` Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ғєєsριиsτєя Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ´ ¯)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>334</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7573500400310217397</id><published>2012-01-31T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T01:35:26.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59wedx3SjyM/TybSbYP_S3I/AAAAAAAABZQ/9L9BrzsoiAg/s1600/page-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59wedx3SjyM/TybSbYP_S3I/AAAAAAAABZQ/9L9BrzsoiAg/s400/page-tile.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59wedx3SjyM/TybSbYP_S3I/AAAAAAAABZQ/9L9BrzsoiAg/s1600/page-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Finally I’mseeing you moving on, without hesitations. It’s officially over between us now.I’ve been wanting for a long distance relationship with you but that’s just awish… that can never come true. I’m sorry for being shitty towards you, but asfar as I’m concerned, you’re no longer going to tolerate me and I won’t have tostress you out. Things always happened for a reason, it’s either me or you whoare going to leave/change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Take careof yourself; never once repeat the same mistake that you’ve done. For all thememories that we’ve been through with, I hope you’ll cherish it. Thanks forsacrificing every single bit just to see me smile. You’ve brought a lot ofhappiness into my life, never will I forget you firdaus. We’ve been through toomuch of things for the past 4 months. But sincerely, I’ve never regretcontacting you, being with you and mostly loving you. What’s done can never beundone, but I’m glad that you still accept me for who I am, always.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Just so youknow I’ve never cheated you behind your back. But it’s a lie if I say that I’venever hurt you physically or emotionally. Even if my ego is big, I still haveto apologize. Therefore I’m really sorry for what I’ve done towards you. For beingunreasonable at times, harsh and worthless. I’ve tried pushing away my ego, butI failed. I’ve always been a failure in every of my relationship, because I amnot clingy and I am faithless. I’m really sorry. Sometimes I wished you’venever known me from the start, to know that I’m egoistic, selfish and neverbeen a good girlfriend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Before I end,I would like to let you know that I truly miss the old sweet us. The chasingpavements, late night talks, clarifying our doubts, sharing every single thingthat we have done in the past, love letters, silly videos of ourselves andmostly the moments that we had together. Well, every relationship has its own storybehind every smile and every tear. And I’m always hoping for the best to yournew love story with someone that you’ll be with in days, months, years to come?We can’t predict our future, so just live it and never please someone for yourown happiness. Take me as a stepping stone, learn by mistakes and move on to theright directions. Goodbye my past, I love you and I miss you as much as you dobefore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Xx, yourlittle tiger &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5672026873514674462-7573500400310217397?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7573500400310217397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally-imseeing-you-moving-on-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7573500400310217397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7573500400310217397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2012/01/finally-imseeing-you-moving-on-without.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59wedx3SjyM/TybSbYP_S3I/AAAAAAAABZQ/9L9BrzsoiAg/s72-c/page-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-678982598752953317</id><published>2012-01-09T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:03:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RN9L7WaOByQ/TwrzQw6SPCI/AAAAAAAABX0/oJI0Crwa2wQ/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RN9L7WaOByQ/TwrzQw6SPCI/AAAAAAAABX0/oJI0Crwa2wQ/s400/cats.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Greetingsto my fellow readers, oh I doubt there are still readers in this blog though! Ha-ha.Well school has started and I’m quite busy coping with everything. Besides, bothschool and soccer training was hell for me. It’s just the first term of schooland it has been really hectic. A BIG SIGH for that. But hmm, I think I canreally cope with that. No worries though, I’m aiming for a 75% attendance.Shall work hard on it! What should I talk about today? I really have no idea aswell, but it’s okay. Let’s just have an in my own words post. I guess some ofthe people want me to talk about my current boyfriend, after nearly two monthsbeing together (LOL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUJvrkTo-V0/TwrsISuqeDI/AAAAAAAABXs/EZODnNAkOeE/s1600/IMG_3185-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XUJvrkTo-V0/TwrsISuqeDI/AAAAAAAABXs/EZODnNAkOeE/s400/IMG_3185-horz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Actually I’veknown Firdaus since I was a primary school kid, can you believe that? Oh, I thinkit’s cute to have someone that you’ve known since pre-school as your boyfriend.But this is not about knowing him for the longest time. But what matters mostis his love towards me. Okay I won’t be dragging about how we start to haveeach other’s number and start contacting again. Just a simple intro about us willdo. So hmm, where should I start off with? Well obviously you guys know thatour official date is on the 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; November 2011 right? It’s clearlystated and mhmm, I think there’s nothing that I have to clarify with you peopleabout the dates and so.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;He’s such adear towards me, he’s not those type of guys that loves to demand. Uh-huh, he’smy men. Even though we used to quarrel a lot in 2011, we still managed to pullit through. Alhamdulillah! I have nothing more to say about him, but one thingthat you people should know, he’s somehow like a girl for me. He-he-he! I havesome reasons for saying that. First, he’s much more soft-hearted than me. Andhe’s always the one who will tend to give in on everything. I’m just lucky andblessed to have him, thank you Allah! Losing him is the biggest fear now, butif we’re not fated to last, that’s another story and I’m sure the next girl isthe luckiest person on earth, just like me! So happy and lucky that he’s stillstanding strong for our relationship. I don’t want to lose him for the secondtime, Amin. May God and both our parents bless us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRRN0Rrd4kc/Twrr9PxQQAI/AAAAAAAABXk/gbVvz2SDTIE/s1600/279576_2268501309929_1170452822_2746797_3054868_o-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QRRN0Rrd4kc/Twrr9PxQQAI/AAAAAAAABXk/gbVvz2SDTIE/s400/279576_2268501309929_1170452822_2746797_3054868_o-horz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So the verylast thing that I’m going to talk about is my BFF. Uh-huh, she’s still RafikaAfrilia. Who else right? I’m glad that this friendship has always been thefirst one in my heart. Yes, I can’t deny that I prioritize my BFF more than myBoyfriend but least than my family. I wish I could live with her and have herwitness my happiness, laughter, sadness and tears all the time. I hope we willin the future, xx. So err, we started our 2012 without arguments orunderstandings I guess? For our friendship resolutions, there are these fewthings that we’re aiming for.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nomore arguments for the littlest thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;2)&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Spendour quality time after Azri’s enlistment. (since I am not that clingy with Fir)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;3)&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Tohave a BFF day out pretty soon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;4)&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Neverhide things from one another (I have this problem all the time), always solvethings as soon as possible before things got worst. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;So I thinkthat’s all. Maybe there’s more la, but it’s between me and my BFF. And happy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;Anniversary to we BFF &amp;lt;3 this friendship may sound new to you people, butthe thoughts and shits that we’ve been through for the past year has alwaystaught us how to stay calm and still stand for one another. Thanks baby foralways been there when I needed you. After Azri’s enlistment, I hope we willhave our quality time. And I hope Azri allow me to take good care of my ownBFF. But if he doesn’t, who gives a fuck? LOL I was just kidding. But really, I’mso proud of us sayang. I’ve never been through as many shits like what we’vebeen through with someone else. You’ve watched me cry, suffer and more for aguy, friend and co. So do I! Hmm, shall end here with an I love you to mydearest BFF, Boyfriend and readers. This post might be a little bit draggy, butyeah, atleast I’m making an effort for my blog to be updated right? Hehe.Alright take care everyone, may peace be upon you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;~XOXO~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5672026873514674462-678982598752953317?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/678982598752953317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2012/01/greetingsto-my-fellow-readers-oh-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/678982598752953317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/678982598752953317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2012/01/greetingsto-my-fellow-readers-oh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RN9L7WaOByQ/TwrzQw6SPCI/AAAAAAAABX0/oJI0Crwa2wQ/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8598948100408024002</id><published>2011-11-13T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:24:35.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/5S6ghT25jsA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S6ghT25jsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5S6ghT25jsA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;This is for all my precious people out there who've had people say mean things, make fun of them, try to ruin thier confidence, or have experienced any judgemental, critical people or "haters" of any kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to encourage you how to be successful, how to ignore the "haters", the negative people in your life and go on to acheive your dreams, be who you want..and to know I believe in you and love 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/5672026873514674462-8598948100408024002?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8598948100408024002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-for-all-my-precious-people-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8598948100408024002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8598948100408024002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-for-all-my-precious-people-out.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-641991265563139124</id><published>2011-11-05T02:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T02:43:11.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rf7G6Ojw970/TrQl4cIj66I/AAAAAAAABXU/kNQ-CfPVBR8/s1600/4080596841_1d16625c63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rf7G6Ojw970/TrQl4cIj66I/AAAAAAAABXU/kNQ-CfPVBR8/s320/4080596841_1d16625c63.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;GIRLFRIENDS: These are the special woman in your life thatyou share everything with, the ones that cry with you, hold your hand whentimes are tough, whose heart breaks when yours is too, laugh with you and loveyou no matter what. I mean the truth is girls are different to boys; we thinkdifferently, we act differently, we process emotions and thoughts differently,and we even talk differently; at times it appears to even be a different language!I love my boyfriend and I can talk to him about anything and we share everything,he is my lover but I still need my girlfriends. I really wanted to share aboutthe special woman in my life; a few of my friends have had some terrible thingshappen recently and my heart has just broken for them and made me realise howmuch I love and treasure these special woman in my life. So to you amazingwoman out there who allow me to be strong, hold my head up high and keep megrounded and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif;"&gt;I used to be the happiest girl ever, buteverything seems to be changing. Everyone’s drifting apart with and without areason. I could have been in a good friendship if I wasn’t careless in thebeginning. I was being weak and was overwhelmed by a friendship that I lovedmost. And decided to just give in for everything that we are going to quarrelin the past…or infact in the future. I just couldn’t see myself in tears andthis is the reason why I had always given in to an argument we had. I wasn’tbeing shallow or the high-esteem type, because I didn’t want my words to hurtthe friends around me. They took advantage on me and never wanted tounderstand. But still, I hold on and told myself that I was strong for every obstaclethat’s going to occur in my life. I didn’t expect things to get even harder astime goes by. I was lost and shattered for the fact that I am always being a failure.They can never stop complaining and feeling neglected because to them, I wasn’tbeing fair. But the only person who knows everything was….myself. So I justkept myself dead. I didn’t spoke for my own self neither for anyone. My ego wasstill nowhere to be found and I respected myself on that time for not making anyscene when some people came up to me and start making me feel useless and hurt.I do have my own feelings and everyone does. Life is very hectic and sopressurized, but I don’t really brag about it to them. Because I feel like I ama non-existence in their life when they’re happy. I was fine with everythingaround me, but not with the people just yet. I am still finding of a solutionhow to make it right and never wanting to lose anyone. But tonight, everythingmakes me feel hopeless. I have no hopes on any kind of friendship that I’mholding on to right now…I just feel that I’m just a passing cloud and they havenever cared for how I really felt all these while. And I bet they haven’trealized with what sacrifices that I’ve made long ago till today. Despite forall those shits that I was going through alone, I’ve never shed any tears. But tonightwhen I’m falling into pieces and start realizing my weaknesses, I shed thosetears that I’ve always wanted to let go few months back. All these while I waspretending, pretending to be strong and never wanting to show that I wasactually observing and still cared to uphold to my friendships. I was being abimbo all these while and I have never wanted to fight for my own right. Why? Thereason is simple and I bet everyone knows why. I’ve always wanted for a perfectfriendship when I know that I couldn’t even have one. I feared to lose any ofmy good friends because I know; I can never have another one like them. I wasbeing stupid because I loved them too much regardless of how stubborn andself-centered they are towards me. There are millions of people out therelaughing and smiling. But to have those millions of people to be there when youneeded them to witness your tears and sorrows, there are only a few who will. SoI have a lesson learnt for myself, start choosing your friends wisely and neverget too weak in a friendship though you’re afraid of losing it. You can neverdiscover a whole lot of new chapters in your life if you haven’t tried doinganything. And to the people out there, never make your friends as an option even if you have to. Everyone has feelings and you can never predict if you're gonna be in the same situation one day. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;XOXO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/5672026873514674462-641991265563139124?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/641991265563139124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZkgbayDuoHE?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi guyyyyyyyys, im back ;)&lt;br /&gt;i am just so bored and i dont have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;actually i am hungry, i only ate once today and i am not even full --"&lt;br /&gt;so okay....thats the first video. the second one is too long!&lt;br /&gt;so i am just gonna post it later when it's uploaded in youtube or anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;so you guys enjoy and don't forget to give me questions or comments in my fs.me :)&lt;br /&gt;i'd be glad to listen to anything. no hatreds la c'mon :p&lt;br /&gt;not gonna type much, cos ive done 2 videos im super duper tired, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;just enjoy and stay tune for the second video below or....new post? :/&lt;br /&gt;bye bye people, mwa :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="391px" marginheight="0" 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data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/Jdj5jOXHK-g/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jdj5jOXHK-g?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jdj5jOXHK-g?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hi guys have a look at my new videos in my youtube channel ok? :) will have to hurry now, cos tmro im having skul and i dont wanna be late HAIS. bro is out to town to get himself a sport shoe that cost 220$? omg hehehe confirm he's loaded with $kachings$ ok alright got to go nowwwwwwww, stay tune everyone ~ will blog when i have free time. *hugs&amp;amp;kisses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-512843746723302786?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/512843746723302786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-guys-have-look-at-my-new-videos-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/512843746723302786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/512843746723302786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/uDniv6BYkLQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDniv6BYkLQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDniv6BYkLQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #bbcdd4; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;Been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything that we been through, I was there for you, you was there for me&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna know what's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it last, or am I just crazy&lt;br /&gt;Think about when we first met,&lt;br /&gt;The way we touched the way I felt and I&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna know if it's forreal&lt;br /&gt;I've gone over this once, over this twice and then&lt;br /&gt;Baby I came to the conclusion that I really needed you&lt;br /&gt;And noone in the world could ever take your place&lt;br /&gt;If we chose to give up, it would be such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause I've been next to ya and I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;Been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd thought you'd understand me when I say, what I say&lt;br /&gt;And I brought you into my family, you're part of us&lt;br /&gt;You know that they love you&lt;br /&gt;Think about when we first met,&lt;br /&gt;The way we touched the way I felt and I&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna know if this is forreal&lt;br /&gt;I've gone over this once, over this twice and then&lt;br /&gt;Baby I came to the conclusion that I really needed you&lt;br /&gt;And noone in the world could ever take your place&lt;br /&gt;If we chose to give up, it would be such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Baby 'cause I've been next to ya and I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;Been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're the only one that makes my heart feel this way I&lt;br /&gt;Got this feelin' that I know I just can't excape, you know I&lt;br /&gt;Need you in my life I won't let you go, no&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you mean everything to me, and I've been right next to you&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya (baby I)&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya (Oh I)&lt;br /&gt;Been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya (I only wanna be next to ya)&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;Been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&lt;br /&gt;I've been next to ya, I only wanna be next to ya&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/5672026873514674462-360854233101364829?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8329257929205111400</id><published>2011-08-27T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T01:47:35.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hoping for the best with him always x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will not be blogging much, cos i need some space for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to prioritize things after myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too lethargic with my past, gonna start my future with an energetic strength!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes the video was taken on 25th, and happy monthsary to myself and cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, im still afraid...of losing him at this point of time cos something stupid is happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*break into pieces*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wont be expecting much in our relationship, cos we're only lack of understanding and trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can see whats our future gonna be like if we kept on losing trust etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont wanna continue hurting him, hes just too nice to feel disheartened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whats for sure, i can love him with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of love and hugs for muhammad khairil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo8HjC7q4k/TlhglCSLt_I/AAAAAAAABTE/utZO9UsAdwQ/s1600/DSC_1956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645368322293479410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo8HjC7q4k/TlhglCSLt_I/AAAAAAAABTE/utZO9UsAdwQ/s320/DSC_1956.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwwpiva-kXI/TlhgkkaCceI/AAAAAAAABS8/J6h9LnIlN2Q/s1600/DSC_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645368314273362402" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwwpiva-kXI/TlhgkkaCceI/AAAAAAAABS8/J6h9LnIlN2Q/s320/DSC_1885.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was awesome, with my precious people since '08.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really happy to see the girls and the guys as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hairy azman, khalili and fathullah the most ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they've grown up so well, looking so charming x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd like to marry them with daughters in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheheh ok that was just a joke :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;break fast time was awesome! but...ok lets not elaborate about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really exhausted and homed at 1am plus? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im missing them already, oh shrugs :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm, meet you guys soon on hari raya outing *virtual hugs for the girls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wanna thank hairy azman for sending me a good night text, aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hes the best and the supportive one that i love most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, shall get my ass off the laptop now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going jb with mom, oh oh oh ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8329257929205111400?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8329257929205111400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoping-for-best-with-him-always-x-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8329257929205111400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8329257929205111400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/08/hoping-for-best-with-him-always-x-will.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjo8HjC7q4k/TlhglCSLt_I/AAAAAAAABTE/utZO9UsAdwQ/s72-c/DSC_1956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6097533955395282906</id><published>2011-08-16T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:50:27.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofxHJDFv0cE/TkoRgeF_VkI/AAAAAAAABS0/TwaSdiZNoOw/s1600/DSC_1620.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofxHJDFv0cE/TkoRgeF_VkI/AAAAAAAABS0/TwaSdiZNoOw/s320/DSC_1620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641340732766639682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm glad that they are there for you always when I'm not doing my part as your best friend.&lt;div&gt;I know I'm no good, I didn't showed you enough attention and affection after I had a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know that you were very secure about me when you have them by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While for me, I only had Cody and Aqilah. Only two, but you? More than you ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not trying to find every single of your fault. But have you ever think about my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked yourself that I do still think about you and your doings? Have you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You only listen to what your circle of friends and your heart says while my heart's shattering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think I'm just gonna prioritize a dick over my own best friend, you got it all wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone need their own time and happiness to spend with, and I believe you need yours too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all I care, I won't even have the intention to leave you or ignore you, &lt;b&gt;I WON'T&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not be as famous as you with large number of friends, but just so you know, I'm really loyal as fuck when it comes to our friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those people who thinks that FeeAfrilia is shrinking, don't even think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might going through with some tiffs and fights. But I'm sure everything's gonna be fine soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just have to face each other and sort things out. This friendship will always fly high even though we're going through with some obstacles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I know you're upset with me. But your words are pinching me so hard that I cried every night for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can ask Cody how worried am I about you, how much I cried when you thought I wasn't your true one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see that in our friendship, we will only get misunderstandings about our partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know seasons come and go, but me and you = we will never change nor separated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause for all I know, t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rue happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in their worth and choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And I believe you're not my come and go sweet talker mother fucker friend :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I love you baby girl, I'm sorry if I make you feel lonely nor break your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let's just stop hurting each other's heart, can't we? You know you mean the whole world to me besides my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;FeeAfrilia Every 5th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6097533955395282906?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6097533955395282906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-glad-that-they-are-there-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6097533955395282906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6097533955395282906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-glad-that-they-are-there-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofxHJDFv0cE/TkoRgeF_VkI/AAAAAAAABS0/TwaSdiZNoOw/s72-c/DSC_1620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6239418513085929053</id><published>2011-07-25T02:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T03:51:04.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNFIpRtR7x8/TixqaJBFAxI/AAAAAAAABSs/GyhEwlipYeI/s1600/DSC_1490.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNFIpRtR7x8/TixqaJBFAxI/AAAAAAAABSs/GyhEwlipYeI/s320/DSC_1490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632994231263232786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi everyone, its 3 plus in the morning now but im still hogging with the laptop. i think codykai (the guy above) has struck me with his love controller. aw, just known him for like....less than a week? ok this is super fast! but nvm, i think he's just my type of person. up to my standard! cey. nope, im just kidding. well, if its really love, we can't define it and it will just come naturally without u noticing why. oh and we met just now. we spend our time together, chilling with the sticks burning, accompanied him for dinner, talk about ourselves (ok he did the talking more than i did cause fuck yeah im still shy), fetch nephew at sister's crib, then he had to leave for work. but overall everything was fine. i'd love to date someone like him in the past, only god knows why i wanted this type of guy. he might be older than me by many years, but the way he treats me...only god knows how wonderful it is :') i wish history won't have to repeat once again. like how &lt;b&gt;that someone&lt;/b&gt; treated me. but its ok, life still has to go on. ok think i shall go to sleep now! or else..i can't wake up for school tmr. cody is busy working earning some money to propose me in 9 years time yay ~ haha ok stop it with ur nonsense fee o.O im looking through his pictures in facebook now. ok seriously muhammad khairil why are u so hot?! :( i know i wont get tired and bored when i get to see you 24/7 :') he's gonna be very busy next month. oh nvm, we will be fine though. i can only hope and pray for the best muhammad khairil, i love you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"dont make me as an option when u have no one else to be with."&lt;/i&gt; - this is for you, boy (not cody).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6239418513085929053?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6239418513085929053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-everyone-its-3-plus-in-morning-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6239418513085929053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6239418513085929053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-everyone-its-3-plus-in-morning-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNFIpRtR7x8/TixqaJBFAxI/AAAAAAAABSs/GyhEwlipYeI/s72-c/DSC_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-684250812484530593</id><published>2011-07-20T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T00:26:10.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FO6fAwTYHzk/TiZ5r9Yr7sI/AAAAAAAABSk/FULQh7LAAqw/s1600/DSC_1201.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FO6fAwTYHzk/TiZ5r9Yr7sI/AAAAAAAABSk/FULQh7LAAqw/s320/DSC_1201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631322180192825026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can you see the beautiful moon? :') i love watching the moon, without feeling bored neither tired. it feels so great to watch it brighten up the world, let myself see everything around me. i thank god for the beautiful moon. if only the full moon like on fifteenth june will exist everyday. my life would be so complete and happy. ok i love moons, they make me feel great and cheerful. whoever love me, bring me anywhere and watch the stars and moon ok? i would love that and of course, im gna cherish that moment &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WhSCJy4eY0/TiZ5rgV9-lI/AAAAAAAABSc/ZYTgEg3QA3g/s1600/DSC_1074.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WhSCJy4eY0/TiZ5rgV9-lI/AAAAAAAABSc/ZYTgEg3QA3g/s320/DSC_1074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631322172396796498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im lack of pictures again! despite ive owned a dslr all by myself. i rarely go out these few weeks. idk why, but staying at home chit chatting with my mom is the most awesome way to chill myself from the pressures that im going through now. sigh its ok this heart breaks and brain storm will come to and end soon &lt;i&gt;insyallah&lt;/i&gt; with god's will! still, i appreciate that i still have a beautiful wonderful greatest mom ever who's always there by my side. who had always be my listening ear and be a good counselor whenever i need good advises from (Y) haha. my mom doesn't care if the talk is gna be about relationship, friendship etc. cause yeah, she had rather listening to my problems than seeing me suffer alone inside. thanks mom, you're the best than the rest ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, im already tired of fake relationships, flings etc. why can't i just get someone who's really sincere when he first pronounce the word "i love you" to me? i know im still young and i can enjoy my life being single like what mom had always mentioned. but....sigh its difficult for me to explain specifically. i used to be the strongest girl among my baby girls. no problem being single for more than 6 months, going out without any boyfriend when my girls are having one, very cheerful even though im the type of person who's hard to smile at certain points. oh i miss how i used to be :( despite im way active and talkative with my circle of friends..i'd still prefer the old me. but now things are changing in a drastic way i shall say? everything is getting hay wired. but the only thing i could effort is faking a smile with tears drowning in my heart. ouch, that hurts a lot ~ i know ive been a bitch lately, i contact with more than a guy in one shot....for me contacting more than a guy is considered as a flirt and stuff like that. cause i am so not use to this kind of environment. my closest friends in secondary school (2010) know me well! i get tired with guys easily when they're annoying, stubborn, over protective, really demanding, very mushy, playing with my heart for more than twice. yeah thats me! *peace* but when ive fallen deeply in love with a guy, im gna be the one who will have to suffer even more. cause whatever happens, whatever shit they're giving me, i wont hesitate to &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; give up on him. thats the bimbotic side of me, mind that guyyyyyyyyyys! :) but sorry, i dont fall for guys easily. what i meant was...i do fall for any guys easily, but falling deeply in love with them is so...impossible ok. hopefully my heart will accept any kind soul who's sincere to accept me for whoever im gna be when im with him. syukran amin ~ im gna on the phone with bestfriend soon, share some problems/stories with each other. i hope i won't cry later, ok i won't..cause im a strong girl. oh and im lucky to have &lt;i&gt;rafika afrilia♥&lt;/i&gt; as my bestfriend. she understands me best beside my mom :') thank you so much for being there when i always needed you. like now? tee hee. i love you more than words could ever explain bbygrl, i hope i can see you later and we will spend our quality time together like how we used to, ok bestfriend? *kiss forehead* muah muah! alright nights everyone xxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and to you, good luck and last longgggggg ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/5672026873514674462-684250812484530593?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/684250812484530593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-blog-later-at-night-gg-out-with-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/684250812484530593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/684250812484530593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-blog-later-at-night-gg-out-with-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FO6fAwTYHzk/TiZ5r9Yr7sI/AAAAAAAABSk/FULQh7LAAqw/s72-c/DSC_1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8721197455817933089</id><published>2011-07-16T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T01:52:23.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbQMMf6l5Xk/TiHFOKwVPRI/AAAAAAAABSM/u6DRpnDTIFY/s1600/DSC_1083.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbQMMf6l5Xk/TiHFOKwVPRI/AAAAAAAABSM/u6DRpnDTIFY/s320/DSC_1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629997856385744146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now my happiness is just beyond everything. I can now laugh and smile all day long. To know that u are still faithful and loyal towards me makes me really happy. My happiness rely on someone who would do anything for me :') u know u can bring me close to heart breaks and tears. And u too can also bring all that the other way round. Its either u choose to give me good times or bad ones. Its okay, like what i have suggested, lets give ourselves a break to everything even though am gonna be bitching with other guys and it might break ur heart. Ouch! Oh well, i can see that i have been taking precaution of ur feelings other than mine. Sigh this is not good seriously its not. I have to learn how to prioritize myself rather than anyone else. *laughtomyself*&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4xE1TSCf2LU/TiHFOYkZLPI/AAAAAAAABSU/8-MGMW-3nFM/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" /&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 side track, im happy with my life right now. Yes totally! Ok la not &lt;i&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/i&gt; happy because some things occur at the wrong timing.. and it is really upsetting to know that &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; has moved on yet i am still stuck with my past. ALA why am i so hard to please? But nvm as long as he is happy with his life and her then you both have my blessings:) i dont wanna mention any names or whatever.. cause i believe someone will read my blog and tell to someone else. Okay thats fine with me, BUT! :D only my heart knows best. I dont have much stories to brag. Pardon me for the short entries ok :( no mood to type longer la hais. Whatever it is i love myself and the life that am living with. I thank god for everything that he have prepared :') ok much misses to u superman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoox, barbie&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8721197455817933089?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8721197455817933089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-now-my-happiness-is-just-beyond.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8721197455817933089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8721197455817933089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-now-my-happiness-is-just-beyond.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JbQMMf6l5Xk/TiHFOKwVPRI/AAAAAAAABSM/u6DRpnDTIFY/s72-c/DSC_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1343657368596494595</id><published>2011-07-11T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:40:13.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ToIM830XJw/ThrhAMiI91I/AAAAAAAABSE/cUiQ2JouPVY/s1600/DSC_0802.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ToIM830XJw/ThrhAMiI91I/AAAAAAAABSE/cUiQ2JouPVY/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628058077833525074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a month plus we have known each other, but disappointments kept occuring. Why can't you just keep your words to yourself? Are you happy to see me upset? If you do, I'd rather losing you than to see myself drown into my own tears. This is such a turn off, you did the same thing twice. I'm not blind and one thing for sure, I'm smart! Don't blame me if I've been ignoring you these few days. I've got my own good reasons for doing that. If I were so stupid to have put aside my feelings and just take good care of yours while my heart's bleeding, then I assume I'd gone crazy over you. You know my trust for you is not officially 100% yet, still you're doing things directly to make me hurt. Why? I've been keeping myself quiet because I didn't want to show that I love you too much that you can cross over my limits. I don't like to get berserk over things like this, furthermore we're not even an item yet. You'd set a lot of restrictions for me, and somehow, I did follow what you said because I'm taking precaution of your feelings. But you? Have you ever thought about my feelings? About what she did to me on my birthday? Thanks for bringing me really close to tears and heartbreaks. I kept telling myself to let you go because that's the only way to make you satisfy and happy. But on the brighter side, my heart won't let me. Because everyone deserve forgiveness and chances to make them change into a better person. No one wants to be vulnerable and fall for the wrong person. I know I can fall for any gentlemen that I want. But I believe you're the only who had catch me when I fall. I hope when my instinct tells me that, you'll prove to me that you're worth at my best sooner or later. I miss how you'd cheer me up everyday without fail. Make me feel that you're really secure to be with me and only me. I know I'm selfish. Well, which girl would want to share their love life? But if they're fated so, then just go with the flow. If love is just an option for us to live with, I'd also choose to either get hooked with or to be free. I've got no doubt living solo, because I used to not be with any guy for almost a year. Hrmm, I need more time to think. I know I that love him, but if there's not much trust for him, why would I even care to continue? But what Janny said have a lot of point and sense. If there's love and when everything gets official, the trust etc will come naturally. There's nothing that I can do anymore. For now I'll just watch and see what you're gonna do next. I know everything happened for a reason, and I'm giving in AGAIN for us to make things right. I hope we will both understand each other's feeling. I love you and I can't deny it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* FOREHEAD KISS *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the side track, I miss my bestfriend. We have yet to meet each other for weeks? Hais. This is so unbelievable! Last few weeks we've been meeting each other more than thrice in a week. But now see what's happening? I think too much of seeing each other, LOL. But nevermind, we will surely meet asap (: speaking of which, I've got A LOT of stories to brag with her and to make her pressure with my questions ^^v *evil laughs* okaaaaaay seriously I think I shall just stop typing before my post will be very draggy. I won't be updating every week now. If I feel like blogging, then I'll start typing on my keyboard. Yay fee is lazy yay ~ hahah ok stop it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE ALL, I LOVE YOU SUPERMAN &amp;amp; BESTFRIEND ♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1343657368596494595?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1343657368596494595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-month-plus-we-have-known-each.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1343657368596494595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1343657368596494595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-month-plus-we-have-known-each.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ToIM830XJw/ThrhAMiI91I/AAAAAAAABSE/cUiQ2JouPVY/s72-c/DSC_0802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4020860296485070419</id><published>2011-06-27T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:35:06.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fo0BlbbaBXs/TggIaJ58B7I/AAAAAAAABR0/d7nKsYve-SY/s1600/DSC_0245.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fo0BlbbaBXs/TggIaJ58B7I/AAAAAAAABR0/d7nKsYve-SY/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622753380200613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so hi guyyyyyyyyyyyyyys :) i bet everyone is sleeping by now. its 235AM and ive yet to go to bed "/ oh nvm, who cares? as long as i can wake up for schl tmr, i'll be happy as fuck. i miss my school mates, their bullshitness and all. urgh~ pls earth, move fast! :p i cant wait to meet mr yam and mr muthu! shugs, the feeling of waking up at 6AM later on is giving me so much exitement! and whats more interesting? going to schl with my bestfriend (monica) and other girlfriends. whoop whoop~ shit talk and take our own sweet time walking from my blk to schl. yay ~ #likeaboss! one thing im worried of - MY HAIR COLOR IS BROWNISH! i highlighted my hair last three years and the color is saying hello again to my teachers -.- this is such a hassle, cos the fuck i'll have to dye it black again.. and dying your hair black is no good, cos it will literally give a bad condition to ur healthy looking hair. oh dayum ~ what a life. but one thing for sure, i'll try to bun up my hair and pin up my fringe so that my lovely beautiful teachers won't catch me with brown hair, yay ;) actually thr's another reason why im here blogging besides talking about schl. as you ppl knw it clearly, its 27th today. and this means, im alrd a month single. yay for that! heh. but just so you ppl know, the feeling of missing ur ex will occur. hmmmmmmmmm, i dont rlly miss him. but.. i just missed the way how we knew each other and so forth. he was such an ass after we broke up, but he was as sweet as sugar when and bfre we're tgt i swear ~ but we're not meant to be for long, so byebye to mister gelek. lol! i'd always laugh to myself whenever i say the name mister gelek. good memories will always remain despite he was being a jerk after we broke up. oh f*ck you dude, i miss the nice side of you :( but put it on the brighter side, atleast both of us are moving on :B thr's actually more i wnna share about, but its ok... i dont want it to be vry draggy for this post. but bfre i end everything, im just gnna say smth impt tht u guys should knw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it seems like to have a replacement in less than a month is too early for me huh? i might look like a flirt and i might treat every ex contact as a fling, but one thing for sure.. when im taken, i'll stay loyal as fuck. but if yre unlucky, i'll be with u but my heart have yet to get over someone. uh huh, thats me. its not easy for me to get over someone whom i lve most and im serious with like a married couple. unless if yre gnna treat me ten times better and show me that yre worth for my future, then i'll move on naturally ;) i know tht's rlly hard. but a true lve would do anything for u, yay. i wonder who's my true lve, who's gnna be my only husband? hmmmmmmmmmm. i think my imagination is going far and wild, hheheheh! :p shall just stop typing about it bfre my readers gnna start rolling their eyes on their screen. oh well, haters gnna hate! this week i need to meet nabeel asap, cos ive got a lot to solve with him.. about our misunderstandings and many more! he's a good friend, i know he is. but im just putting my insecurities over him, blegh. lately ive been vry sensitive &amp;amp; soft hearted. idk whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!! :\ yestd M inboxed me abt smth and he told me to do him a favor, so i felt guilty bcause.. oh nvm :) i dont wanna make it obvious. but wtv it is, even though me and him are not in good terms now, i still have the heart to do what he said upon his request and urgh i think im just being too nice! i need to change my habit of being like that. if not, ppl will easily cross over my limits and step on my head. but when they start to apologize or having any problems, i'll be the one who will feel guilty and will just close an eye abt their bad deeds. oh no no no, humans nowdays dont deserve to be treated nicely. cos once u give chances, they'll take advantage on you. on the side track, im working things out with shahmirul. woooo, i lve this guy a lot ;) this is not the vry first time im blogging abt him. i guess this is the third time alrd. its gnna be a month i knw him this coming forth so yeah, i knw this is kindda fast but for me, lve comes naturally. we cant define love, cos if we do, i bet that's not love! :D just hoping everything's gnna be good after what has happened last week. and oh, that leaves a stain and it hurts till now.. but like what nabeel said, LOVE NEEDS TWO HANDS TO CLAP. (Y) thats why im staying and i dont wanna give a fuck to anything thats gnna bring me down sooner or later. thankiuk nabeel fr the advise, u know yre the best :) hheheheh, ok nights everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo, itsBarbie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4020860296485070419?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4020860296485070419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-hi-guyyyyyyyyyyyyyys-i-bet-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4020860296485070419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4020860296485070419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-hi-guyyyyyyyyyyyyyys-i-bet-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fo0BlbbaBXs/TggIaJ58B7I/AAAAAAAABR0/d7nKsYve-SY/s72-c/DSC_0245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2133639247683026058</id><published>2011-06-23T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T01:57:45.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-xuMUtSrzo/TgIqUAbEqcI/AAAAAAAABRE/Py6yiQALI8w/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-xuMUtSrzo/TgIqUAbEqcI/AAAAAAAABRE/Py6yiQALI8w/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621101808111102402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hi all, i just got home from a mundane weekdays slack. haha, random much as we didn't planned to meet or anything. bestfriend wanted to meet me badly, and nabil last minutely told me that he's coming down to my area. so yippee! bathed, dolly up and went off from the house nearly 730pm. mom sent me to causeway point and tada! met nabil and one of his friend. both of us were so hungry cos i didn't ate since morning. hehe, i slept like a pig as i slept around 5am. hmmmmm, so we had dinner together at macdonald's. oh yes, his friend had to go last minutely, grr. so we had dinner, we talked a lot about me and superman.. yeah, i know this is awkward since ive decided to leave things behind and don't wanna bother solving it. but what nabil said was true, we fucking need two hands to clap. and there's a lot more he advised me on. yay, thank you nabil. i love you ;) around 8plus, bestfriend reached and we finished up our meal. then straight to civic, slack and planned for tomorrow. firdaus came down and joined us too, teehee. my new friend ah :P we just mentioned each other in twitter last night. and today we met. what a good night i had for today (Y) umm, firdaus is nabil's soccer friend too. so no awkward moment for me or either him :) he's so damn quiet, and nice too! we didn't talked much just now, as we're out of topic to talk about. and bestfriend had to leave early because her home distance is &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; far. so we can't really meet each other at our area. but by hook or by crook, this two girls is willing to do anything for each other. yay! thank you baby, for your time. i'd want to come down your area too, soon aye? :B uh huh, we didn't took a lot of pictures. cos the place where we slacked is so not fun! --" but it's okay, cos we didn't planned for it though. but overall, i'd a good night with my bestfriend, nabil, firdaus and the others. awesome~ \m/ alright, that's all for tonight. i won't be blogging tomorrow, cos i'm not gonna be at home from morning till the next day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning &amp;gt; Going to Under Water World with family to meet my friends, dolphins &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afternoon &amp;gt; Meeting bestfriend and dolly up together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night &amp;gt; Plan goes on and on and on... :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so yup, most probably i'll blog on the 24th june ok? goodnight everyone, *smooches*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2wqeAsU5nQ/TgIrGpDj1zI/AAAAAAAABRs/NoZZSBT0Hjc/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2wqeAsU5nQ/TgIrGpDj1zI/AAAAAAAABRs/NoZZSBT0Hjc/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621102678011795250" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo, its&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;arbie.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2133639247683026058?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2133639247683026058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-all-i-just-got-home-from-mundane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2133639247683026058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2133639247683026058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-all-i-just-got-home-from-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-xuMUtSrzo/TgIqUAbEqcI/AAAAAAAABRE/Py6yiQALI8w/s72-c/DSC_0127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6181057438455999063</id><published>2011-06-22T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T03:33:14.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqeGaOfGtic/TgDd62KAdBI/AAAAAAAABQM/jv2u31QkMU0/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620736337998017554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi everybody, it has been a week since I last updated my blog. Sorry, no time and lack of pictures. Hehehe! So now, I've gotten my DSLR (a gift from mommy) on my birthday which is last two days 2oth June. :) I'll try to update my blog every week w/o fail okay? Firstly, my birthday wasn't as fun as last few years. It started really bad but ended with a smile though. Unexpected things happened, always. Despite I was in the wrong for hurting mom and so forth, she won't fail to make me smile last minutely on my birthday. And yeah, only my bestfriend knew how much I've cried in a day. It's just like a funeral day, where I have to waste my tears on someone who's leaving me forever. Which is not! -.-" but what's past is past. Speaking of which! Some other things did turned my mood off though. Like misunderstandings between me, mirul and his ex. Okay, I know that is such a turn off! But what sucks even more is... someone called you a bitch on your special day. Oh my god, what was that supposed to mean? :\ you accused me blindly and yet you're calling me names. Wow, cool huh. You can really create a story book for yourself and read it to yourself k? I've got no time to entertain all these kind of bullshits. Such a waste of time... All I know is to enjoy when I still have the chance and f*ck yeah, life's too short to be upset! \m/ on the side track... someone is putting her ego over me. Oh shoots, why do you even have to put your ego over me when you've known me for the longest three years! Come on babe, you know me better than anyone does. You're considered lucky to at least get a good treatment from me. Just so you know, we can talk things out and clear whatever doubts that you're having now. If you kept on tweeted indirectly to me, there's no use. Seriously, I won't feel the pinch. But tonight, my instinct was strong. I even have the urge to ask what's happening and all. Cos haha, this is not the first time honey... I get this all the time. You said you're okay, but end up, you started talking negatively about me. Ooh, I dont' think by giving me attitudes will make me feel guilty, cos I've approached you in a nice way. But well, who started giving bitchy attitudes? Think okay, think... It's no longer 2008/2009 for you to play these kind of games. Your wishes and your acts are far apart. I don't wanna brag it any longer, for all I care, I still love you and regard you as my flesh blood sister, &lt;i&gt;NAIBS&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; xoxo, I'm really sorry.&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="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g5eaFqNSRaU/TgDd7GqNx7I/AAAAAAAABQU/JqOz_V2ZmIc/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620736342428075954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHATEVER HAPPENS, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE. IF ANYONE'S NOT HAPPY TO SEE ME AND YOU TOGETHER, THEN BE IT. THIS IS FRIENDSHIP, WE WILL HAVE TO GO THROUGH EVERYTHING TOGETHER, EVEN THOUGH ITS GONNA HURT US NOW, I BET WE'RE GONNA BE HAPPIER IN THE FUTURE. INSYALLAH BABY, THIS FRIENDSHIP IS A GIFT FROM GOD. IF WE'RE MEANT TO STAY UNTIL HE SAID SO, THEN WE WILL. ONLY THE BOTH OF US KNOW HOW MUCH WE'VE BEEN THROUGH. ALL THEY'VE SEEN IS THE GOOD SIDES OF US. BUT OUR DOWNS? IF THEY'RE A TRUE FRIEND OF US, THEY'LL HELP US OUT TOO. RIGHT BABY? COS THEY KNOW HOW MUCH WE NEED EACH OTHER. AND IS STRONG TO SACRIFICE ANYTHING FOR HER/HIS FRIEND'S HAPPINESS. WE MIGHT ONLY KNEW EACH OTHER FOR SOME MONTHS, BUT CONFLICTS ONLY CAME IN ONCE. AND THAT'S ALSO BECAUSE OF YOUR EX, GRR. WE WILL MEET AND TALK THINGS OUT K? DON'T LEAVE BECAUSE YOU'RE FEELING THE PINCH THAT SHE INDIRECTLY TWEETED IN HER ACCOUNT. I LOVE YOU RAFIKA AFRILIA. ALL I NEED IN THIS LIFE OF SIN, IS ME AND MY BESTFRIEND. DOWN THE RIDE TILL THE VERY END, IS ME AND MY BESTFRIEND, ALWAYS TOGETHER &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6181057438455999063?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6181057438455999063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-everybody-it-has-been-week-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6181057438455999063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6181057438455999063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-everybody-it-has-been-week-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqeGaOfGtic/TgDd62KAdBI/AAAAAAAABQM/jv2u31QkMU0/s72-c/DSC_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7442641841203274150</id><published>2011-06-15T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:00:11.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9KFHzgclyA/TfhYc45vdyI/AAAAAAAABP8/JpcNNeTEAsE/s1600/IMG_2145.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9KFHzgclyA/TfhYc45vdyI/AAAAAAAABP8/JpcNNeTEAsE/s320/IMG_2145.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618337788478846754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay hi all, I rindu blogging la. Hehehe :&amp;gt; hari ni mood I tknk bebual english. Sebab english I dah terlalu bagus. Chek! Asyek english aje, bebual melayu pulak la. Bahasa sendiri tknk pakai, nanti lamelame jadi british girl jugak aku :P ok, ni part jack pussy sendiri. Hahaha, wtf! =D sekarang I tengah feelingfeeling nak Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde dengan Mirul Ayul♥. Sebab I tengah dengar lagu Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde. So, hmmmmmm. Speaking  of which, I've been very happy with my life lately. Through up and down, thick or thin, I overcome them very well. With the help of my two bestfriend - Rafika Afrilia♥ &amp;amp; Noraqilah♥. I'm very thankful for what I'm holding on to, and I swear I don't regret knowing them. Aqilah♥ used to be my worst enemy, and she knows how much I don't favouritized her last time :P Rafika♥ was once a stranger to me, and she's not even one of my baby girl. But things changed, everything went very smoothly between the both of us. Between our 2 months together, I've seen her at her good and worst. Love you both so much, even words can't describe how much I love the both of them. Just like Bonnie &amp;amp; Clyde. But we're all girlfriends. Hehe! xP so back to my story. Hmmmmm, about ken... Well, everything's doing hay wired. We're now strangers again, but I don't really give a f*ck to that. Who cares? I get this all the time. From friendship &amp;gt; relationship &amp;gt; strangers, again. I guess people watch the video "strangers, again" too much. Haha! And I know ken watched it when we're together. It's a lie if I'm gonna say that I'm already over him and there's nothing about us I'm holding on to. I've moved on, but leaving the sweet and bitter moments is just so not me. In our past relationship, there's more to sweet memories than the bitter ones. Like well.. we broke up in a clean way. No conflicts going on, but just lack of understanding. When we're still holding on, we have never ever get into conflicts. Be it the smallest little thing. :) so dude, I've never put any grudges on you despite you've hurt me a lot after we broke up. My bestfriends don't like it when I start saying I miss ken and all. Err... and if I start talking about guys that I've never been with, they'll start saying "well, choose wisely and don't fall for him too easily. I don't wanna see you end up getting hurt again like how ken did to you." Aww, sweet aren't they? (^^,) and between me and Rafika♥, we're doing as good as before. Despite I still have the dissapointments in her. But hmmmm, I shall just understand her and don't be selfish when her boyfriend is already one. Sorry Marul♥, no offense! :B I hope after this, I won't have to go through hard times with her anymore. Well, cos it hurts too much. We didn't talked for few days. And between those days, we're like strangers. But still, the funny part was, we tweeted about each other. Oooh, how indirectly was that? --" I used to be the truthful girl who loves talking directly to someone when I'm having doubts with her/him. But I don't know why... I changed. I can't be bothered talking things out anymore, cos fuck yeah - THINGS WON'T CHANGE LIKE HOW I WANTED IT TO BE. Sometimes I can be selfish too, but I didn't show. If I'm still holding on to my huge ego, I guess me and Rafika♥ won't be talking anymore. We will stay as strangers forever. I don't know how to explain, but Izyani♥ and Shasha♥ knows me well. They've seen me at my worst situation and behavior, so they know me well. Speaking of which, I miss Shasha♥. Yes, my greatest cousin. It's gonna be almost half a year we've yet to meet each other. And sadly, I got this bad news last three days. She's not gonna be there with me on my birthday. Boo ya! :( because of that f*cking bad news, I feel like cancelling everything for real! But well, I always look on the brighter side. Even though she's not here with me, she will always remember me and we can atleast talk through the phone and bitch around. Hehehehe! Ok, I miss all that. :{ what makes me upset most is, every year on my birthday, she's not by me. Unlike for the past 3-4 years, she's always there beside me celebrating it together. Seems like my wish won't come true this year, again. Izyani♥ knows why... on the side track! *giggles* I'm happy that I have Mirul Ayul♥ now. Whoop whoop~ oh, don't think differently. Me and him = errr.. I don't know how to describe us. But we're just too close la, that's all. Hehe! He's my failure Superman, he won't be my night saviour for sure. Cos he would leave me just like that at night! *fold arms* Grr, I wish we live near Scape. Hehehehehehehe, he knows why. :P actually I've got a lot more to brag. But I shall just stop here. Cos today... I type really slow and I can't bare seeing my superman wait for me too long. Chek! Sweet right? :P okay, I realized something! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Dari tadi I cakap yang I nak bebual melayu. But urgh, I don't know why, I'm just used to it blogging in english. Cos the chindians can read as well. =D okay, thats all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo, itsBarbie™&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/5672026873514674462-7442641841203274150?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7442641841203274150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-hi-all-i-rindu-blogging-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7442641841203274150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7442641841203274150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-hi-all-i-rindu-blogging-la.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9KFHzgclyA/TfhYc45vdyI/AAAAAAAABP8/JpcNNeTEAsE/s72-c/IMG_2145.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-390323009999743987</id><published>2011-06-12T10:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T11:19:43.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3YmANmm8HI/TfQit0z4dLI/AAAAAAAABP0/oB_txVCQ6TA/s1600/242484_216116438411600_100000397369313_671244_4537201_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3YmANmm8HI/TfQit0z4dLI/AAAAAAAABP0/oB_txVCQ6TA/s320/242484_216116438411600_100000397369313_671244_4537201_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617152805903561906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was a blast, even though when it comes to the tipsy part, I wasn't even feeling it! =D guess yesterday was just like my normal days getting high and tipsy. Chill and relax~ LOL! Because last weekend I was so tensed up and I guess that's the reason why I was hooked by it. Hehehehehe! Yesterday was fun and I consider it as my happiest day because... I met with my lovelies! A lot of them, some of the &lt;i&gt;sinmiedo&lt;/i&gt; brothers, lily and iqa, fas gelek and many more. But I was terrifically happy to meet all these people below. Scroll down*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2O7BYvNAvw/TfQhHuijflI/AAAAAAAABPs/kUSkgcQalXU/s1600/258984_216121041744473_100000397369313_671265_1815238_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2O7BYvNAvw/TfQhHuijflI/AAAAAAAABPs/kUSkgcQalXU/s320/258984_216121041744473_100000397369313_671265_1815238_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617151051873615442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheril Natasha, my favorite caring baby girl ♥ yesterday was our second time seeing each other, first time hanging out together. Wow~ and for the very first meet, we're like old friends already. And yay, I love that! She's very supportive and caring okay, she advised me a lot when I'm having problems. Despite we aren't really close last time, but we treat each other nicely and equally. True shasha? Hehe. Besides! I didn't knew she was taller than me. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, what a shorty you fee :( maybe I should just change my name to fee kateq/fee shorty. Hahaha! =D was just kidding. But she looks petite la, I like her body size. While man, like a stupid fat hippo. But oh well, hippo is a cute animal ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF6Q3Ie1V04/TfQhHLNx3yI/AAAAAAAABPk/lWFvs8aAtA8/s1600/258559_216117441744833_100000397369313_671250_8300862_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bF6Q3Ie1V04/TfQhHLNx3yI/AAAAAAAABPk/lWFvs8aAtA8/s320/258559_216117441744833_100000397369313_671250_8300862_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617151042391236386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, you people haven't seen me taking pictures nor hanging around with this guy right? He's nabil, my cousin's class mate. First impression: he's quiet and he's 19 year's old. But when he start mixing with us, I got it all wrong. :( cos the guy that I thought was quiet and 19 year's old looking was very noisy and active yesterday and ohhhhhhhhhh, he's fucking 17 year's old only. Cute right?! Grr, he's so frigging tall and I don't like it whenever I'm gonna take pictures with him, I'll feel short. And when its time for us to hug, I'll really have to tip toe and reach for his arms. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Lets go play basketball like ShashaaKateq. Confirm I'll get taller in months. Yipee~ Ok wait, frankly, do I even have the time to play basketball? Hahaha! =D wtf fee, you talk a lot but you're not gonna prove it --"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJNxIcBYaKE/TfQhG4HVzoI/AAAAAAAABPc/XHKuDK94ATQ/s1600/257121_216118328411411_100000397369313_671252_3213929_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJNxIcBYaKE/TfQhG4HVzoI/AAAAAAAABPc/XHKuDK94ATQ/s320/257121_216118328411411_100000397369313_671252_3213929_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617151037263957634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And........ he is my new cute boyfriend ♥♥ LOL, I just pulling your legs! =D we're just friends, like close friends I shall say. We tease and provoke each other non stop in whatsapp/facebook/meet ups. We can't look at each other's face. We will surely have the bad intention to disturb and make one another feel irritated :P how cute can we be? Aww, why you so nice to me huh little short boy? Hahaha. Hopefully he's not gonna read my blog. Cos he's gonna be very irritating after that. Tsk~ I hate you ah shorty. The reason why I called him shorty is because of his short height. Oh my god, how can I say eh? Like... He's only 2-3cm taller than me? o.O when his age is 17. Oh my god, why these days guys heights so cute? Grr. Jealous :( Nevermind, for him I'm cuter than him. Yay, miss you la superhero! :( miss jacking your balls. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! xD ok shut up la, it reminds me of yesterday sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2T9eiYsbHA4/TfQhGLdRk5I/AAAAAAAABPM/Vl8fOL4H44w/s1600/243023_216121141744463_100000397369313_671266_2653278_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2T9eiYsbHA4/TfQhGLdRk5I/AAAAAAAABPM/Vl8fOL4H44w/s320/243023_216121141744463_100000397369313_671266_2653278_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617151025276359570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly! Saw that? Pls be shock ah. I know right......... my longest ex boyfriend ♥ we lasted for 2 years, but till now, we're still friends. Cos we're not the type of friendship &amp;gt; relationship &amp;gt; strangers. Ew, that is so fugly!! :&amp;lt; I wonder why do people nowadays are doing that. For goodness sake, its not even gonna help you forgetting everything about the past with your ex -.-" so ya, back to the topic. After I hugged ShashaaKateq, I turned to the side and I saw this mother fucking tall boy. Hehehehehehe! (^^,) I hugged him and guess what, I love his hug la :&amp;gt; I don't know how to explain, but the way how he hugs me, AWWWWWWWW... *melts* one of a kind pls. And if you noticed, we're wearing the same colored long sleeve shirt. OMG, didn't plan anything ah pls ah pls!!!!! :D we're just fated to meet again and wore the same colored shirt when we met. Heeeeeeee! *giggles* ok fee, stop being cheeky. But frankly speaking, I can't get my eyes off him last night. Only ShashaaKateq and IrahKecyk knows, haha! Okay, I miss you all already ah KNS meet you all soon oky? Muah muah muah~ xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week not heading to town, having birthday celebration at Sembawang Resort Chalet. Weeee~ happy nye! :D can't wait la pls. Well, if you're lucky enough to be invited to my chalet, then please come ♥ I'll only invite the most important ones that I only want to meet. Chit! No lah. :\ this year's chalet I just don't want too many people to come. I've got my reasons and plans though! So ya ;) okay that's all for today's post. Keep your shits rolling in the deep and don't forget to come back my lovely readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xoxo, barbie ♥&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/5672026873514674462-390323009999743987?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/390323009999743987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/yesterday-was-blast-even-though-when-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/390323009999743987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/390323009999743987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/yesterday-was-blast-even-though-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3YmANmm8HI/TfQit0z4dLI/AAAAAAAABP0/oB_txVCQ6TA/s72-c/242484_216116438411600_100000397369313_671244_4537201_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8072749389613283734</id><published>2011-06-11T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:33:09.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_c9B1GPxars/TfLXB_0ecBI/AAAAAAAABPE/cJw-QJg2rKg/s1600/IMG_1422.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_c9B1GPxars/TfLXB_0ecBI/AAAAAAAABPE/cJw-QJg2rKg/s320/IMG_1422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616788114595803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi, i know we're not in good terms now. but literally, we would always act as if everything's fine and the next day, we're back to normal again. but look, like what you said, its not good to hang our problems just like that and run away from it. if its bcos of me and marul that makes feeafrilia drowning, then i shall really start apologizing to him. DESPITE i really hate admitting that its my fault when those shits ain't mine neither. but for the sake of our friendship, i will. its not that im trying to waste my time bugging over it. but you see, we're calling each other best friends. and if we don't solve things out and clear it off, i don't think feeafrilia will go far. i believe after this me and you are gonna be fine, back to normal. but if things can't work out between me and marul, its gonna affect you too. i know and ive learnt you, rafika afrilia. i can see marul wants you all by himself, cos he loves you. and frankly, i don't mind if he's gonna be with you 24/7. but the only thing that im unhappy about... you should know why honey :) from the start, before marulia got together, ive always wanted the best for the both of you. but just bcos of "that incident", marul lost his trust on me. and again, i don't mind. cos me and marul are just normal friends, losing trust is the most hardest thing that you can ever gain back. and that's why, im leaving things hanging like that. i thought by forgiving and forgetting about all that could helped. but as days goes by, he's going over my limits. by uttering negative things to you about me and all, what's all that? i can't find the reason why must marul be like this, despite "that incident" wasn't my fault. marul didn't told me about any restrictions, but me as a good friend of yours, i asked you. but in the end, he's putting the blame on me? that's really awful, but i just closed one eye to make things normal. but it isn't doing well though, look at our status. LOL! somehow i laughed, just bcos of a status, people can taste the spiciness and get mad over it. when actually, that status is referring to many out there. not only you who's doing that... come on! :D ive been thinking, where's the optimistic qamarul ariffin? :\ the one who i used to know in the month of march. but hmmmmmmmm, things can change in a blink of eye w/o us realizing. i wouldn't want marulia to drown. but if it takes feeafrilia to end, then im gonna be okay with it. cos in my own opinion, i can see that lia's happier with marul. yay! :) thanks marul for making her happy. sacrificing your time, cash, sweat and everything just for rafika afrilia (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;) im sorry if this post gonna hurt you lia, but im just talking facts. you know... after that day, ive learnt how to be very truthful even though it's gonna hurt a lot when everything's revealed. :\ seriously lia, whatever happens, just don't leave marul. cos i know, you love him more than he does. you know how good hearted i can be, despite im angry with that person right? but this just saddened me. like... ugh nevermind~ i don't feel like bragging this post much longer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YANG PENTING FEE TAU YANG FEE SAYANG LIA, KTHXBAI.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo, barbie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/5672026873514674462-8072749389613283734?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8072749389613283734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-i-know-were-not-in-good-terms-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8072749389613283734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8072749389613283734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-i-know-were-not-in-good-terms-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_c9B1GPxars/TfLXB_0ecBI/AAAAAAAABPE/cJw-QJg2rKg/s72-c/IMG_1422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4928491464621249095</id><published>2011-06-10T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:12:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YNnnCMUyKOo/TfI3GJOSZ8I/AAAAAAAABO0/bip0wWadFIA/s1600/253791_153555051381780_100001818596156_302732_4865439_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YNnnCMUyKOo/TfI3GJOSZ8I/AAAAAAAABO0/bip0wWadFIA/s320/253791_153555051381780_100001818596156_302732_4865439_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616612263979018178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hi readers, letsgo start blogging and keep your eyes rolling. whoop whoop~ hehehe. idk why im hyper, but seriously im rlly rlly happy for tmr. yay!!!!! meeting my baby girls and dudes at town. happiest girl for tmr can? :&amp;gt; hehehe. ok whatever. so yes, the previous post sounds angry-ish and all, sorry for that :\ but srsly, im not gonna apologize with that person la knnbccb __|__ so heartless like no dick. grr, haish. ok, hatreds pls go away from me. i dont need you to become the reason why im in no mood, cos i dont think i still love nor care for you. hmmmmmmmmmm, actually this post is for my bestfriend, RAFIKA AFRILIA &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&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: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7B5ljPYf3wY/TfI-b3NkpLI/AAAAAAAABO8/ShDy4eiONRk/s320/249967_153554718048480_100001818596156_302730_5832257_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;ok so yes, thats my best friend. she have seen me at my good and worst. so do i :) we've been through a lot despite we have our own life to live with. she's my listening ear, my partner in crime, my gossip queen and mostly, my important person. i can see that we're doing  great as always. no fights have ever occurred ever since we met, get closer and till now, to best friends. happy! but i can't deny that i still need to know her better. doesn't mean she's my bestfriend, and i can waste my time shit talk with her and all. but proudly to say, feeafrilia is doing our own part in our friendship. yay ah yay~ so my suggestion is, you people that's having doubts or jealousy with our friendship, just back off and watch us fly very very high. mark my works, cos im not only saying. but im working things out properly  with her (Y) i know she's gonna read this. hehehehe! sorry eh b, aku tak jack ball kau ke apape. oh pls~ takde mase, cos i do love you and that''s frigging sincere from the bottom of my heart. by hook or by crook, i still want you to be with me tmr night till the end of our journey. *read your text* ok fuck it, im mad now. but sorry. im not gonna blast up my anger in here. haish, i need to grab a chill pill now and stfu. do not reply anything else but that's gonna be the last text for tonight. that is a pathetic letter "K". i dont wanna reply so much, waste prepaid and i dont wanna hate anyone tonight. my mood is very good, i dont want bcos of &lt;i&gt;YOU&lt;/i&gt;, my mood turns off. k fuck you bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4928491464621249095?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4928491464621249095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-readers-letsgo-start-blogging-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4928491464621249095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4928491464621249095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-readers-letsgo-start-blogging-and.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YNnnCMUyKOo/TfI3GJOSZ8I/AAAAAAAABO0/bip0wWadFIA/s72-c/253791_153555051381780_100001818596156_302732_4865439_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-3558016434788406785</id><published>2011-06-08T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:11:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDmxTRZ-tkE/Te-tFIY95fI/AAAAAAAABOs/WLT3QuDqhZE/s1600/IMG_2067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDmxTRZ-tkE/Te-tFIY95fI/AAAAAAAABOs/WLT3QuDqhZE/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615897564017452530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi all, my mood is not quite good today as im going through with some bad situations for now. it really affect my happiness okay, seriously! i just don't understand why, but why the f*ck must you treat me this way? somehow im glad, but at times its not nice when someone you've been with, is trying to treat you like a fucking stranger... i know you wouldn't care to read this if you're gonna treat me like a stranger. you won't even know me, my name, who am i with last month and so forth! im not angry bcos you left me. but im angry bcos the way how you called me names and all __|__ okay seriously im so pissed off with you. and by deleting me away from your friend list won't make me chill my ass off just like that ok? frankly speaking and ive made up my mind before you did all these kind of things to me, im moving on and i don't think a "good" jerk like you would come back to me for good. there's no such thing as 'if we are meant for each other, we will be back with each other" for us when you're doing all these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ACTION CUT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall really stop pressuring my mind bcos of him, seriously. he's not even gonna worth for my stress and time wasting thinking about it all over again... insyallah i can make it through with god's guidance. amin~ and ya, speaking of which! ive been dreaming about scary eery things lately ;____; i think i shall start with my prayers already after my cherry berry strawberry. and again, this mixing feelings is killing me! haha. im so silly billy jelly lately, i dont even know why!!! i need to go jogging, spa etc to chill my mind la seriously theres nothing to be laugh about... but there's no one who is a kind soul to jog and go spa with me :(( sadgirl_always la you fee! hmm, ive not been tweeting so much ever since ive moved on and stop tweeting about him in my twitter account --" im sorry twitter, i'll get back to you asap oky? muah, im a twitter whore and you're my bestwhore. hehehehehehehe! (^^,) the fuck sia fee, LOL. after blogging, im gonna edit and upload my new pictures. yay~ no more lacking of pictures and that "good" jerk wouldn't have to call me such names anymore. mussyboat~ hahahaha! wahh fee, why so evil tonight?! grr. but what am i supposed to do when this feelings have been overwhelming me and such? i know im no good at hating despite im very good at hurting those beautiful looking heart (L) chittttttt~ but seriously, im no good at hating and grudges. im following my mom's foot steps instead of dad's. oh why~ nvm, alhamdulillah. i think thats all for tonight. ive no more stories to brag since im being too secretive and shy, but what's most important is... i'll be going to my bestfriend's crib after tampkia yay yay yay yay~ im gonna make sure i gossip with her, bad mouthed and stuff tmr at her place until that person choke to death. hahahahaha! eh omg, why am i being very very very evil tonight? ok, i shall just publish this post now. if not.... the hatreds will increase, LOL. do i even give a fuck for that? but what's fo'sho is, idontloveyouanymorelikeididinthepast. *heart breaks into pieces and no one's gonna mend it except myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo, only barbie &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/5672026873514674462-3558016434788406785?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3558016434788406785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-all-my-mood-is-not-quite-good-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3558016434788406785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3558016434788406785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-all-my-mood-is-not-quite-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDmxTRZ-tkE/Te-tFIY95fI/AAAAAAAABOs/WLT3QuDqhZE/s72-c/IMG_2067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1787165310650601954</id><published>2011-05-30T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:22:12.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVDhEtcTfvg/TeJ673Pk_YI/AAAAAAAABOY/fCMZ3zSyt_8/s1600/IMG_2031-horz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVDhEtcTfvg/TeJ673Pk_YI/AAAAAAAABOY/fCMZ3zSyt_8/s320/IMG_2031-horz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612183254517218690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi ken, its barbie. How are you? Hope you're doing as great as ever. What about a new love life? LOL. I shall not bother about your new love life if you have one huh. I don't think it'll be good for me to know that you've replace me with someone else. Oops, I don't think ken is that bad... Unlike me, I can replace him so quickly. I'm sure you people are having bad thoughts about me right now. Like fee's contacting with a lot of guys now, fee's flirting in between her conversation with other guys, fee is doing this and that with other guys. Oh bummer, I'm sure I'll give you a tight bitch slap. Cos for now, I'm not in love/adoring any guys except ken. I'm still hoping for him to return actually. I didn't showed that I want him back, it won't worth my time seeking for his attention. Cos ken doesn't need nor wants barbie anymore :( haish.. The picture above shows that I miss every single little things about us. Yes, my wallpaper is set as our picture that we took on 16th of may. I miss that day a lot ken, don't you missed it too? Haish. I don't understand what's wrong with me. Ken isn't thinking about me, but I'm still dwelling. Why can't I just be like him? Fast to move on and leave the past behind.. I wish I was as strong as you, ken. Last night before going to sleep, I wasted my 2 hours reading all of our conversation from the top till the end. I laughed, cried and smiled to our conversations. We were so silly, sweet and amazingly in loved. I realized every good things will still has it's own end. Like now, me and you has come to an end. Still, I don't regret being with you and wasted my eight months single just for feeafyque's relationship to be officiated. Hence, I'm proud. Proud and glad to have such a loving boyfriend like you. Good times! :\ I think I shall just stop blogging about us, right ken? Because I know you want me to move on, and that someone wants me to move on real bad too, because... Shall not say it here. On the side track, this coming Saturday barbie's going to town and meet her friends, yay! :&amp;gt; can't wait to have fun with my girls. Whoop whoop! Last week and this week I didn't went out. Busy with ken as always (y) hehehe! But now, no more. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because I'm a free bitch!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :D okay, I was just kidding. I'm not a free bitch yet, cos I still have my best friends with me and ken is still in my heart. Hi ken!!! :'&amp;gt; lol. So yes, this Saturday heading to town and most probably I'll see the same old faces again -.- such a bore. But maybe not, cos there's a high chance I'm gonna be meeting PalatSinmiedo &amp;amp; Fatar Relek ;) miss this two people a lot. Whatever, just see you all around okay? Mwah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jAenBuacF60/TeKNFJdhgxI/AAAAAAAABOg/YOdmnUdA_sk/s320/friend%2Brequest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and oh, i'm done with my 114 friend request. yay, not! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;barbie ♥&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/5672026873514674462-1787165310650601954?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1787165310650601954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-ken-its-barbie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1787165310650601954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1787165310650601954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-ken-its-barbie.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVDhEtcTfvg/TeJ673Pk_YI/AAAAAAAABOY/fCMZ3zSyt_8/s72-c/IMG_2031-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1185602639290457512</id><published>2011-05-28T18:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:43:25.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3b1PFo5WoI/TeDPZ6aWDjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/FQe1D6FlLpo/s1600/IMG_1934.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3b1PFo5WoI/TeDPZ6aWDjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/FQe1D6FlLpo/s320/IMG_1934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611713179787071026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi, why did you have to leave me and never want to give me a chance to prove that i truly love you? maybe you wouldn't want to see yourself end up with an unworthy girl like me. i am sorry to have hurt your feelings, never care about how you felt, never love you fully and never being faithful like how you did when we're together. i don't even know how to, cos you were just too good till i went over the limit. and again, i apologize. you've treated me nice and like a princess ever since we knew each other. when i'm with you, i can feel the glimpse of heaven. maybe you're just too good, that i can't be with. even if i'd to cry over it, you won't come back unless if we're meant for each other. i hope it won't happen, cos i don't want to hurt you anymore despite i'm gonna be the happiest girl in the world to have you back. i have to push my ego, i can no longer be with you as we've many differences in our life right now. like our age, our way of treating each other. but there's only one thing that i'm proud about, we didn't have to argue a lot because of your understandings. thank you so much for that. in our relationship, we've got more sweeter memories than bitter ones. i hope you're gonna find someone beautiful in appearance and in the heart. unlike me, i did nothing but i'm only good at hurting your heart. be it we're not together anymore now, i'll still regard you as my boyfriend cos i still love you. i am not afraid to love you, cos i know i won't hurt myself to love a humble man with a good attitude. you're gonna be my only ken, mark my words. i wonder why all males can't be like you? except the leaving part, where i have to endure with it for awhile... i know this heartache is gonna stay for awhile, but the love and affection that you've given me and the memories that we've created won't vanish. i miss spending my night with you at city hall. i'm sure when i'll have to step again at the places we've been, memories will start flashing back. but i won't have to be sad about it. like what you said, don't cry because it ended, smile because it happened. and i'm still considered lucky to be with you when i had a chance. i hope you'll read this, and know that you're still important in my life. you're just too good for me to resist. thanks for the love, memories and everything that you've done for me. mostly your unlimited patience :'&amp;gt; i'm only hoping for us to keep in touch and i don't want to lose you as a friend. for the very last time, i'm sorry for being a bitch towards you sugary love. i have never get  tired loving you, waiting for you calls and your return. busuk still loves you, gelek &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything has come to and end, like how i have predicted from last two days. my feelings weren't positive like how i always did. but never mind, no use bragging about the past when i know it wouldn't come back. just a little bit upset cos this it's a sudden leave, and it made me shock. we didn't met with a fight or anything, but just a little misunderstandings i supposed? hm, i gotta learn my mistakes after this. no more being egoistic over small little things. but i'm still glad that i was once his love life. yay! besides, i shall thank cheeky baby, kitty baby, mister stifler and mister ben and jerry for cheering me up. hehe, proud to have these kind of friends. i feel so frigging lucky! as for today, i didn't went out. woke up at 2pm and my right eye look like i have been punched. ha! well actually, i cried from 11:58pm till 3am last night. was messaging with ex boyfriend and crying at the same time. the begging, forcing, pleading, dwelling and so forth. shall just say that last night wasn't a good night after all. i didn't receive a good night text, eh wait. i think there is, the first and the last message that he sent last night was just like a good night text... but boo ya, it wasn't the same like how he used to sent me. okay, i'm starting to dwell again here. but, idgaf. it's me who's suffering, not anyone else. i don't share my life with anyone, so if i start blogging, the only sentence will be - &lt;b&gt;IN MY OWN WORDS&lt;/b&gt;. from last night, i have been listening to his recordings. it cheered me up though... and i have learnt something useful. whenever i'm having a problem usually at night, i'll just cry myself to bed and sleep it off. its better than you'll have to do something stupid like slashing your hands and killing yourself in the middle of the night. don't just because of someone has fallen out of love with you, you're gonna do something stupid that you'll bring sadness to the people around you. getting heartbroken isn't the thing, but what matters, have you done enough for your partner until he left? sometimes being a lover is such a hassle, don't you think so? once someone is hurt, they will tend to give up easily/blaming each other/bringing back the past and so forth. so now, my question is, is it wrong for us to fall in love and being loved? and i wonder why... for now i shall just give my heart a short break. maybe more than 8 months this time round? because when i'm ready after my 6 months single, i was with ipin. after we broke up, i was officially single for 8 months. and between that 8 months single, i have contacted with a lot of guys, but only serious with two. cos when i'm still going through with my first till the sixth month single, i still can't get over with my past and i'm afraid to fall in love. so when i'm reaching to my seventh month single, i told myself to welcome any soul who's serious with me. cos by then, i was confident that i'm ready. and on my seventh month single, i dated with &lt;i&gt;hw&lt;/i&gt;. before we dated, things were so fine and we both declared that we have the same feelings for each other. so yes, &lt;i&gt;hw&lt;/i&gt; was the first guy that i'm serious with when i was single for 8 months. after things got haywire, we decided to leave. cos we don't have trust for one another, we ditch, we quarrel everyday, we don't have any hope on the relationship and slowly, everything comes to an end cos we can't do much but to say goodbye. that's the best thing to do since in our relationship doesn't have anymore trust. so after everything has ended, i contacted with my guy friends and calm myself. early march, i knew this guy. he's a friend of my friends. we met together with the rest, cos there's an outing for him and firhan. they're going ns on the 10th. so the next day, i accepted his friend request in facebook. we wall-to-wall with each other and we chat. we laughed at how he was so bad luck the day before. he got pooped by an evil bird while we're walking to the mrt station. okay, i am laughing again! :D how evil can i be? we didn't even talk on that outing, and it really made me shy when he said that he have been looking at me without me noticing. hehehe! how cute can you be? :'&amp;gt;so we contacted and all. i was happy to have him contacting with, cos he only knew how to make me smile and laugh. on the eight of march, we confessed. cos day by day as we keep contacting, i can feel myself falling in love with him. and the way how i'll act when he text/call me. haha! cheeky me. and things went on smoothly and perfect (y) after that confession we made, we started to show our love and care towards each other. every night we would talk on the phone and share stories. aw, i miss all that! :'&amp;gt; many good things happened, and glad that we didn't have any conflict at all! can't believe it :D and so, 17th we got officiated. didn't expect that we could go that far okay -.- cos i thought he's gonna be the easy come easy go type. chey! we were so fine, very fine i shall say. but today everything has come to an end. i don't really it's bcos of what. but it's partly bcos of me. i just don't wanna brag, but i do still love him. and the guy that i have been talking about is the guy on top *point on the picture above* my ken, my boyfriend, my friend, my pig, my sugary love, my hero, my men, my everything = MUHAMMAD AFIQ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; even though we're nothing now, i still love you, only you who's in my heart. if only you could feel it, aw :&amp;lt; okay i think i have brag too much. i need my sleep now, my eyes are swelling. ugh! i hope i won't have to cry tonight. anyone, a good night text for me please? hahahahaha. i would be happier if your text is gonna be the same as ken's good night text. yawns* okay good night, take care everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;afiq's only babi busuk &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5672026873514674462-1185602639290457512?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1185602639290457512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-why-did-you-have-to-leave-me-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1185602639290457512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1185602639290457512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-why-did-you-have-to-leave-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w3b1PFo5WoI/TeDPZ6aWDjI/AAAAAAAABOQ/FQe1D6FlLpo/s72-c/IMG_1934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-9166280648005741063</id><published>2011-05-27T03:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T05:11:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok2B_yX3rrs/Td6u9Z60WaI/AAAAAAAABOA/xIUtn563-Ew/s1600/dddddd.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok2B_yX3rrs/Td6u9Z60WaI/AAAAAAAABOA/xIUtn563-Ew/s320/dddddd.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611114555703056802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok hi all, my blog has been made over and its simple and nice aren't they? Haha. Stop self-proclaim over here fee -.- time check is 3:57AM and I have yet to tuck in the bed. The reason why I'm still up at this hour because... in the afternoon I've slept like a pig till in the evening due to my medication. Yes, sick! (N) it was a wake up call from marul, because he needs my help to text my bestfriend's mom. LOL! After everything's done, I slept again. OH MY GOD, how lazy can I get? :D but sadly, after the long hours of sleeping, I still can't get rid of my bad headache. It hurts a lot, and it sucks big time when my lovely boyfriend is not by my side. Nevermind, I'm not a baby anymore. I can rely on myself and the pills despite I abhor it and I'll tend to get drowzy and collapse at any point of time in the house. Ok that is not funny at all -.- and I got angry with my mom because she's out for the whole day. And bro? Ha. Give it a laugh please, he won't even care to take for me the pills and look after me. But I don't care, I don't like to be pampered by him though. Haha! On top of that, the saddest part is... BOYFRIEND'S PREPAID IS LOW &amp;amp; TODAY I'M NOT MEETING HIM :( okay shut the f*ck up, I don't wish to elaborate. But by all means, I'm meeting my bestfriend in the afternoon after collecting my report book. Yay! :&amp;gt; and she'll come over to my place and we will do some stupid stuffs together. Ok, nothing stupid. But it's just too stupid to tell everyone :) LOL. Um, what's more? Yes, school. Tomorrow there's no school. But only Parents Meeting Session. Ew, guess what? My mom really hates going to this stupid session, cause it's a waste of time okay... Since I was a primary school student, believe it or not, my mom hasn't came to any of those before. But this year, she came once. And tomorrow, twice. Hopefully my form teacher would complain everything about me and don't have to cover up for me. Cause I wanna hear what she say, and if there's anything stupid that she's gonna say... *JENG JENG JENG!* cheyyyyyy, no la.  I'm just pulling your legs. Ok, I don't know how many times I've been yawning now. But whatever it is, before I stop blogging, let me wish someone a HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJh6JD5VUdA/Td6_cCmhJ9I/AAAAAAAABOI/_pN1-4AmWBU/s320/dopeguy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Familiar? :D YES! That's the guy who I've dated before in early April and I miss him though! :( meet you pretty soon hariz, may all your wishes come true and have a blast! Be the best than the rest, stay positive and enjoy your life. I want to see you fly high~ hahaha! Ok that's impossible --" whatever it is, just have a good day today. Even if its not gonna be like how you expected it to be, chins up and smile. Yay! Hehe. Ok that's all, take care! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muhammad Afiq, I'm sorry if I've been very bitchy towards you. And I can't deny that I'm an awful girlfriend that you've been with. You don't deserve me at this stage, cos you've been treating me like a princess and nothing you did was imperfect in my eyes. I love you even though I'd always hurt your feelings, and that's the truth. Thank you for loving me, enduring with my attitude, being with me and so forth. I just don't want you to regret in the end, that's all. I've got a lot more to tell you when we meet soon. Just hoping for the best in our relationship, that's all. I know you love me, and so do I. But hey my man, listen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you most ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-9166280648005741063?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9166280648005741063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-hi-all-my-blog-has-been-made-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/9166280648005741063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/9166280648005741063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/ok-hi-all-my-blog-has-been-made-over.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok2B_yX3rrs/Td6u9Z60WaI/AAAAAAAABOA/xIUtn563-Ew/s72-c/dddddd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5768155650016111101</id><published>2011-05-21T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T15:15:37.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeWPOKyiE3E/Tddl6y170dI/AAAAAAAABN4/utpIS2DwkkY/s1600/IMG_1932.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeWPOKyiE3E/Tddl6y170dI/AAAAAAAABN4/utpIS2DwkkY/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609063921668051410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Life’s great with my boyfriend, as always. Met sugar &amp;amp; aqilayus last night, had a splendid night with them at city hall. Chill mango and I shared a lot of things with sugar. I’m very lucky to have someone like him, seriously. He understands me a lot despite I know he’s hurt by all that. I don’t think he deserve my worst when he have been showing me his best. Ugh, I felt guilty for confessing... But if I don’t, I believe I’m going to be labeled as a betrayer or worst, liar pants on fire. Haha! Ok not funny. Back to the topic. So my mind is not at ease now, things have been very hay wired for me. He’s just too nice, and I’m afraid if I might hurt him more than this. Hopefully I won’t fall for my past again, I just can’t help myself to forget about the past and just focus on my present. I do love my boyfriend alone, but… sigh! It’s really unfair for him when I’d always talk about my past when he doesn’t. And for that, I’m going to change slowly… I can’t let ego occur in our relationship. I want the best for us, not the worst. Hence, I appreciate every little single thing that Muhammad Afiq has done for me. Sacrifice his time, strength and everything. Only certain people like my cheeky baby and mister ben and jerry knows how much I love my boyfriend. And I’m serious with him, I don’t want it to end up like my past relationships. EW, awful please! In this relationship, I’ve overcome a lot of things. Only feeafyque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; knows best, I don’t want to brag. Because I’m afraid it might get a little bit boring. I know people have been asking and wondering if feeafyque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; is already official? Oh yes it is officiated and everything’s going well (Y) yay us! I don’t know what else I need to brag about, but I guess that’s all for now. I know baby’s going to read this. So let’s dedicate something for my dearest boyfriend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Baby, you should know that I love you more than you do. But at times, I’m just afraid to show that I truly love you because I might hurt you badly even though you won’t want to show. You’re just way too nice, and you’d always think optimistically about me. I don’t need anything, but just your love and trust, and that’s enough. Thank you for being the best than the rest after my 8 long months being single and afraid to fall deeply in love. Despite I’m still stuck with the past, you won’t easily give up on me. Proudly to say, you haven’t given up, I love you for who you are and the way you treat me like a princess. I appreciate every single thing that you’ve done for me, be it I’ve notice it or no, okay darling sweetie honey sugar? Hehe. Love you boyfriend, and may god bless our relationship with his guidance and give us a lot of patience to overcome anything that’s coming soon, amin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5768155650016111101?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5768155650016111101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifes-great-with-my-boyfriend-as-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5768155650016111101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5768155650016111101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifes-great-with-my-boyfriend-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VeWPOKyiE3E/Tddl6y170dI/AAAAAAAABN4/utpIS2DwkkY/s72-c/IMG_1932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4893942150137534611</id><published>2011-05-17T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T10:56:48.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi babies, how are you guys doing? haha. am gonna blog about yestd okie. so yes, yestd went out with marulia &amp; baby. everything was doing as great as ever. spend my quality time with marulia &amp; baby is the best ever. despite baby is very very tired from camp, he sacrificed just to meet me and marulia :') aww, me loves you sugar plum. on top of that, i shall say that i rlly am deeply in live with my boyfriend. even though we're not official yet, still i regard him as my lucky number one boyfriend. o m g, how sweet can i get? LOL. currently i am blogging via iPhone, as baby wanted me to blog. hee, sanggup ah aku b ;) last night went dinner with marulia and baby. it was a last minute plan, though. baby kept on disturbing me, tak suke ah. chey! step tak suke ah aku. om nom nom, took pictures make our move from there around 9pm or smth like that. i swear i was tired, moody + weak. but i didn't showed, only god knows how happy was i yestd when i met Muhammad Afiq ♥ whoop whoop! ^^ pictures are in Facebook, i have yet to upload everything cause ive got no time yet. midnight on the phoned with baby, we share stories, laugh laugh, joke around etc. i am so proud and lucky to have him now, cause he understands me very very well (Y) promise me you won't leave, i'd rather feeling the pain in my heart when yre in there than you leave me forever alone :( melurbchiu sugar plum, babi gelek, darling, hunny, sweetie ♥♥ as for now, feeafyque has not been quarreling nor get into any conflicts yet. cause we understand each other well. no such thing as lack of understandings and all okay. god bless us till when when, insyallah ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, maybe june im gonna be very very busy with family. grr, 20th is my birthday! *jump around* i don't think i wanna be in sgp this year for my birthday. probably going bali/thai/vietnam/bangkok with shasha, mom and aunt. whoop whoop! hopefully this year, my wishes come true. AMIN! :') i love my mom alot, she's my pillar of strength now. sorry if ive been bad mom. me love you so much. please let me be in a relationship with afyque ay chico ♥♥♥ chey, like real only ah fee --" afyque is a nice guy, i don't think mom will dislike him whatever it is that ever happened to my 2008 longest ex which is putra aly qanafiyah. haha! what a joke, that was so awful okay. didn't know my mom would hate my longest favorite ex. EW! favorite? dream on. LOL. oh yes, today is the 17th. mark my first monthsary supposed to be with cute dope guy. confirm baby baca ni, he will be saying AWWWWWWW~ chibs! _|_ back to the topic. uh huh, first month. thank god we're not tgt till now. if not, confirm plus chop i so stress and no happiness. hehehehe! stupid. whatever it is, goodbye my past. HELLO MUHAMMAD AFIQ ♥ shall blog again soon aight. im off now, wanna text baby then sleep like a pig. oink oink! -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smooches and smacks,&lt;br /&gt;AFYQUE AY CHICO's ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4893942150137534611?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4893942150137534611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-babies-how-are-you-guys-doing-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4893942150137534611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4893942150137534611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-babies-how-are-you-guys-doing-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4538494450581837211</id><published>2011-05-11T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T19:31:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPnUquIUo9k/TcplIdKvqVI/AAAAAAAABNw/LoGpD8ElG1c/s1600/IMG_1852.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPnUquIUo9k/TcplIdKvqVI/AAAAAAAABNw/LoGpD8ElG1c/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605403882159057234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;“I AM SURELY GONNA MISS YOU WHEN YOU ARE GONE.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;These words have been playing in my mind since you left. It’s really hard for me to bear this alone. Without your sweetest texts in the morning/afternoon/night. I know you’d call when you know I am upset/moody about something small or even big. But today, you’re not by my side. And this really turns me off. I wish I could share with you, but I don’t think I need to drop you a text message telling you why and all. Because I bet you’re busy with your own stuffs in there. I don’t want to add in more pressure to you in there. Just don’t worry about me, I am ok.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Yesterday the moment I saw you called my phone, I was very happy. In fact, excited. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I couldn’t say more but just ‘okay’ and some short words. I didn’t want to say anything that would make you upset/worried. It’s better for me to keep it aside and listen to your story. I didn’t get to laugh, because you didn’t joke around. I could only smile because at least, I am still important to you. And I still came across your mind. Thank you for your time, sweetie. I am expecting for your reply after that good night text I sent you. But no, you didn’t. And I got all upset about that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;It’s really hard for me to express my feelings without me in a good mood now, seriously. I didn’t talk a lot, after my papers, I chilled with my baby girls for a couple of hour. And then, straight home. I’ve never been acting this way before. I guess it’s just my awkward feelings without you around, sigh. I have to be strong, yes it’s a must. Like what you said, I can’t try. Because it’s a MUST for me to always cheer up, be strong and be happy. I’d always tried to look on the brightest side when I’m down. But nothing helps, because you’re&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;not here with me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Let’s not get emotional by this, because whatever it is, you’ll still be in there. Besides that… *JENGJENGJENG* you’re booking out on the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. I promise I’ll meet you, hug you and kiss you. Okay, I’m getting cheeky now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am smiling to myself, haha. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wonder if I should text him. Um, yes I should. I must tell him how much I miss him already. Yay, I really can’t wait to meet him this 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. And at the same time, 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; is my last paper. Whoop whoop! ^^ okay I got to go now. Text love, watch the little nyonya and then study. Good bye readers, wait for my next post.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;AFYQUE AY CHICO OR KNOWN AS MUHAMMAD AFIQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FE0A44"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, EVER SINCE WE CONTACTED, YOU’VE NEVER FAILED TO MAKE ME LAUGH, SMILE, UPSET AND MAD. THAT REALLY MAKES ME HAPPY, INSTEAD HAPPIER WHEN YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE. YAY! I AM STILL GONNA STICK WITH YOU, KNOW YOU BETTER, AND WILL LOVE YOU EVEN DEEPER. NOW THAT WE’VE START, LET’S NOT END IT. I LOVE YOU, AND THE WAY HOW YOU TREAT ME.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Smooches and smacks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;BABIGELEK’S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FE0A44"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4538494450581837211?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4538494450581837211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-surely-gonna-miss-you-when-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4538494450581837211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4538494450581837211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-surely-gonna-miss-you-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPnUquIUo9k/TcplIdKvqVI/AAAAAAAABNw/LoGpD8ElG1c/s72-c/IMG_1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6537236832788619000</id><published>2011-05-09T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T02:41:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9szUbRK6Bs/TcbjmWPjIII/AAAAAAAABNo/YP99OIO00JQ/s1600/221965_197465220297193_100001011480226_523321_4033484_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9szUbRK6Bs/TcbjmWPjIII/AAAAAAAABNo/YP99OIO00JQ/s320/221965_197465220297193_100001011480226_523321_4033484_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604417034254491778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;It has been weeks since I last updated my blog huh. Every weekend went shisha and town with my awesome dudes and lia. All the time that I’d spend with them is worth full (Y) I am freaking happy when I see MaruLia is doing well. Marul is a very wonderful guy towards lia, seriously. I have seen MaruLia’s happy, sad, angry faces. Throughout these days I’ve been with them, going through happy times and bad times, I am proud to say that I probably made MaruLia reunite again after their bad/tough times together. I didn’t waste my time on some shitty moments. I helped and solved things out together with them. Only god knows how happy am I to have MaruLia alive. They’re the happiest, loving, kinkiest couple that I’ve ever met. It really makes me happy when I see MaruLia is doing well. But sadly, when tiffs are occurring, I’ll get upset and tend to cry a river. It’s my first time crying over someone’s relationship. I know it sounds weird, but I really can’t see either marul or lia getting hurt. Ouch! :x but whatever it is, I can only help, advice and solve. It all depends on them whether they want to continue or end it. But please god, give them guidance and a lot of patience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;On top of that, someone has been making me happy almost every day without fail. Yay! You know who you are, because I am texting you. Hehehe! Last night, MaruLia asked me to get a date or an official boyfriend. But what I could say is... “I had enough of guys after what he had done to me.” All I could utter was that. Whenever people start talking about my relationship status, I’ll only say that. It hurts me a lot to take a glimpse of the past, seriously. Though I’ve moved on, I am still stuck with the past. But you people don’t think that I’ll go back to him with or without chance. Because I won’t. Let me emphasize, I won’t go back and fall for the same trap and get hurt all over again for someone that is so unreasonable. So from now onwards, I have to be more careful when I’m picking someone for my love life. Like what that someone told me, we can’t predict future, so don’t predict. For now, I am just texting him and smiling away like one mad girl who’s in love. HAHAHA, not! But I thank god for saving a friend like him. I’m having the widest smile on my face now. Haha! So cheeky ah fee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6537236832788619000?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6537236832788619000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-has-been-weeks-since-i-last-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6537236832788619000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6537236832788619000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-has-been-weeks-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9szUbRK6Bs/TcbjmWPjIII/AAAAAAAABNo/YP99OIO00JQ/s72-c/221965_197465220297193_100001011480226_523321_4033484_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1559256029080461339</id><published>2011-04-29T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:04:00.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B-IYGBO3zo/TbrgP3Bhz3I/AAAAAAAABNE/PmlTc_v7zn0/s1600/IMG0726.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B-IYGBO3zo/TbrgP3Bhz3I/AAAAAAAABNE/PmlTc_v7zn0/s320/IMG0726.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601035649661652850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;Yesterday trained down to city hall with marul and firhan roughly around 2Pm. In the train, marul was blasting his metal rock music. Hahaha! So cute aren’t he? Lol. So when we reached city hall, lia texted. She wanted to meet me, so I asked her to come down to city hall and meet us. I was so freaking happy, I tell ya. Cause it has been almost a month since we last met. Alhamdulillah we met yesterday (Y) so in a while later, min came. He did barcode tattoo on his left wrist, which is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099FF"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; \m/ then we took photos etc. Then, we chill chill bird at MacDonald’s while waiting for lia to reached city hall. Around 4+Pm lia reached. So we walked to the 7-eleven and met here. The moment she crossed the road and going towards me, I quickly hugged her. Piggy misses you a lot bitch! :D introduced her to the guys then headed to marina square. Lia wanted to have her late lunch, lol. This hot bitch have got a habit of not eating before going out from the house _|_ fuck you, hehehe. While heading to marina square, min’s reef sandal was screwed up because of firhan. HAHAHA! Stupid. So they went to 4skins (idk how’s the shop spell like), me and lia went to MacDonald’s. Both of us had McSpicy. While eating, I felt like vomiting. Serious shit! Ugh. These days I’ve been having migraine + stomach ache + vomits ): okie back to the story... So while eating, piggybitch had a great talk. Yay! We shared a lot of funny/weird topics together. I love you, rafika afrilia xx so a while later, the guys came. Marul asked me to eat faster as they want to walk around. And I went saying to him, ‘KAU NAK AKU MAKAN KE CEKIK?’ HAHA. I seriously don’t like to eat very fast. Some more I am sick. I vomit easily, sigh. After eating, went to Rubi. Find min’s new slipper. HAHA. And there’s no flip flops for guys --“ so we headed to this outlet named… okie I forget already. F you fee, why are you having STMs at this age?! Grr. So min bought a new volcom slipper. Okie, atleast firhan doesn’t have to walk bare footed anymore.. Lol! I know right, he sacrificed okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; Hehehe. Then we bused to dhoby ghaut. Went time zone. It has been so long since I last stepped a time zone, lol. In the lift going to the last level to go time zone, there’s a hello kitty picture. So lia went saying like this in a excited tone, ‘EH HELLO KITTY!’ so the guys teased her sarcastically by repeating the same word and laugh like hell. HAHAHAHAHA! _|_ they’re such a joker yesterday and u love them so many much. Hehe :3 after firhan played the car racing, we planned where to go next. So I was talking about Ben &amp;amp; Jerry’s ice cream. Yums! P: then firhan and marul brought us to the cathay to have our Ben &amp;amp; Jerry’s ice cream. YAYNESS!* while walking to cathay, we shit talked a lot okie. And I love it. Went Ben &amp;amp; Jerry’s, bought our ice cream. 2 scoops! (Y) strawberry and a chocolate favor. Sat outside. While eating, took pictures (the pictures will be uploaded soon in marul’s facebook) laugh laugh, talk etc. Then planned to go where next. I was planning to go back after that, because there’s no plans anymore and I need to do self night study at home --“ but lia suddenly talked about shisha with me. So marul gave a plan to go shisha. So everyone was on! Haha. Bused to bugis, walked to Arab Street and find the shisha place. Luckily marul saw his ex/friend? Our shisha place was fucking nice okie. Very comfortable I tell you! (Y)(Y) took pictures while waiting.. we ordered apple mixed with peach. Awesome! \m/ so we shisha, truth or dare, crack inside jokes, talk etc. Around 920Pm went &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;off from the place. Walked to Mrt station, while walking, firhan remembered about his certificate –“ and everybody was fucked up. Not really fucked up, but -________-“ ah like that. So the guys went back to the place, I and lia went back home. I hugged the guys and trained home. Yea, that’s what we did and all. I don’t really put in full details ah. Later people read, think negatively and all.. ah this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:20.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;_|_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1559256029080461339?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1559256029080461339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/yesterday-trained-down-to-city-hall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1559256029080461339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1559256029080461339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/yesterday-trained-down-to-city-hall.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1B-IYGBO3zo/TbrgP3Bhz3I/AAAAAAAABNE/PmlTc_v7zn0/s72-c/IMG0726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-756985923990394015</id><published>2011-04-29T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T18:03:10.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbbX8DgOr5s/TbqMzs-j6ZI/AAAAAAAABM8/707w1IK2xhw/s1600/IMG_0638.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbbX8DgOr5s/TbqMzs-j6ZI/AAAAAAAABM8/707w1IK2xhw/s320/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600943906463410578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Tergelak sia bace formspring I, hahaha! Macam merepek eh, kau datang tak diundang masey nak kutok kutok aku. Tapi takpe laa, kau kan takde keje. Nak cakap I bimbo ke apape, I tetap happy. Correction! Happy gile ah. Sebab name I fee-thebimbo pe. But do you even know what’s the meaning of bimbo? Haha. Kalau taktau pergi google/dictionary then check okie. Lol! Whatever name I use, I am still me and myself bitch _|_ but well, in life we’ve got haters and lovers. If you want me to treat you the way you want it to be, please treat me the same way too. Isn’t that easyyyyyyy? Huh, huh, huh?! Grr. Skip this topic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Me and hariz wizzy have nothing got to do with each other already. Ah yes, what a sadist! :’( last night when I watched his latest video (welcome new people in Reverie), I cried. He skates @ Somerset skate park. And there’s the place where we create memoirs with each other. He saved me when the deck was about to hit me, by pulling me away and hugging me tightly. And yes, we was about to fall okie. Like a hero~ :’\ besides good times, there’s some bitter memoirs there. Where I got jealous etc. Ugh, I feel like crying now!!! I can’t lie to myself that I am still having the love feelings towards him. But I can’t do anything already. A BIG SIGH! I miss HARIZ WIZZY.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;This Sunday I am meeting my awesome dudes again, yay yay yay! I miss a lot of people okie. Mostly hariz wizzy, firhan, marul, fadzly, ayus and kamal! :(( lets meet on Sunday please. But oh wait, I got to know that kamal can’t make it, sigh. So boring! If not, I can shit talk british accent with him and learn more tutting moves&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;seyyyyyy~ Wtf wtf wtf!! Hmm. Nevermind la hoh, next time can meet him whatttttt! Hee. Alright, I’m gonna shut my mouth now. No time to type type anymore. When I feel like blogging, I’ll come back okie. Just be patient and keep on flooding my formspring.me please, thankyouvmuch! Muwaaaaaaaaaaah! :-*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;FOR HATERS AND STALKERS,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:72.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:80.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:72.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;_|_&lt;/span&gt;T___T&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;_|_&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-bidi-font-size: 72.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:72.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-756985923990394015?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/756985923990394015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/tergelak-sia-bace-formspring-i-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/756985923990394015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/756985923990394015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/tergelak-sia-bace-formspring-i-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbbX8DgOr5s/TbqMzs-j6ZI/AAAAAAAABM8/707w1IK2xhw/s72-c/IMG_0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4298134026335577990</id><published>2011-04-24T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:23:40.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, I am soooooooooooo happy today. I said to mom that I'll not be heading to town/going out anymore. Bt I'll just online shopping at home \M/ okay this is cool. So far, I've only ordered birkenstock and baseball jacket. Birkenstock in black, ugh :( I wanted to buy the red one. But no size 7 avail and most of the red ones only have one strap. Grr! But whatever it is, I'm gotta love it though. :) I prefer buying via online than shopping at town areas. Like oh myyyyyyyyyyy, the crowds etc. But clothing I'll just wait till May when I'm meeting my babies [: I just can't wait for the best moment with my babies. Oh myyyyyyyyyyyy it has been so long since we last met okay!!!!!!!!! Freak ah u fee --" MARTINA, IZYANI and co! I'll make sure I xoxo with them when I meet them. He he he!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4298134026335577990?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4298134026335577990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-i-am-soooooooooooo-happy-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4298134026335577990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4298134026335577990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-i-am-soooooooooooo-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1417573214892495251</id><published>2011-04-11T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:39:59.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Hi all, I went to baby’s place today @ 7pm to meet him. Aw, and my baby is sick): so we did not talked much. I miss baby’s xoxo already. Ah cb, Tuesday ah meet again and it’s a must! Now that we’re okay, I have to take good care of him and make sure that he won’t go back to the past. He he, insecurities has started to overwhelm me nowdays. Maybe I am too worried of losing etc. But who cares, now he is still mine. I love you a lot ah baby, seriously!! Ok back to the story, so baby had to go and meet his friend. Something happened to his friend, sigh. But it doesn’t spoil my mood. Baby knows why my mood turns off(: neither because of him nor his friends. But because of this SOMEONE ah. Ccb, mood spoiler sia you!!! Grr. Right now, I am talking to my nephew (aqil). Omg, I only have one nephew which is AQIL and no one else. Can brother or sister give me more nephew/niece? Ha ha. So bored la): baby have not yet text me. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh, I don’t like ah pls. Hopefully he wont get into troubles. Amin! :\ I wanna sleep now, tomorrow schooling. Maths homework not yet done, oh myyyyyyyyyy god! :P sending baby a good night text and off to my lala land. Ok bye all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1417573214892495251?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1417573214892495251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm_4559.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1417573214892495251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1417573214892495251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm_4559.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-885771929260366288</id><published>2011-04-11T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:39:23.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Hi all, I went to baby’s place today @ 7pm to meet him. Aw, and my baby is sick): so we did not talked much. I miss baby’s xoxo already. Ah cb, Tuesday ah meet again and it’s a must! Now that we’re okay, I have to take good care of him and make sure that he won’t go back to the past. He he, insecurities has started to overwhelm me nowdays. Maybe I am too worried of losing etc. But who cares, now he is still mine. I love you a lot ah baby, seriously!! Ok back to the story, so baby had to go and meet his friend. Something happened to his friend, sigh. But it doesn’t spoil my mood. Baby knows why my mood turns off(: neither because of him nor his friends. But because of this SOMEONE ah. Ccb, mood spoiler sia you!!! Grr. Right now, I am talking to my nephew (aqil). Omg, I only have one nephew which is AQIL and no one else. Can brother or sister give me more nephew/niece? Ha ha. So bored la): baby have not yet text me. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh, I don’t like ah pls. Hopefully he wont get into troubles. Amin! :\ I wanna sleep now, tomorrow schooling. Maths homework not yet done, oh myyyyyyyyyy god! :P sending baby a good night text and off to my lala land. Ok bye all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-885771929260366288?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/885771929260366288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/885771929260366288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/885771929260366288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm_11.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4645728341438862536</id><published>2011-04-11T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:34:35.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Hi all, I went to baby’s place today @ 7pm to meet him. Aw, and my baby is sick): so we did not talked much. I miss baby’s xoxo already. Ah cb, Tuesday ah meet again and it’s a must! Now that we’re okay, I have to take good care of him and make sure that he won’t go back to the past. He he, insecurities has started to overwhelm me nowdays. Maybe I am too worried of losing etc. But who cares, now he is still mine. I love you a lot ah baby, seriously!! Ok back to the story, so baby had to go and meet his friend. Something happened to his friend, sigh. But it doesn’t spoil my mood. Baby knows why my mood turns off(: neither because of him nor his friends. But because of this SOMEONE ah. Ccb, mood spoiler sia you!!! Grr. Right now, I am talking to my nephew (aqil). Omg, I only have one nephew which is AQIL and no one else. Can brother or sister give me more nephew/niece? Ha ha. So bored la): baby have not yet text me. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh, I don’t like ah pls. Hopefully he wont get into troubles. Amin! :\ I wanna sleep now, tomorrow schooling. Maths homework not yet done, oh myyyyyyyyyy god! :P sending baby a good night text and off to my lala land. Ok bye all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4645728341438862536?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4645728341438862536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4645728341438862536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4645728341438862536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-all-i-went-to-babys-place-today-7pm.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4252626009399114757</id><published>2011-04-11T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:16:38.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Tak suke ah dengan hidup i sekarang ni, hmm. Ive been thinking a lot about baby, i dont even know why. Predicting a lot of nasty and bad thoughts, sigh :( though me and baby are just dating, doesnt mean i don’t love him fully with my heart. I treat dating the same as in an official relationship. And i remembered telling baby that i wanted to date with him for 3 months and after which, we can go on further. Well, the reason why i told baby that i wanted to date for 3 months is because… i wanted to see whether this love is a fling/infatuation or the worthy one. I don’t really care about it now, because i am frigging worried that baby would do anything hurtful to me, grr. Pls no :( i have to be very optimist in this position, as baby promised me to tell everything in weeks’ time. But he needs time. Alright hunny, i will give you plenty of time for you to ease your mind and after which, hope we can clear things out in a peace manner. Amin!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Ive been shivering since last two days, and the feeling of butterflies in my stomach sucks! :\ i don’t know why, but it really scares me. I am not sick, but my body are all shaky. Maybe i am too worried or nervous, like what baby pearl said yesterday. Frankly speaking, i am so hurt now. Cant tell why, cause ive promised myself not to make it big. I am sick and tired of getting hurt actually :( but for the name of love, i am ready to go through anything with lots of patience. Ahhhh, i miss my date i miss my date i miss my date i miss my date i miss my date! Yes yes yes, i miss him sooo much! :’( on top of that, i feel so touched when baby actually said even though he changed his relationship status to single, we’re over. No, we’re still officially dating and he still loves me. We’re still the same, only the status in his facebook has been changed. It doesn’t matter at all, because its not a big deal for me! --‘&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4252626009399114757?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4252626009399114757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/tak-suke-ah-dengan-hidup-i-sekarang-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4252626009399114757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4252626009399114757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/tak-suke-ah-dengan-hidup-i-sekarang-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-172206495638376982</id><published>2011-04-05T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T02:30:05.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M842xf-k_Bk/TZoGnBoVxQI/AAAAAAAABM0/0EKmCyRuKJg/s1600/dopeguy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M842xf-k_Bk/TZoGnBoVxQI/AAAAAAAABM0/0EKmCyRuKJg/s320/dopeguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591789154856191234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#9900FF;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;yes people, i am dating with hariz wizzy now. *point picture above* so happy that everything has been talked out with him yesterday night. things has been confessed and i have asked some silly questions. but atleast i am having the guts to ask \M/ at first, i did not want to tell anything. but baby pleased me for about 2-3 times. pity la, so i didnt have a choice but to let all out. i am freaking shock that he mentioned the word date while we were on the phone. i did not expect things to happen very smoothly like this. ok yay, so freaking happy that i did not even scold my &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; bestfriend (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;muhd danish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#9900FF;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;) because he did not called me. confident of wanting to call me at 9PM SHARP. ha ha ha, fucking cute bestfriend ive got here :D ive done pm baby, goodnight post and all. what am i gonna do next? sleep. as baby asked me not to stay late night. tomorrow having friendly against hong kah sec. all the way woodlanders~ oh yes, i must say that i am worried of hariz wizzy because he is down with high fever. dah sakit, tak tahu nak duduk rumah, REST! tsk. *rolleyes* grr. i know that my bestfriend is gonna read my blog later on. so yes, this is especially for you, &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; bestfriend :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;though last few days we were going through some tiff and minsunderstandings, i am sure i wont have any grudges on you. remember, who were there for me when im in need? hee, its you la muhd danish! :P i love you very very much ah. if theres anything you wanna share, come come dont shy shy. i am always here for you eventhough i am now dating with hariz wizzy. ok, you know more about me than hariz, fair? so yes, i cant be like very arrogant with you when im with hariz. cant play an act la, easy said(: another thing, pls take good care of my baby girl. the one youre contacting with la. i used to hate and anti her very very much in 2010, but now see! we're okay already. thanks to you, EH NO. cb, dont smile ah you! XD thank god for everything. heard a lot of stories about you from my baby girl tau danish! tsktsktsk. ok laaa, wish me luck for everything. and so will i(: miss you, meet me soon! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;and baby, like what ive mentioned earlier. i treat dating just like in a relationship. you know the reason why i hated being in a dating situation, dont you? you must be fucking special to know everything huh hunny? :P ok, you are you are. i miss you already :( just meet me pretty soon ah. today cannot make it as im having friendly match, and you knew it. but whatever it is, you are still in my heart. still missing my cute dope guy ah then! ha ha ha. omg, i am so bloody rough towards you and ive just realize it. whatever, you will get used to it after some times. kan kan kan? heh(: k la baby, i nak tidur. nanti tidur lambat, dier pulak mrajuk macam baby. why am i smiling widely anyway? :\ oh yes, i know the reason why... fee is falling in love again after 7 months. chit! tahu la dier, tahu la dier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-172206495638376982?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/172206495638376982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-people-i-am-dating-with-hariz-wizzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/172206495638376982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/172206495638376982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-people-i-am-dating-with-hariz-wizzy.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M842xf-k_Bk/TZoGnBoVxQI/AAAAAAAABM0/0EKmCyRuKJg/s72-c/dopeguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6624100783563183102</id><published>2011-03-28T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:52:38.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SsU6EZB_aw/TZB13PLzEmI/AAAAAAAABMs/GVnrQneM-I0/s1600/2010-07-15%2B09.28.08%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SsU6EZB_aw/TZB13PLzEmI/AAAAAAAABMs/GVnrQneM-I0/s320/2010-07-15%2B09.28.08%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589096729396056674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Tak suke cara kau ah girl –-‘ seriously kau dah macam syiok sendiri eh dengan si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-style-textoutline-type:none;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-dpiwidth: .75pt;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-linecap:round;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-join: bevel;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-pctmiterlimit:0%;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-dash: solid;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-align:center;mso-style-textoutline-outlinestyle-compound: simple;mso-effects-glow-color:#EB2722;mso-effects-glow-themecolor:accent2; mso-effects-glow-alpha:40.0%;mso-effects-glow-colortransforms:satm=175000; mso-effects-glow-rad:8.0pt;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;ia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;, ha ha! And well… to you &lt;u style="text-underline:thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;, I do really adore you. But you know I know, why we can’t date or be with each other now :) like what you’ve said to me, if we’d met earlier, you’ll surely fall for me. But who cares, we’re like dating with each other now and this is fuckin’ awesome. I just love the way how we roll with each other, get jealous and feel awkward (Y) I can see that every time we met, I feel so safe in your arms. I just can’t stop looking into your eyes under the stars and the full moon on that night, because that makes me feel the love and care. Yes you, &lt;u style="text-underline:thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt; :} thanks to the both of Them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#0070C0"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; for encouraging me to talk with ya, ha ha. At first I didn’t want to talk with ya, because I feel bad towards that ‘someone’. But on the night where our friends left just the both of us, I feel so upset because of your harsh words. I don’t want to mention anything here as this is fuckin’ personal. You know I know ah &lt;u style="text-underline:thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; :} hopefully you won’t repeat your mistake again eh Pantat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;, he he he. I like it when you sleep on my lap, hug me tightly infront of your friends, put your hands around my waist as we walk, kiss me on my cheek and kept on forcing me to share my stories with you. Ok, harap-harap I post ni semue bia dier baca ah please. Malu lah nak bilang depan dier, so I decided to blog aje laa. Anyway, I miss him already :( this saddened me again whenever I have to go to school and see His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; so called ‘twin’. Muke budak skolah I samer giler babi ok dengan I punye &lt;u style="text-underline: thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;! Sampai kadang-kadang I nak pelok aje budak skolah I tu. Nasib baik I dengan budak skolah I tu tak kenal sangat, kalau tidaaaaaaaaak, mesty I dah treat dier macam &lt;u style="text-underline:thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt; :P oh my god, perangai sia kau fee. Whatever it is, I still have to be strong and face this all. Since I want to aim being single for 1 year, I’ve got so much more time to know my &lt;u style="text-underline:thick"&gt;AwesomeTallBoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt; :} after you’ve read this, PM me ok? Like what we usually do laa. I wanna love love you can? :P k bye. *&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;hughughugkisskisskiss&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6624100783563183102?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6624100783563183102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/tak-suke-cara-kau-ah-girl-seriously-kau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6624100783563183102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6624100783563183102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/tak-suke-cara-kau-ah-girl-seriously-kau.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SsU6EZB_aw/TZB13PLzEmI/AAAAAAAABMs/GVnrQneM-I0/s72-c/2010-07-15%2B09.28.08%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-485999043976413712</id><published>2011-03-25T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:24:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jangan pikeh brother aku dah kene expelled, aku boleh diam ah dengan kau. hah, kau memang besar punye pukimak. oops, sorry ah kalau aku terkasar. brother aku sanggup la sial cover pantat kau and tolong kau, sebab pandang kau brother. abeh biler dah gini, pandai eh kau nk diam kan diri? aku susah susah carik dier untok patah balik sekolah, abeh kau rosak kan dier. eh jantan, walaupon kau mataer dengan babygirl aku, aku taknak pandang kau siape la eh. kau tunggu ah on monday, telinga kau korek dalam dalam dan bukak mate kau besar besar la pukimak. pasal kau, dier kene expelled, takleh klua semue. syabas ah (Y) aku janji aku tak kan kasi kau muke ah this time. taik kau, make sure clear off eh(: thankyouvmuch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bro, aku taknak kau stress stress pasal ni. pasal tu pukimak, aku boleh settle kan ok. kau just dudok rumah and aku try bebual dengan kite punye cikgu sekolah. aku nak kau masok sekolah balek please :( kalau kau takde, aku dah takde bestfriend kat sekolah nak pelok every recess time lagik sia bro. haih, sedih nyeeeeee! but this time i can't cry, cause the more i am sad, i do believe your mood will turn off. i'll talk to your girlfriend later ok. she will and can understand you, 100% sure! kalau kau ade apape nak share ke bebual, please share dengan aku. cause for now, i am the only one that is here for you. and will always be there for you. plus plus, acap and your girlfriend. please k bro, takmu buat macam macam lagik. stop smoking, takmu ton lagik and stuffs. favour ok? i want you to 100% change and show to the school that you can change. sigh, aku yang stress ni. if you're reading this, i want to let you know that i love you. kau lah jiwer aku yang aku paling treasure and sayang untok selamenye. tak kan lupe kau ok, promise *cross finger* k dah, continue facebook chat lah. i love you! *hug tightly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-485999043976413712?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/485999043976413712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/jangan-pikeh-brother-aku-dah-kene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/485999043976413712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/485999043976413712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/jangan-pikeh-brother-aku-dah-kene.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-943735962960855783</id><published>2011-03-15T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:00:06.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJMo71b_uWc/TX-LeUW3AGI/AAAAAAAABMk/UeK1bD4d57c/s1600/IMG_1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJMo71b_uWc/TX-LeUW3AGI/AAAAAAAABMk/UeK1bD4d57c/s320/IMG_1433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584335415939629154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:PMingLiU; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;color:#666699;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:ZH-TW;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Glad that he came onlined and ertertained me. We both did talked a lot when we’re having the conversation. God, he’s fucking one of a kind okay. I adore him despite he is… only lia &amp;amp; god knows best. I don’t want to mention anymore things about what we chatted about and stuffs. Something personal that I don’t wish to share with. Today is the 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, and its their 8monthsarry together. Oh my god, talking about monthsarry, I miss being attached :\ though ive been single for almost 7 months, still I am jealous seeing cute sweet couples :P but hello, I don’t go for relationship because im desperate of wanting to have a boyfriend. Without noticing that my decision is just ridiculous. Ha ha, not anymore! I find at this stage of relationship, its just infatuation :) ever heard of that word? Ha. I don’t want to keep on going through infatuations, all I ever wanted was a true love from a kind soul. And I believe it takes a lot of time. Like what they said, im still young and I shouldn’t rush for relationship now. Concentrate on my studies/families/friends and achieve what I dreamt for. Its gonna be smoother if we’re living without any special guy friends etc. As for that, ive made up my mind that I’ll stay single until im 16-17 years old. Insyallah, with god’s will. The plan for holiday at Batam was cancelled by mom --, I don’t like it when mom start cancelling off the plans! Thought of wanting to shop at there’s boutique. But see see, plan has been cancelled. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Macam tahu tahu aje yg aku ni nak habiskan duit mak aku&lt;/i&gt;! :D but who cares? Maybe I’ll get my digital/dslr camera this week. Before 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; la pls mom, pls? Hehe. Tomorrow I gotta talk to her, well~ Tahu la aku nak psycho mak sendiri ;P I think that’s all for tonight’s post. I’ll try my very best to update often ok? Muwahs. Good night to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:PMingLiU;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:ZH-TW;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00B050"&gt;MISTER M&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666699"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00B0F0"&gt;MISTER Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-943735962960855783?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/943735962960855783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/glad-that-he-came-onlined-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/943735962960855783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/943735962960855783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/glad-that-he-came-onlined-and.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yJMo71b_uWc/TX-LeUW3AGI/AAAAAAAABMk/UeK1bD4d57c/s72-c/IMG_1433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1915605921161490446</id><published>2011-03-15T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:13:45.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INdJ74gyDwU/TX5L3L02PLI/AAAAAAAABMc/UL_MwqBx-ek/s1600/IMG_1422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INdJ74gyDwU/TX5L3L02PLI/AAAAAAAABMc/UL_MwqBx-ek/s320/IMG_1422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583983999425330354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5Rid9x3OXU/TX5L24BkDFI/AAAAAAAABMU/lWdsfsJEt7k/s1600/IMG_1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A5Rid9x3OXU/TX5L24BkDFI/AAAAAAAABMU/lWdsfsJEt7k/s320/IMG_1415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583983994109955154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I dah malas nak update blog, heh (: takde mase, lazy busy bee laa please. Cheh, feeling feeling busy bee aje aku ni. Padahal malas ade ah. Ok, hari ni kelakar gila ah please. Nizam tahu kenape. Ade dua lelaki ni mintak I patch and lagi satu mintak I stead. Wahahahahas! ;D I dah lamer kan takde mataer, so macam I feel very funny when lelaki mintak mintak ni semua. Dah gitu takpe, I reject both. Sebab I kate yg I belum ready nk fall for anyone nor get into any relationship. Abeh biler I tanye kenape tibe tibe kan, dia cakap yg dia jealous tgok couple couple dekat luar and dia masey sayang I. awww, sweet nye dia punya sweet talk. Mintak kene sepak dahi pon ade ah! I tak suke and tak selesa biler lelaki yg I tak suke, sweet talk dgn i. cause I rase mcm very sweaty gitu eh, biler lelaki yg I tk suka sweet talk :D on top of that, nizam cerita kan I pasal lelaki nombor 2 tuu! Omg, I kekek kekek siak. Tros I ckap dgn nizam yg I mintak maaf sgt sgt, I tak lpk dgn matrep lowlives. Seriously I mmg tk sangke yg dia macam gitu ah, cause dia mmg handsome, but perangai masyallah! D: thanks ah nizam sebab u bilang I siang siang pasal dia. Kalau taaaaaak, confirm I tersangkot sia dengan kata kata manis dia. Eee, tak suke laa, hahahahahaha! Ok da diam eh fee :x so yes, tadi I browse dekat hot guys I punya facebook profile. Omg omg omg, caih banyak banyak laa okay. I sampai pekik pekik dalam rumah mcm pompan gila kene rasok hantu sia tengok gambar gambar diorang dalam facebook. Yg paling cute and hot I punya Mister M ah siol~ liababy tahu laa siape org tuu, heh. Besok maybe I dah takde dekat Singapore. MAYBE I pergi batam dengan ibu and aqil aje. I cakap dengan ibu I nak capai camera dslr or digital camera before 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; march. AWESOME! \m/ tak sabar laa untok 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; march. Confirm happening and best gilaaaaaaaaa~ sayang my babies pls. Terutama sekali liababy, bibibaby!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, korang tahu tak yang dari tadi I tengah ade problem dengan iPhone I for 3 hours?! :( I sedih dan geram gila ah cb. Kaaaaaaaaaaan, dah start lagik. Mane lia nii? Jumpe si Dia tak tahu nak balek seyy. Xoxoxoxoxoxo aje u ni baby ;p ok fee jealous siak perangai .______. I tak tahu but I really envy cute loving hot couples. Oh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, when will it be my turn? :{ kenape laa u tinggalkan I dy? If not we’re gonna be the happiest couple everrrrrrrr. And you’ll be my last. Awwwwww, sweet nye! But dream on aje laa fee, he’s not yours anymore. Lagipun if im still with him, I wouldn’t have any freedom like this. Klua every Saturday, lepak dengan laki, balik malam gila and takya jumpe dia. HAHAHAHAHA! That’s the best part I like. Cause most of my babies said that I change a lot when im with him. Aduuuuuuuuuuuui, tak suke pls org ckp I brubah bila I dengan 2306 :( I sedih, sebab I macam lupa kawan bila I dengan dia. Blegh, but that’s the past. I wouldn’t want to prioritize any guys before my babygirls anymore. Except for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Husnul Khaleel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Putra Aly Qanafiyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Muhd Hairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Muhd Khalili &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Amaluddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;! Sweeeeeeeets~ I sayang ni lima lima lelaki okayyyyy. Oh and, I dengan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;color:red;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;Amal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;color:#FF66CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;dah okay okay baby taw :D suke laa! Hee. Hopefully everything will be like normal again please. Insyallah amin! :’) I ingat sia, biler I dengan dia masey belum okay, kita dua asyek tgok each other and give one of a kind look. Macam nk senyum, tapi rase bersalah. Nak tegur tapi segan. HAHAHAHAHA! I tahu kita cute ttm, tk payah laa cakap. I dah tahu (: cheh, self proclaimed sendiri siak aku .___________________. Tkpe laa, high self esteem kan kan kan kan! :P I rase sampai disini sahaja laa. I daa type panjang panjang ni, ape lagi! Formspring I ah please? :) Yay, tayang you. Muwah! :-*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1915605921161490446?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1915605921161490446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dah-malas-nak-update-blog-heh-takde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1915605921161490446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1915605921161490446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dah-malas-nak-update-blog-heh-takde.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INdJ74gyDwU/TX5L3L02PLI/AAAAAAAABMc/UL_MwqBx-ek/s72-c/IMG_1422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7043417838535772487</id><published>2011-03-10T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:44:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v62KkWIjdH4/TXjSlLTNQPI/AAAAAAAABMM/CI89PSdock0/s1600/IMG_0040%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v62KkWIjdH4/TXjSlLTNQPI/AAAAAAAABMM/CI89PSdock0/s320/IMG_0040%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582443274256072946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:black;mso-themecolor:text1;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;“FROM NOW ONWARDS, I WANNA PRAY TO GOD AND HOPEFULLY HE HEARS ME WELL.“&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I don’t know who else I want to pour out my feelings to, I only have my blogger. I don’t think I should share with neither sister nor brother, as am not really comfortable with it. Today went out with mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; and we did not plan for anything today. It was so last minute! But I enjoyed myself with mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;. As we walk, we had few conversations. And I told her that I’ve been dreaming the same scary dreams this whole week. And it is… to lose her forever :( that is my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;BIGGEST FEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; of all okay. Since I was a little, I’m really afraid of losing my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;. And I can’t imagine things without her. Yes, it’s going to be awkward and awful of course. After telling her, she have been making me upset. She kept on saying about her death will come soon and she can feel it. Ugh! :’( I don’t know if it’s just a joke or no. Because this is not the first time mom have been talking about death, millions of times already! But today, I felt different. When I reached home, there was no one. And I quickly called mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; for key as every of my family members are outside busy with their own stuffs. And she did came by cab just to gave me the keys. Secondly, am having my menstruation today. So I called mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; again, where is the sanitary pad. She didn’t pick up… And from there, I cried. Not because of my menstruation. But because of how I need my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; so much. Even for the small things, I’ll find her. Yes, mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; is my everything now. Everytime I’m having problems, I’ll immediately find her without any hesitations. I wish God will grant my wish, my only wish. To make my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; live longer with me, because I’m still young. I need her love, care and courage. And I want to show her that I’m really grateful to have her. What I’ve been wanting, she granted it. But my sins towards her is just beyond words. I’m sorry mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, I really do. Although I’d always talk back and raise my voice, I didn’t meant to. I couldn’t control myself, you know me best mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;. Oh my god, I feel like crying again. I can’t continue this post, but all I can say is… I don’t want to lose someone very very very precious in my life ever since 1997. Yes, and that’s her, Zuraidah Bte Osman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;. Your unconditional love can’t be replace by money nor my happiness. I love you, and I don’t want to lose you :( its really too soon for me. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt; font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-7043417838535772487?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7043417838535772487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-now-onwards-i-wanna-pray-to-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7043417838535772487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7043417838535772487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-now-onwards-i-wanna-pray-to-god.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v62KkWIjdH4/TXjSlLTNQPI/AAAAAAAABMM/CI89PSdock0/s72-c/IMG_0040%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7420867528142488542</id><published>2011-03-09T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T22:28:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-nnxUTYFKY/TXeOIwzT17I/AAAAAAAABME/JweJ3WMDz2U/s1600/bimbyslove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG5xZ7Zf0FI/TXeNxXi4oPI/AAAAAAAABK0/X5XJJ8ZmM2s/s320/bimbyslove10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582086142422458610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YANG NI CUTE AH PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Im fucking happy that im gonna be meeting this special someone on this date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; yes, saw that cap above? Im loving the cap so much please. Everytime if I were to see anyone using it, I’ll be shouting like hell and asking my babies to take the snap back cap from the person. Like what I did just now in woodlands stadium when we are having sports heat. Sumpah I kecoh ah please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; but I still love how the way I roll with my babies in school. I’ll be the most outspoken and supporting one among all. Oh please ah, I don’t like being the shy shy ones among them. Cause it sucks big time! *thumbs down* boring laa okay if im not hyper. Betul tak babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;? Hee. Okay okay, I know ive not been blogging for such a long time right? (: yes, am really lazy to log in this filthy blog. Ive been going out a lot these days. After school, I wont go back home straight eh. I’ll just hang around in school’s canteen or maybe, slack at my usual babe’s place, hee. Well, just enjoy the pictures laa okay. I don’t really take pictures these days, sorry. But today, im fucking excited with the snap back cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#00CC00;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I swear I’ll grab it this weekend! Just wait and see. (: anyway anyway, besok adalah hari jadi *screaaaaaaaaams* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:red; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;KHAIRIN FITRIYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;! Omg omg, sayang dan rindu tia banyak banyak ah please. ): last week I didn’t really enjoyed myself with her as there is some problems going on.. so yes! Maybe this weekend huh baby? ^^ I think I should just go now laa okay. Malas nak type panjang panjang please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#00CC00;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;k bye ah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#00CC00; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:solid windowtext 1.0pt; mso-border-alt:solid windowtext .5pt;padding:1.0pt 4.0pt 1.0pt 4.0pt; background:#CCCCFF"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;background:#CCCCFF;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none; border:none;mso-border-alt:solid windowtext .5pt;padding:0cm;mso-padding-alt: 1.0pt 4.0pt 1.0pt 4.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#002060;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;And to you, though we have not been talking and seeing each other for more than a month, don’t predict that I don’t love you anymore please? There’s no such this as I don’t love you anymore. Because you have been there always for me, back then. But I don’t think you’ll have the same feeling as me after what had happened before. Bebe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#002060; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, remember you’re still the best that used to be mine. Though we’re apart now, hopefully we won’t stop loving and thinking about each other as best friends. Yes, I miss being your only best girl friend that you would always pampered etc. (‘: I really miss your sweetness, the caring behavior that you’d. Since she’s yours now, last long. (: Alhamdulillah god gave us this path, so I won’t lie to you and so don’t you. Please bebe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#002060; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;, don’t look back and try to mend things like back then please. Am begging you, :( I don’t want to get hurt nor hurt you no more. Enough of all those tears and broken hearts, because now, you’re my history and there’s only memories that are left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:9.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Tahoma&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#002060; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-7420867528142488542?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7420867528142488542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/yang-ni-cute-ah-pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7420867528142488542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7420867528142488542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/yang-ni-cute-ah-pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-nnxUTYFKY/TXeOIwzT17I/AAAAAAAABME/JweJ3WMDz2U/s72-c/bimbyslove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-3132043886975069996</id><published>2011-03-03T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:05:02.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-k1Mxo0Rmg/TW-79D2zcAI/AAAAAAAABKs/fE-lJyXXSYE/s1600/IMG_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-k1Mxo0Rmg/TW-79D2zcAI/AAAAAAAABKs/fE-lJyXXSYE/s320/IMG_1235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579885121016918018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%; color:#CC00CC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Ee, please eh. I tak suke sia tengok biler laki yang I dah pernah dengan dier, pakai namer and whatever shit it is dengan pompan baru dier. Haha~ please eh, what’s past is past! Tkya payah lah please nak buat aku sakit mata by posting all those pictures and words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#FF0066;background: yellow;mso-highlight:yellow;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Please be glad that I’ve reached my sixth months single. Unlike you, pfft. Banyak bual banyak bedek ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#CC00CC"&gt;I tak rase I nak post lagik panjang ah eh. Cause I geli lah tengok orang yang tengah main dengan I punya OLD TOYS! _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%;color:#FF0066;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-3132043886975069996?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3132043886975069996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/ee-please-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3132043886975069996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3132043886975069996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/03/ee-please-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-k1Mxo0Rmg/TW-79D2zcAI/AAAAAAAABKs/fE-lJyXXSYE/s72-c/IMG_1235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5858479183846802085</id><published>2011-02-23T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:34:47.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhL0BYdlh-I/TWUM2rLJA2I/AAAAAAAABKc/vdSwjC6nbcI/s1600/PalatSinmiedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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 mso-para-margin-top:0cm;  mso-para-margin-right:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt;  mso-para-margin-left:0cm;  line-height:115%;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:22pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Yes babies, FEE IS ATTACHED TO PALAT SINMIEDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:20pt;color:red;"   &gt;♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:22pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:22pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;-- takmu tanye-tanye lagik please after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Will be inactive for the meantime because I’m currently busy with school, still :) can’t wait for 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;! Meeting TiaBaby, LiaBaby and moreeee~ and not to forget, PALAT SINMIEDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt; ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Haha, no time to do a proper post tonight. So many things to catch up, especially my maths revision. Tomorrow maths and science paper. Ha ha ha! Got that feeling I’ll fail my SCIENCE ._. before I go, I’m so excited about my maths test result! I scored 94/100 please! :’) HEHEHE, bangge 22 seconds ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;K enough of it eh, 220211&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:red;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);font-size:12pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5858479183846802085?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5858479183846802085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/normal-0-false-false-false-en-sg-zh-tw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5858479183846802085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5858479183846802085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/normal-0-false-false-false-en-sg-zh-tw.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jhL0BYdlh-I/TWUM2rLJA2I/AAAAAAAABKc/vdSwjC6nbcI/s72-c/PalatSinmiedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6438855980049321001</id><published>2011-02-14T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:26:52.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4M8NMWrV00/TVlATxbGXWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/IXFxmXJi770/s1600/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4M8NMWrV00/TVlATxbGXWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/IXFxmXJi770/s320/IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573556722276392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;I can go crazy thinking about it, seriously. I need to calm down, take a deep breath and think wisely what am I going to do next. Though it hurts seeing someone else happy with the other one, I still have to move on and make it my own way. I can’t really rely on fate and go on with the flow. Sigh, this is life. I can’t even predict things, be it happiness or sadness. The only thing I shall do now is to pray and don’t forget God. He’s the only one know what’s awaiting me. So yea, just go with it nurafiqah! Be the strongest girl ever and show them that you still can make it through the end without any doubts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;I feared because I care, love, understand, afraid of losing etc. I know I’d rather lose him as a boyfriend than a best friend/spiritual brother. But I’m too sensitive. I can’t even stand with it when I see him with other girls are shit talking or even smiling with each other. I know that my insecurities are overwhelming me too much. But these are my true feelings. I’ve got the right to be jealous, girl’s heart are as fragile as a glass. And worst, I’m brittle. I might be tough in the outside, but only God knows my true character. I can cry the whole week just because of it. This isn’t any other fairy tales, but this is MY STORY – MY LIFE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;color:#FF0066"&gt;I don’t understand why after my 14 years of living, these kind of pressure occurs. Is it because the wiser you get, the more you’ll be pressurizes? I’ve never ever predicted that things would be this way. This isn’t a good start at all, because I’m going through with a lot of insecurities, jealousy and disheartening feelings. I really hate being in such situation! I really do. But how can I prevent from those feelings? =( it’s not easy to run away from your problems. The more you run, the more it will come and hunt you. But I’m really hoping that this won’t just stay the way how it started to be. I don’t want to just look at him and feel awkward. No, there’s no such thing. I want him to know though he had to say those hurtful words to me, I can still live with it and cherish everything that I’m holding onto now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066"&gt;Despite those sadness, I still feel the luckiest and the happiest girl ever to have him as a best friend/spiritual brother. Though we change in many different ways, but I promise I won’t lose my firm grip anymore. Because the one I’m holding onto now is so precious in my life. We’ve been going through a lot of jokes, laughter, sadness etc. with each other for almost a year. And I can’t find any other guys to replace his position as the best guy friend ever! It take months or more to heal and mend everything and make things back to normal like before. And I’ve ask for some time from him. Hopefully he understands me best, insyallah! Will have to get some sleep now, tomorrow I’m going to face more of it. I’ve got things to solve, soccer to attend, homework to be done and study hard for my upcoming tests! Pressure~ before I end everything here, didn’t I told you guys I love Maths so much this year? Ha Ha! Thanks to my favourite Maths teacher, Mr Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color:#FF0066"&gt;♥&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;! Alright, God bless me always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg 2&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6438855980049321001?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6438855980049321001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-can-go-crazy-thinking-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6438855980049321001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6438855980049321001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-can-go-crazy-thinking-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R4M8NMWrV00/TVlATxbGXWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/IXFxmXJi770/s72-c/IMG_1055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5622073485707358748</id><published>2011-02-09T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:29:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;F: kaki aku sakit, sial :(&lt;br /&gt;A: haha..sorie liao&lt;br /&gt;F: aje?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;" &gt;A: and sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang ko..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: awww, melts. hahahaha. sayang kau jugak pls! &lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm fucking touched by that! So happy, can't describe how happy am I today. Thanks to Him♥ for everything can? Ha! :D we aren't in good terms few days back. But today was hell fine for Us♥ after school when we were slacking. Aw~ I don't know why I can't drag this sensitive feelings on Him♥. Am so lucky to have a Bestfriend♥ like Him♥. But ON TOP OF THAT, something bad happened when We♥ were riding the bicycle. (He ride me, AW!♥♥) and from there, We♥ were okay already. :') He♥ went riding too fast, going down the HUMP, and I slipped! Guess what happened? I injured my right leg! D: and reallyyyyyyyyyy, I feel like crying my heart out when it happened. It was painful, Ugh~ AllyVainy♥ helped me to put some oilment and plaster at her house. It feels like in HELL okay. Bleah! :| all thanks to Him♥ this happened. Bodoh Nya kaaaaaaaaau~ :D andddddddddddddddddddd, what Am happy about is, ♥HUSNULKHALEEL♥ is going to school tomorrow. Oh my God!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Am gonna eat. Cause Mom♥ just brought in some hotdogs! Behind me, HAHAHA. Yayness~ whatever it is, BYE. I love si DIA♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5622073485707358748?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5622073485707358748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/f-kaki-aku-sakit-sial-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5622073485707358748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5622073485707358748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/f-kaki-aku-sakit-sial-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1105189185422351668</id><published>2011-02-04T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:35:38.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant believe it, ha ha ha! Someone has been asking me a lot about Amal &amp; Afyq. And I seriously don't like it. I'm too secure about it, sensitive too, of course. And if it's not too obvious, Amal &amp; me are just best friends. We're only like brother &amp; sister. Nothing else, I assume. Don't ever mention that we're an item, please, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, I wish things will get better between me &amp; HusnulKhaleel. My most precious best guy friend. Only god knows how much I treasure him in my heart. He have been convincing me a lot about life &amp; moving on with a smile. Aw, I still remember when he said I'm his most lovable best girl friend ever. No girl friend of his ever hugged him that tight like I do. And I cared so much about him till I don't even want to bother about myself. Yes, 24/7 HusnulKhaleel's name will be uttered from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not that he's special in his appearance. I go for his kind soul, he would always prioritize me &amp; never make me feel upset nor left over. He's the friend that I ever wished for, the one that have been there when I'm in need. Despite for those misunderstandings had happened on November 2010, I can't find myself having grudges on him. Cause if I do, I promise I won't need any other guy friends. In friendship, I have to give in, forgive, forget, love, care, trust, understand &amp; support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use calling myself a friend when I don't have this 8 character in myself. Most importantly is our care &amp; support to that friend of ours. Despite my best friend is in the opposite sex of mine, I would thank god for the greatest gift in 2010. Though he's a guy, he understands me more than my uncountable baby girls does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I shall say that Muhd Hairy is also one of them. We treat each other just like biological siblings &amp; I'm proud of it. He have been guiding me a lot. Yes, his daily motto, THIS IS LIFE. Frankly, it's irritating when he kept saying the same word randomly in one day. Not only once okay, more than thrice. Ha ha, he's cute. I know right :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go further, I would like to tell you guys that me &amp; Muhd Hairy were so called 'enemies' back then in 2008/2009. This is hilarious, seriously. I would laugh forever if I really have to recall everything. Those shoutings, vulgarities, stares, bad-talks. There's a lot more I assume. But in the end, we forgive &amp; forget. And now you guys look at the overcome. We're going on very well aren't we? But I thank god for everything. Without his plans, I wouldn't be as happy as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't frown nor upset anymore without having any boyfriend for 2011, insyallah. Cause god decide, not me. Whatever is gonna happen next, I would just go on with the flow. No boyfriend, oh, that's not a big problem. Cause I still have my Amaluddin, HusnulKhaleel, MuhdHairy &amp; the rest :'&gt; I'm the happiest girl now, despite shit has been occurring. Yay~ I love you God. And to those who have been cursing my life, to-hell-with-you! Oopsy, I shouldn't have been too straight forward. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end everything, I would like to thank those who have been very nice &amp; bitchy at the same time alright? Forgive &amp; forget about the past, move on, chins up &amp; live to the fullest while you still have the chance. No use having grudges, I swear~ that's all for today's advice &amp; bragging okay? Soon babies! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1105189185422351668?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1105189185422351668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-believe-it-ha-ha-ha-someone-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1105189185422351668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1105189185422351668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-believe-it-ha-ha-ha-someone-has.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6817318237809512335</id><published>2011-02-01T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:40:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TUf-h3qY6zI/AAAAAAAABJg/qq_Vcs68On4/s1600/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TUf-h3qY6zI/AAAAAAAABJg/qq_Vcs68On4/s320/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568699322097789746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Things happen for a reason, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi all, sorry for the hiatus! Have been very busy in January, no jokes. From the stat of school, I only absent myself for A DAY. Much better, huh? Alright, lets skip this. Saw that picture above? Yes, my spiritual brother. Met him just now, *shake butts* I'm so touched because he came all the way down to Woodlands @ 10:30AM from Tanglin just to meet me. Isn't that sweet enough? Ha. But shit has been happening a lot today. God~ :&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, 3 people cried. Me, Husnul &amp;amp; Babypearl. Won't be stating anything here. A lot of eyes watching, mouth spreading news &amp;amp; ears hearing to rumours ;p I still feel guilty over 2 things. And only the ones who were there just now knows what. But thank God that everything is hell fine now. Oh oh oh! Heard that someone will be attached tomorrow? Bleah! :x I don't even wanna know about the overcome eh. Thou he's... okay whatever! Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actaully I wrote something long in my iPhone's note about Husnul &amp;amp; Hairy Azman! But I don't think I'll post now. Soon ah soon (: hopefully tomorrow's gonna be a very cheerful day for me &amp;amp; the others. *prays* WAIT! I'm hungry plsx. Oh so fat you NURAFIQAH BTE MOHD ZIN ;p whatever it is, I still miss love my HUSNUL KHALEEL BIN HASNULLAH ♥ the bestest guy everrrrr who would do anything just for me! ;) I love ya brother, really I do. You gave me the strength everytime I'm in need. Despite you're far away &amp;amp; you don't go to school always, I still feel the spirit in US. Ya know, the OLD US in 2010. Me, Irah, Amaluddin &amp;amp; yourself? Ha. We're hell fine, hell sweet plsx. People might predict that we're couples with their naked eye. But little did they know, we're just sisters &amp;amp; brothers. I think that's all for today's post. I promise I'll update again. Nightsz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6817318237809512335?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6817318237809512335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-happen-for-reason-hi-all-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6817318237809512335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6817318237809512335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-happen-for-reason-hi-all-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TUf-h3qY6zI/AAAAAAAABJg/qq_Vcs68On4/s72-c/DSC02218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1207589922265671266</id><published>2011-01-29T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T14:34:13.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all, I'm blogging via iPhone now. So no picture, hehehe! I'm so frustrated with Putri Shaghira plsx! _l_ too sensitive. Ha ha ha! Kay whatever, I don't mind. Still, I care for her. That's why I still bother asking. She's far away from me &amp; Singapore, so she won't know how I feel. Shoots, I love my Greatest Cousin. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1207589922265671266?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1207589922265671266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-all-im-blogging-via-iphone-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1207589922265671266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1207589922265671266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-all-im-blogging-via-iphone-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7015338219082507797</id><published>2011-01-21T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T19:06:44.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTlQ-ItaH3I/AAAAAAAABJM/UQpO2uO63Fk/s1600/IMG_0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTlQ-ItaH3I/AAAAAAAABJM/UQpO2uO63Fk/s320/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564567843013009266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You taught me how to moved on, right? So now, am moving on with all the experience that you'd taught me. :) thanks for being silly, funny, caring, loving &amp;amp; understanding all these while. Without you, I won't moved on after 3 months awaiting for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Abdul Ariffin&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks again, luv. I bet after this, I won't have to text nor call you anymore. Since you want that to happen, so be it. Thanks for making me as your object. I'll know why you did this to me, don't worry. It takes time okay? But I'm just dissapointed with ya. You're not responsible for what you've done. You let me into pressure &amp;amp; I'm the one with her who had to settle things out. What's all these? I just don't get you :\ I think there's one sentence for you. Looks can be deceiving. (: only God knows what I mean by that. Hope you'll be fine when I'm away. Remember, what goes around comes around alright. Hopefully KARMA hits you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTlY7G1mLEI/AAAAAAAABJU/4XiGALxnWQA/s320/IMG_0671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite I was very upset &amp;amp; frustated over those problems, I still have my bestfriend, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;KhalSatsiao&lt;/span&gt;. He's super supportive &amp;amp; understanding. I love confessing &amp;amp; telling him about my stories ya know. Its feels so heaven &amp;amp; earth after letting out to him. ;) not only him okay, I also have my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nur Azyan Izyani&lt;/span&gt; ALWAYS in my heart &amp;amp; by my side. Aw, I love this both bestest so muchy much many many much! ♥♥ I don't know what to elaborate actually. But I think I'm gonna be with that someone soon~ HAHAHA! :D insyallah! But I don't date with my spiritual brother ya know ;p but who cares. Love can't be judge. :\ alright that's all for today I guess. Post sooner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-7015338219082507797?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7015338219082507797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-taught-me-how-to-moved-on-right-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7015338219082507797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7015338219082507797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-taught-me-how-to-moved-on-right-so.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTlQ-ItaH3I/AAAAAAAABJM/UQpO2uO63Fk/s72-c/IMG_0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2763354233687480734</id><published>2011-01-18T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T17:02:17.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTaoeNZ89vI/AAAAAAAABJE/_HPkVSRd83Q/s1600/IMG_0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTaoeNZ89vI/AAAAAAAABJE/_HPkVSRd83Q/s320/IMG_0569.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563819626610882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, why didn't you tell me from the start about this? Why now, today, at the wrong timing? Why must we fight &amp;amp; get into conflicts each &amp;amp; everyday just because of her? I can't help it. From the first time I knew you, you're not like this. I know people change. But now, you're hurting me more &amp;amp; more. I know I've said though you're not treating me fairly, am still gonna be happy because I'm still yours &amp;amp; all I know is, I LOVE YOU. But baby, you've to feel what I feel. Don't think about yourself. Have atleast a thought for me plsx? :'&lt; I couldn't make it if you're not here. If it isn't because of you, I wouldn't change into better. I would always throw tantrums &amp;amp; such. :'( ugh baby, ya know I miss you so much right?!! Why must this kind of things are happening? WHY?!! x'( you couldn't feel how I feel cause you're not me who have been going through a lot all these while. But still, I gotta thank you for EVERYTHING. I'm still gonna follow with the flow after this. I won't be replying you because of many reasons k bay. But remember, you know I LOVE YOU the MOST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2763354233687480734?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2763354233687480734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-why-didnt-you-tell-me-from-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2763354233687480734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2763354233687480734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/baby-why-didnt-you-tell-me-from-start.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTaoeNZ89vI/AAAAAAAABJE/_HPkVSRd83Q/s72-c/IMG_0569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2521856002977263904</id><published>2011-01-16T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:24:16.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTMKU9z8_SI/AAAAAAAABI8/VMFNFdiEws4/s1600/IMG_0548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTMKU9z8_SI/AAAAAAAABI8/VMFNFdiEws4/s320/IMG_0548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562801320038825250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello people, I'm here to update my blog. Duh, hahaha! :D I'm a happy girl on the 15th okay. Despite I've been cursing this date a lot, but this month I'm gonna love it. Only for this month, I repeat, ONLY FOR THIS MONTH! :) me &amp;amp; Beby are now back to normal. *YAYNESS!* I thank God for everything. The smooth plans that you'd planned for the both of us was AWESOME. I love you God. So now, I've learnt a lot from those fights. See, if it wasn't because of the fight, I won't open my eyes widely that Alfz is important &amp;amp; I should appreciate him. Okay, I know I was selfish &amp;amp; ego back then.. but everyone deserve a second chance &amp;amp; everyone have their flaws/dark sides right? So yeah, hopefully after this everything's gonna turn out very well. Better than what I'm expecting for okay? On top of that, tonight I'm so sadist because of some things. Firstly, Beby is sick because just now, it's raining &amp;amp; Beby didn't listened to me. Before I ended the last text, I asked Beby to take care of himself okay!-.- and now, he's SICK. I don't like it when my luv is sick, frankly. It worries me, plsx. Recover very soon darling. *hugs* secondly, Beby's sleeping without telling me. He left me alone now, gosh~ :( I waited for Beby till he reach home. And when he's homed, he brought me bad news. And after he bathed, we texted for a while &amp;amp; till now, NO REPLY! Heartbroken okay, really I am. I don't like it when Beby left me alone while he's sleeping soundly. Oh wait, I shall understand that he's sick. But f'yeah, I still want my reply! I wanna know what Baby's reply gonna be. *DEEP BREATHS* alright, don't wanna vent my anger on Beby anymore. Will send him my goodnight text &amp;amp; I'll boom to bed &amp;amp; quickly head to my Lala Land~ :D I think that's all for today's post. Will post soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2521856002977263904?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2521856002977263904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-people-im-here-to-update-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2521856002977263904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2521856002977263904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-people-im-here-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTMKU9z8_SI/AAAAAAAABI8/VMFNFdiEws4/s72-c/IMG_0548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-9117077240134254765</id><published>2011-01-15T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:59:36.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTFFafKXU8I/AAAAAAAABI0/9MNanNzintA/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTFFafKXU8I/AAAAAAAABI0/9MNanNzintA/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562303336123159490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry for the sudden hiatus again people. Am such a laze to update my filthy blog though it's beautiful ;p okay drop that topic. So basically, yesterday I just came back from my 3D2N London Trip. Okay pardon, I was just kidding. 3D2N NYAA CAMP. It was AWESOME, I emphasize, AWESOME. 2G has been putting up smile &amp;amp; laughters in life through out the camp. Though for the first day of camp I was feeling sick (headache), they won't fail to to cheer me up. I didn't told the camp leaders nor Ms. Selvi that I was sick because... I won't get the chance to go for the CRC if I were to be brought to the _______ compound. I don't know what it's called. :D but overall, the camp wasn't a regret. The most awesome moment was CAMPFIRE NIGHT! I still miss it though. Hehehe! I'm gonna give 2011's NYAA CAMP a TWO THUMBS UP okay!! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite those joyfulness that I had on my 3D2N camp with my fellow mates, I shall also tell you guys that sadness did occur me. :( I missed Alfz too much till it leads me to moodiness &amp;amp; sadness. I kept on telling AllyVainy the same phrase every day &amp;amp; night. "Nak message ke taknak eh? Aku rindu Alfz ah. :(" before I had gone to my Lala Land, I would always want to send Alfz a goodnight message. But in the end, I didn't. I was too confused over these messed up situations. I don't even know if I'm still his Baby Girlfriend or no? ;( today's the first time in 2011 I'm crying. Though it's the first tear drop, I'm not gonna regret. Cause it's worth crying for my only precious guy. I know I'm at fault. I've been very annoying &amp;amp; selfish to him till it leads to arguments. I've got to be serious &amp;amp; to be a little bit secure this time round. Cause back then, I was 100% secure till I can't be bothered with anything that's going on. All in my mind is, EVERYTHING IS FINE &amp;amp; NOTHING TO BE WORRIED OF. Yes, I gotta admit that. I know that I've gone beyond his limitations. And I'm really guilty for that. Since we were in contact from November 2010, I can't find a way or another to love another guy except ALFZBEBY. Yes, only him that I love. And for this, it gave me a wake up call from my night dreams. Learn how to give in more than he does and DON'T BE SELFISH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight, I'll have to solve things out &amp;amp; explain everything to Beby why I've been acting weirdly. Yes darling, I'm really sorry if I've not been telling you the truth all these while. :( you're the precious guy in me &amp;amp; I don't think any guy can replace you in my heart yet. Little did I know, you're just too important to me that leads me to sadness despite I'm a change girl now. You know me well, Beby. YES YOU DO! :'( will have to meet you sooner k happiness? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! I know I've not been saying this simple 5 words to ya for such a long time. And tonight, I'm gonna be utterly sweet to ya, I PROMISE. :') for the sake of our love k Beby? I wanna save this love before it's too late, seriously. I swear I miss talking to ya ALFZBEBY! :( alright, I think I've express everything, no? Its better for me to express my feelings to my Baby Boyfriend tonight. :') can't wait to look at the overcome. No sarcastic words okay Nurafiqah! Its time for you to give in more than him. Okay, stay tune~&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/5672026873514674462-9117077240134254765?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9117077240134254765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry-for-sudden-hiatus-again-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/9117077240134254765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/9117077240134254765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry-for-sudden-hiatus-again-people.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TTFFafKXU8I/AAAAAAAABI0/9MNanNzintA/s72-c/IMG_0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-610605948943164872</id><published>2011-01-04T21:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:32:23.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s1600/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s320/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327741287151186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloLgnENI/AAAAAAAABIc/-scv-4SwvN0/s1600/IMG_0323%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloLgnENI/AAAAAAAABIc/-scv-4SwvN0/s320/IMG_0323%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327737319887058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMln42rhVI/AAAAAAAABIU/v89YZeEPqDQ/s1600/IMG_0319%25281%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMln42rhVI/AAAAAAAABIU/v89YZeEPqDQ/s320/IMG_0319%25281%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327732312180050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMlnoVgu-I/AAAAAAAABIM/7BNqSCJa4JQ/s1600/IMG_0317%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMlnoVgu-I/AAAAAAAABIM/7BNqSCJa4JQ/s320/IMG_0317%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327727878093794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greeting peoples, first day of school was tremendous and of course, hectic to the max. :( was really quiet in school but somehow, I do talk a lot with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Alishahirafiqah &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Shahiralishafiqah. This year, our form teacher is Ms. Selvi &amp;amp; Ms. Shen! :{ I miss the moment with my 2010 form teachers, aw! My Sec1s are no nerds and decent, what the.. it wasn't like how I've been expecting for. But whatever it is, WELCOME TO THE WOODLANDS FAMILY. Okay, I'm giving a speech like Mr.Tan and Mrs.Woo, JOKES! XD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, slack around school and talk things out with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Shahiralishafiqah about something. I can see that she's going through a lot of downs these days, and I'm so upset plsz. :( but I'm always here for 7516&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; always. :) they're the pillar of my strength, the sisters to my soul. I'm glad to have the two of them okay, no regrets. After which, went to Yishun to meet PalatSinmiedo. Before meeting PalatSinmiedo, we had our lunch at MacDonald's. Me and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Alishahirafiqah had McSpicy! Om nyom nyom~ (Y)(Y) then, meet some of the Sinmiedo Guys. Er er, shall I really brag about everything till the end? Cause I'm fucking tired. I need to dye my hair black before hitting the sheets. Oh my my, no more spot checks please for tomorrow. Oh and, I don't wanna feel moody tomorrow. Cause MAYBE I'm meeting Bestie (SYAHIRAHSMALLKID&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;) and take her infront of her school as I'm leaving the school earlier than her which is at... 1230PM! *SHAKES BUTT* :P hopefully the teachers will let us go ON TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end everything, I'm gonna say that I still  miss that someone despite we just met just now. =\ see, so fast right? Can't believe this. But when I saw his face, I feel like melting on the floor and roll like one bitch partying like there's no tomorrow. Aha, crazy over him~ :D and and and, next week on the 12th I'm going for my 3 days 2 night NYAA CAMP. Cock right, walau! HAHAHAHA. Before I go for my 3D2N trip to 'LONDON' (ROFL), I might be meeting that someone and the others first! ;___; I think that's all for tonight. Shall go dye my hair now, walauszxc mepek sia dye dye, go and die la! Alright nightsz all, I LIKE THAT PERSON&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&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/5672026873514674462-610605948943164872?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/610605948943164872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/greeting-peoples-first-day-of-school_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/610605948943164872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/610605948943164872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/greeting-peoples-first-day-of-school_04.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s72-c/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6399864969840930999</id><published>2011-01-04T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:27:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s1600/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s320/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327741287151186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloLgnENI/AAAAAAAABIc/-scv-4SwvN0/s1600/IMG_0323%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloLgnENI/AAAAAAAABIc/-scv-4SwvN0/s320/IMG_0323%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327737319887058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMln42rhVI/AAAAAAAABIU/v89YZeEPqDQ/s1600/IMG_0319%25281%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMln42rhVI/AAAAAAAABIU/v89YZeEPqDQ/s320/IMG_0319%25281%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327732312180050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMlnoVgu-I/AAAAAAAABIM/7BNqSCJa4JQ/s1600/IMG_0317%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMlnoVgu-I/AAAAAAAABIM/7BNqSCJa4JQ/s320/IMG_0317%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558327727878093794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greeting peoples, first day of school was tremendous and of course, hectic to the max. :( was really quiet in school but somehow, I do talk a lot with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Alishahirafiqah &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Shahiralishafiqah. This year, our form teacher is Ms. Selvi &amp;amp; Ms. Shen! :&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, slack around school and talk things out with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Shahiralishafiqah about something. I can see that she's going through a lot of downs these days, and I'm so upset plsz. :( but I'm always here for 7516&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; always. :) they're the pillar of my strength, the sisters to my soul. I'm glad to have the two of them okay, no regrets. After which, went to Yishun to meet PalatSinmiedo. Before meeting PalatSinmiedo, we had our lunch at MacDonald's. Me and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Alishahirafiqah had McSpicy! Om nyom nyom~ (Y)(Y) then, meet some of the Sinmiedo Guys. Er er, shall I really brag about everything till the end? Cause I'm fucking tired. I need to dye my hair black before hitting the sheets. Oh my my, no more spot checks please for tomorrow. Oh and, I don't wanna feel moody tomorrow. Cause MAYBE I'm meeting Bestie (SYAHIRAHSMALLKID&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;) and take her infront of her school as I'm leaving the school earlier than her which is at... 1230PM! *SHAKES BUTT* :P hopefully the teachers will let us go ON TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I end everything, I'm gonna say that I still  miss that someone despite we just met just now. =\ see, so fast right? Can't believe this. But when I saw his face, I feel like melting on the floor and roll like one bitch partying like there's no tomorrow. Aha, crazy over him~ :D and and and, next week on the 12th I'm going for my 3 days 2 night NYAA CAMP. Cock right, walau! HAHAHAHA. Before I go for my 3D2N trip to 'LONDON' (ROFL), I might be meeting that someone and the others first! ;___; I think that's all for tonight. Shall go dye my hair now, walauszxc mepek sia dye dye, go and die la! Alright nightsz all, I LIKE THAT PERSON&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6399864969840930999?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6399864969840930999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/greeting-peoples-first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6399864969840930999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6399864969840930999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/greeting-peoples-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TSMloaSetlI/AAAAAAAABIk/cxqxGPezgd8/s72-c/IMG_0324%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5359759528639512963</id><published>2011-01-01T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:44:41.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TR5LUZU6_uI/AAAAAAAABIE/OZmFwqBLRvA/s1600/fee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TR5LUZU6_uI/AAAAAAAABIE/OZmFwqBLRvA/s320/fee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556961803989876450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, I'll only be updating about my resolution and some random topics for today. Cause I've no mood and I gotta get my self in bed real quick as I've to wake up at 730am. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011 resolution:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a good daughter this year and show mom that I can change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass my exams with flying colors and try to get top 10 in class again! ^^&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO NOT drink, smoke, pierce or ton (TRY).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slack less and get my beauty sleep ATLEAST 6 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only 1 boyfriend for 2011! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to control my anger and do not vent my anger easily. :x&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prioritize the most important things and do not waste my precious time on something that's not worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try not to cry for something stupid or someone that doesn't appreciate you. Be optimistic and never look back once decided.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No fights with my friends and try to be more closer with them and learn how to understand him/her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST, TREASURE THE ONES WHO'D ALWAYS TREASURE ME WHEREVER I AM AND HOW I'VE BEEN WHEN I'M WITH THEM. THROUGH UPS OR DOWNS, BAD OR GOOD. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Alright, that's all I guess. You people shall try it too, cause its really fun sharing your 2011 resolutions. Hopefully it works for me. Amen! :) before I sign out from blogger, I wanna say that I really miss my gorgeous babes and hot hunks. Mostly Eezanie, PutriShasha, Martina, Ally Vainy, Dalila, IrahKecyk, NurSyahirah, PuteriDiana, Atikah, NanaDolly, AHKHAI SINMIEDO, Palat Sinmiedo, Haikal Sinmiedo, Fatar Sinmiedo, Hairy Azman, Khal Satsiao, Dani Sathor and many more please! :( meet you all real soon okay? I love you all equally and thanks for everything. The fun, jokes etc. I'll always cherish every moment with you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I think thats all for tonight. Shall force myself to sleep as I really need to wake up early in the morning for the bursary! But nevermind, will be meeting Ally Vainy and some of my top 10s classmates. Weeeeeeeeeeee~ ♥♥ okay thanks for reading, update soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5359759528639512963?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5359759528639512963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/alright-ill-only-be-updating-about-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5359759528639512963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5359759528639512963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2011/01/alright-ill-only-be-updating-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TR5LUZU6_uI/AAAAAAAABIE/OZmFwqBLRvA/s72-c/fee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-410321498901483748</id><published>2010-12-31T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T05:15:27.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRzacl3RwUI/AAAAAAAABH0/ycEmK11Kbec/s1600/PalatSinmiedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRzacl3RwUI/AAAAAAAABH0/ycEmK11Kbec/s320/PalatSinmiedo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556556225003503938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greetings to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I start bragging anything in my blog, I apologize to some people for my sudden hiatus. If it's not too obvious, I've been MIA-ing myself nowadays. Going through a lot of problems these days with my family. I would really appreciate if you won't have to ask me why in my fs.me, thank you. :) I hope everything will turn out smoothly when the day comes. Only God knows how hurt am I being accused by my own mom. Or to be more specific, family! Okay, lets not go any further. Because I don't wanna leave any tear drops when I'm blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture above was taken on 25th December, yes CHRISTMAS! :D I enjoyed my ass off on that day. Oh, good times that I should really cherish. Thanks to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SINMIEDO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; for making me smile and laugh a lot like there's no more tomorrow. I won't forget the time when me and that&lt;i&gt; someone&lt;/i&gt; were pinching each other's arm and tummy real hard till my arms turn out to be so reddish! :( but despite those pain I'd to bare with on that night, I shall thank that &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; for taking good care of me too. Besides that, I'm glad that I have PalatSinmiedo♥ and IraahShahirah♥ on that day. I had the most memorable day with them all. Okay, misses! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 4:34AM now and I'm not under my blankie yet. Beby would be mad and upset with me if he knows this. Hopefully he won't read my blog. Hahaha, but who cares. I love Beby a lot even if he's gonna be mad with me. It has been quite some times since I last text Beby. Am worried if Beby thinks I don't love him anymore. Gosh, no eh please! I do love him and always will. I hope he have read the post that I posted days back specially for him. Oh and, the message that I inbox him in Facebook. I'm so stupid, because I don't remember Beby's number. I know right, I'm the stupidest girl ever that Beby had. Okay shut up, like I said, I don't wanna leave any teardrops when I'm blogging. I LOVE BEBY A LOT... AND FOR SURE I MISS HIM TOO! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, am just chatting with Nur Azatil Aisyah and HaikalSinmiedo♥ via Facebook. Azatil's having some major problems with someone. Hope everything will be okay soon la. All the best~ HAHAHA. :D and for Haikal♥, we're just doing some shit chats. JOKES! :D I've got no more story to brag. Tired please. Shall continue chatting with Haikal♥. K thanks for reading. WAIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS THAT &lt;b&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/b&gt;, ALFZ, IZYANI, PALAT, IRAHKECYK and many more~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-410321498901483748?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/410321498901483748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/greetings-to-all-before-i-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/410321498901483748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/410321498901483748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/greetings-to-all-before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRzacl3RwUI/AAAAAAAABH0/ycEmK11Kbec/s72-c/PalatSinmiedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1765605161423600139</id><published>2010-12-22T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:33:42.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was yesterday afternoon till night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woosh, super fun please. Family outing, but without brother ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tagging what, maner boleh kluwa Singapore!  _l_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But tkpeeeeee, 1 more month to go eh brother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, muwahs! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes, today brother is so different and I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But whatever it is, he's so touching and sweet! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I likeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ *shakes butt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlbf-eZuI/AAAAAAAABHo/IlIxRr1AYgU/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlbf-eZuI/AAAAAAAABHo/IlIxRr1AYgU/s320/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553542444871476962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIla3xZvqI/AAAAAAAABHg/HHx16VvOZpQ/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIla3xZvqI/AAAAAAAABHg/HHx16VvOZpQ/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553542434079227554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlatO3vZI/AAAAAAAABHY/sar6KylKRwE/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlatO3vZI/AAAAAAAABHY/sar6KylKRwE/s320/IMG_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553542431250038162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayah sumpah semangat makan chocolate cadbury! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His favourite whaaaaaaaaaat~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlZ34XYaI/AAAAAAAABHQ/1KDYVg69Bc8/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlZ34XYaI/AAAAAAAABHQ/1KDYVg69Bc8/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553542416928563618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlZaAqAUI/AAAAAAAABHI/dzfm5G2mlrM/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlZaAqAUI/AAAAAAAABHI/dzfm5G2mlrM/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553542408910274882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dating with mom at Vivo City, super fun please! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIjpRaeqxI/AAAAAAAABHA/hCweua5s9Fg/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIjpRaeqxI/AAAAAAAABHA/hCweua5s9Fg/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553540482457316114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIjo9kP9YI/AAAAAAAABG4/mQJmkCiOyTI/s1600/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRId0V3_7HI/AAAAAAAABFo/ltGENRZar1c/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553534075563666546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRId0B6w0hI/AAAAAAAABFg/NPrGU_M-t_Q/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRId0B6w0hI/AAAAAAAABFg/NPrGU_M-t_Q/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553534070206550546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIdzkp228I/AAAAAAAABFY/VmRL5Wxbrds/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIdzkp228I/AAAAAAAABFY/VmRL5Wxbrds/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553534062351014850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIdzLFcYCI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LClqwXkKfaM/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIdzLFcYCI/AAAAAAAABFQ/LClqwXkKfaM/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553534055487397922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Am not sleeping before 12am for tonight, because am not sleepy la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So yes, today afternoon gonna meet IrahKecyk, YAY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Dah lamer tak jumper dia, rindu please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ahahaha, will meet ya later at 2pm, short chic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Aku banyak lah tinggi! _l_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ok dah bye, thats all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;ENJOY GAMBAR-GAMBAR JEK LAH EH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Oh wait, I miss my precious guy so many many the much okay! )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;He didn't replied my text since just now okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Worried sick, and I realized something different about Beby nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Am wondering why, *A BIG SIGHS!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Nevermind, takes time la okay =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;K da bye, nak download games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I LOVE YOU BEBY! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not even words can explain how much I miss and love you honey bunch!!!! )':&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/5672026873514674462-1765605161423600139?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1765605161423600139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-was-yesterday-afternoon-till-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1765605161423600139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1765605161423600139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-was-yesterday-afternoon-till-night.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRIlbf-eZuI/AAAAAAAABHo/IlIxRr1AYgU/s72-c/IMG_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7268773073364066112</id><published>2010-12-21T13:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:41:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4xAG2C8I/AAAAAAAABFI/sVVIOKT3PPs/s1600/2010-12-19%2B17.47.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4wWV0WPI/AAAAAAAABE4/j_K8iihm0qw/s320/2010-12-19%2B17.41.48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553000743829788914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4wIsMheI/AAAAAAAABEw/FB8B5htU-jo/s1600/2010-12-19%2B17.41.39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4wIsMheI/AAAAAAAABEw/FB8B5htU-jo/s320/2010-12-19%2B17.41.39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553000740165551586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4vzE0VEI/AAAAAAAABEo/VPcUpT4ZBGo/s1600/2010-12-19%2B17.40.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4vzE0VEI/AAAAAAAABEo/VPcUpT4ZBGo/s320/2010-12-19%2B17.40.00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553000734363243586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy the picture above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel like blogging anymore nowadays. More active in Facebook &amp;amp; mostly Twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anything, find me in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am tired of blogging, cause people are just stalking me ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like that. If I were to blog again like normal days, I think I'll private my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be on hiatus for a while. And sorry my daily readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Beby are doing great though we've been going through a lot of downs =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thank god for everything that he have sent from the above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really hope things will get even better later on, that's my wish for this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and, I miss Beby so much please ): I've been forcing myself not to cry over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But nevertheless, everynight I would cry like a daughter lose her mom )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know right, am so weak. But when Beby asked me why, I would just say nothing's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I shall stop typing now. Am tired of crying, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be waiting for Beby's text, he's busy out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ILOVEYOUALFZ! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-7268773073364066112?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7268773073364066112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/enjoy-picture-above.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7268773073364066112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7268773073364066112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/enjoy-picture-above.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA4xAG2C8I/AAAAAAAABFI/sVVIOKT3PPs/s72-c/2010-12-19%2B17.47.06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-856418110682912264</id><published>2010-12-17T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:07:00.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA1f_TBZeI/AAAAAAAABEg/hfDHsNEyqqw/s1600/2010-12-17%2B21.09.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRAz212_abI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NzM6Sw-T6So/s320/2010-12-17%2B17.22.19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552995357811501490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQt7uc2fQnI/AAAAAAAABDI/5hUeEsm6UEs/s1600/2010-12-17%2B17.28.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQt7uc2fQnI/AAAAAAAABDI/5hUeEsm6UEs/s320/2010-12-17%2B17.28.54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551667003613201010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will edit this post when I'm free okay? Or maybe, once I'm back from I don't know where my mom gonna &lt;i&gt;HERET&lt;/i&gt; me tomorrow :D Oh yes, FEEALFZ♥ is doing great. *LIES* not so, but almost -.- soon, I hope everything's gonna be alright. *PRAYS* picture above was just now. HEHEHE! ^^ I'd lots of fun with my..... ♥BABYPEARL! I shared everything with her about FEEALFZ♥. Was about to cry, but I hold back my tears. 'Cause today, I'm a little bit strong. HA! :D okay bye, I wanna switch off laptop and straight to bed. Damn tiring and I can't wait to see where's mom gonna &lt;i&gt;HERET&lt;/i&gt; me tomorrow. :D alright readers, soon yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BEBY♥!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't wanna post so long ah for this post. HAHAHA! Superb lazy, and I've got no words. Except for, FUN AND AWESOME! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K BAI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-856418110682912264?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/856418110682912264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/will-edit-this-post-when-im-free-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/856418110682912264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/856418110682912264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/will-edit-this-post-when-im-free-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TRA1f_TBZeI/AAAAAAAABEg/hfDHsNEyqqw/s72-c/2010-12-17%2B21.09.06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8011276028329960244</id><published>2010-12-15T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:08:54.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQivh1rgk8I/AAAAAAAABDA/hit8riovHJE/s1600/2010-07-30%2B15.36.53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQivh1rgk8I/AAAAAAAABDA/hit8riovHJE/s320/2010-07-30%2B15.36.53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550879536614249410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tengah marah and sedih dengan b and I seriously tak tau ape nak buat lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok tkpe la senang cerita I jadi buta and pekak so I tak payah tau pasal b lagi or dengar pasal apape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanya tuhan jeh la yang faham I sekarang oh yes dan sekarang b dah tak sayang I lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dia pentingkan diri dia sendiri dan dia tak faham I langsung pon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I btulbtul harapkan untuk b berada di sisi I hari ni sebab I akan nangis and sakit hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But b pentingkan diri dia sendiri and dia langsung tak kisah pasal I seh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bangun pagi pagi buta I dah nangis macam pompan gila hilang mak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B setakat text I pagi pagi sebelum dia keluar dan dia ingatkan I boleh happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ternyata dia lebih menyakitkan hati I cuma dia tak tau tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dia kate dia nak teman kan I tapi after 2 messages teros di dah tak text I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sedih tau tak HAIH I tak tau ape I nak buat lagi seh kalau hari hari asyek ni macam jeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hari ni I sakit hati sakit tekak dan sakit segalanya sebab b dah tak kisah pasal I lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cuma senang hati bila I dapat message dengan sesorang yang pernah I sayang dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tapi apape yang terjadi I tak kan bilang sesiape pon pasal ni semua sebab I dah tawar hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sure korang semua tak faham kan ape yang I maksud kan by TAWAR HATI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tkpe la I tanak brag panjang panjang sebab I tau YOU suka stalk I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau YOU terasa tu YOU punya pasal la eh I tak boleh buat apape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly I nak bilang YOU yang I benci YOU sebab YOU suka jage tepi kain I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tak selesa okay bila YOU suka stalk I macam la I ni matair YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously la eh kalau YOU tengah baca ni kan I harap YOU fuck off dari hidup I eh thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And untuk you b.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I btulbtul tengah marah dengan you dan I tak tau ape nak buat lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kalau I tak reply message you means I btulbtul tengah stress dan I tanak diganggu okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K dalah I nak jiwang jiwang and I nak message dengan sesorang tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8011276028329960244?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8011276028329960244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQepBKv7wVI/AAAAAAAABCg/zWVPGTJEr9I/s1600/2010-12-14%2B08.45.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQepBKv7wVI/AAAAAAAABCg/zWVPGTJEr9I/s320/2010-12-14%2B08.45.04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550590903287791954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LAZY TO TYPE LONG LONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BECAUSE I'VE GOT FUCKING NO MOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;THAT JERK IS OUTSIDE ENJOYING HIS ASS OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WHILE HE'S DITCHING ME WITHOUT LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STUPID YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;-'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8647068198232136417?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8647068198232136417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/lazy-to-type-long-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8647068198232136417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8647068198232136417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/lazy-to-type-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQepCo0t3DI/AAAAAAAABC4/TyBoKvUhZxQ/s72-c/2010-12-14%2B12.37.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-295645657111566080</id><published>2010-12-13T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:14:40.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaFYp3hzI/AAAAAAAABCI/k9XsgeRGK3c/s1600/alfz%2527s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaFYp3hzI/AAAAAAAABCI/k9XsgeRGK3c/s320/alfz%2527s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550081901856261938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm here to update again because I'm bored ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My precious guy is outside, as per normal. Busy with his hobby -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, am not tweeting nor facebook-ing. Because I wanna blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, I can't concentrate on blogging if I tweet at the same time what! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom's not at home, she went to Granny's place. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm alone, fucking loner ): HAHAHA. So today what I did was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaE5hIHmI/AAAAAAAABCA/0FeOu_MRYlY/s1600/syahirah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaE5hIHmI/AAAAAAAABCA/0FeOu_MRYlY/s320/syahirah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550081893498101346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video called with my beloved Bestie♥, NURSYAHIRAH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We gossiped about a lot of things okay ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only me &amp;amp; her knows about what. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, girls do gossip what! And I do have haters. Eeeee, shuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, when I was video calling with her, this happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*SCROLL*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaErVouyI/AAAAAAAABB4/3lJML-6P1Cw/s1600/msn%2Bgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaErVouyI/AAAAAAAABB4/3lJML-6P1Cw/s320/msn%2Bgame.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550081889691810594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dayah added us to the conversation =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Bestie♥ planned to do all this shits by not typing anything but send a blank chat! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're talking about outings &amp;amp; stuffs, and at the same time, me &amp;amp; Bestie was so annoyed by them~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're behaving like an idiot, yay us! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what, we also click the nudge button repeatedly. HA! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaEQ0ukWI/AAAAAAAABBw/mTAPdHJeR2w/s1600/dah%2Bpenat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaEQ0ukWI/AAAAAAAABBw/mTAPdHJeR2w/s320/dah%2Bpenat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550081882574459234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After which, both of us was damn tired after all those nonsensical GAMES! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See at Bestie♥, sampai terlungkop siuls~ HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bastard eh fee, hehehe! ^_^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok drop the topic. Because I've got a lot more to brag on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*SCROLL*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaDxLdiRI/AAAAAAAABBo/lHd_tLgz9qY/s1600/husnulkhaleel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaDxLdiRI/AAAAAAAABBo/lHd_tLgz9qY/s320/husnulkhaleel.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550081874079877394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*LOOK AT THE ABOVE PICTURE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you guys really wanna know who is my ♥Beby, the one on top is him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I'm just pulling your legs. Because he's not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The reason why I uploaded his picture is because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I MISS MY SOUL BROTHER (HUSNUL KHALEEL♥) SO MUCH! ;____;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still upset because MAYBE he's changing school near Queenstown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*A BIG SIGHS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although he have been hurting my lovely ♥Babypearl, I still loves him just like my own brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He have been listening to my problems every day &amp;amp; night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that was few months back, after he broke up my my ♥Babypearl, everything changes ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But atleast, we're back to normal already. And am so happy for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully I can meet him real soon because I miss him. Miss miss miss~ =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I DON'T WANT HIM TO CHANGE SCHOOL PLEASE? )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXare7hzII/AAAAAAAABCQ/GnPXGFrc2GI/s320/babypearl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talk about my ♥Babypearl, I miss her so much too ):&lt;br /&gt;The very last time I met her was on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15th November, I supposed. Woah, it's gonna 1 month already in 2 days time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss talking to her, making nuisance out of ourselves, spend our quality time at town, eating Pie Kia &amp;amp; Long John Silver together! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, school is gonna re-open real soooooooon. So yea, we will meet real soon ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEHEHEHE, mad happy now~ :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*SCROLL!*&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXar4X8NHI/AAAAAAAABCY/n9SEdnMJ5OA/s320/aqil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw that picture above? Yes, he's freaking cute ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lovable nephew, the one who have been there A LOT when I'm down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eventhough he is JUST 5 YEAR'S OLD, he still understands my feelings okay :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only ♥Beby knows how much I miss Muhd Aqil )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because nephew have been the one who had wiped off my tears when I'm crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He'll be hugging me when I'm down &amp;amp; he's the one who had always me me laugh when I'm bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, that is so cute &amp;amp; I love him. I miss him when he had always make me pissed off! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, you know why I miss him so badly? Because he's currently not in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's at Jawa/Solo (Indonesia) with GC &amp;amp; BestestCousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bleah, I MISS MUHD AQIL SO MUCH!!!! )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be home fast okay nephew, ILOVEYOUSOMUCH! ♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I had enough of blogging. So tired okay! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now, I better have my super LATE breakfast or else... I'm gonna have tummy ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be blogging soon alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;AND NOT TO FORGET, I LOVE MY PRECIOUS GUY A LOT.&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/5672026873514674462-295645657111566080?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/295645657111566080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-here-to-update-again-because-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/295645657111566080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/295645657111566080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-here-to-update-again-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQXaFYp3hzI/AAAAAAAABCI/k9XsgeRGK3c/s72-c/alfz%2527s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8370856340289560254</id><published>2010-12-11T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:06:38.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8-8ACKI/AAAAAAAABBY/PokTcMUau3o/s1600/farisyababy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8-8ACKI/AAAAAAAABBY/PokTcMUau3o/s320/farisyababy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549442941258303650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the sudden hiatus (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was so busy &amp;amp; have got no time to blog. Yea yea, so keen of lying eh fee? ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually am not really busy. My busyness is on SLEEPING » EATING » LAPTOP » MESSAGING ♥BEBY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, the very last time I went out with friends/love life was on Tuesday, 7th. That was when I met beby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 7th, went out with family =.= obviously its a BORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So well, sister is back home so she'd conquer the room! Blah, I hate this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But somehow, I don't really care about room. Because I'm with the laptop for 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I didn't played laptop in my room anymore, but in the living room. Where I can watch the TV too.&lt;br /&gt;Eh no, the TV can watch me. HAHAHAHA! :D yes, I'd always do that for goodness sake! X.X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes, you guys have been wondering why I uploaded that picture above right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, be jealous of her BITCH. :D because she's way prettier than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, the reason why uploaded her photo is because... did you see any differences in my blogskins? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice, isn't it? Thanks to my beloved baby, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FARISYA NUR FATIN♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8kFQp_I/AAAAAAAABBQ/MIx8KfbciH4/s1600/%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8kFQp_I/AAAAAAAABBQ/MIx8KfbciH4/s1600/%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8kFQp_I/AAAAAAAABBQ/MIx8KfbciH4/s320/%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549442934049384434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, am waiting patiently for my Precious Guy to message me =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's busy with his hobby, and that is... FOR ME TO KNOW, FOR YOU TO FIND OUT! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know people in my fs.me have been asking me who's my hunnybunch/baby etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But seriously, I can't reveal who is him. Its not that am trying to hide him from CYBER WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NO, that's not the reason. But well, everything happened for a reason right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I won't be stating my reasons here. If you wanna know, then wait for &lt;b&gt;US&lt;/b&gt; to be &lt;i&gt;OFFICIALS&lt;/i&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for your patience, ILOVEYOUSOMUCH for understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So just now, me &amp;amp; bestie (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NURSYAHIRAH&lt;/span&gt;) have been flooding our Facebook notifications. &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, we've got nothing better to do because Facebook is such a BORE now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I'm gonna activate my FRIENDSTER back. ROFL! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I was just pulling your legs alright. Eww, so outdated please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been tweeting a lot today because that's the best thing for me to do. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If twitter's gonna close down, I swear I will cry, like this » ;A; ;A; ;A; ;A;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HA HA HA HA, okay I'm so bored. That's why I laughed like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know right, its PATHETIC. But who cares, this is my blog. You don't like, OOPSY DAISY~ :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 src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU9eAqh2I/AAAAAAAABBg/XaUovsS4oCw/s320/mark.jpg" /&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;Those are the marks that I've said in the previous post, the one that my ♥ALFZBEBY bite on my right hand. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its really painful, I tell you! :D he can be the next vampire after TAYLOR LAUTNER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now, there's no more marks on my right hand. HEHEHEHE! ^^ I like~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright seriously, WHERE IN THE EARTH IS MY PRECIOUS GUY?!!! )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss him already, how how how? Sighs. Its already 1143PM and don't tell me ♥ALFZBEBY is not home yet! :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like it when ♥Beby reach home SO LATE! Seriously he makes me worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because nowadays there's so much &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SLASHING CASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! _l_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blah, its a reluctant actually, to let Beby wandering around at night =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But nevermind, GOD will always protect my Precious Guy. AMIN! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother &amp;amp; me are gonna watch Jangan Pandang Belakang Congkak 2. I've been watching it repeatedly, I swear its HILARIOUS! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAAAAAAAY! ♥Beby messaged me already. Am so loving it, YAY YAY YAY~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am so relieve now, hehehe! {: won't be nagging nor scolding ♥Beby anymore after &lt;i&gt;THAT&lt;/i&gt; incident happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, the show has started &amp;amp; I wanna continue entertain ♥Beby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ILOVEYOU for reading, do fs.me alright? Thank you ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8370856340289560254?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8370856340289560254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-for-sudden-hiatus-was-so-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8370856340289560254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8370856340289560254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-for-sudden-hiatus-was-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TQOU8-8ACKI/AAAAAAAABBY/PokTcMUau3o/s72-c/farisyababy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8106623145078942996</id><published>2010-12-09T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:31:59.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TP-99mACR_I/AAAAAAAABBA/7UhUtmhl8Bw/s1600/IMG0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TP-99mACR_I/AAAAAAAABBA/7UhUtmhl8Bw/s320/IMG0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548362131814107122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for not blogging few days back, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was really busy with beby. So on the phoned with beby was hell fine (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had always make me smile &amp;amp; laugh in every of our conversation, aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I love beby cause he was too sweet &amp;amp; caring. And I did cried in the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't be telling about what &amp;amp; how it happened. Its really personal, its between me &amp;amp; beby only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, the conversation ended around 3am. After that, beby slept like a pig. Toinkkkk! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remembered beby told me he wanted to on the phone around 1am. But we on the phoned 1 hour earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, beby said he misses me already. Aww, ILOVEMYPRECIOUSGUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, lets skip about on the 6th midnight okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yes yes! On the 7th ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahaha, I was over excited till I woke up so early &amp;amp; slept early :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slept around 12am &amp;amp; beby slept at 930pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually I wanted to go under the blankie with beby at 930pm too, but I was outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So he went under the blankie alone without me accompanying him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the next morning, I woke up at 830am like that. Didn't messaged beby first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha, so I switched on the laptop » windows live messenger » facebook » fs.me » tweetdeck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After playing with the laptop, I quickly messaged beby. So yea, he just woke up when I text him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bleahsxz, slept earlier than me but woke up later! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So around 1115am, me &amp;amp; beby bathed at the same time. I told him, who bathe faster, is the winner. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then beby agreed to my challenge. And guess what? Beby won, :( I was 20 minutes late. What the duck =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually I won beby, but he was the winner on the 7th. Nevermind, that was a luck thou. *rolleyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After bathing, I messaged beby &amp;amp; dolled up. I guess beby was a little bit angry with me because I'm late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, because I took around 20 minutes to doll up. Oh, standard. Am a girl! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But beby didn't said that he was angry or whatever la. His reply was too obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I went out around 1145am like that. Walk to Causeway Point &amp;amp; its already 12pm -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as usual, beby was very impatient on that day &amp;amp; he kept asking me, "okay, where you you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I went saying, "gini ah kalau org tatahu nak sabar! :("&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So he admit that he was too excited &amp;amp; he apologized. Heehee! ^^ ILOVEMYPRECIOUSGUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So around 1pm I reached beby's place. HAHAHA, I swear I took a lot of beby's precious time! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no, beby tak marah I langsung okay? Hek :D I suka I suka I suka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So biler dah nampak beby, teros I senyum maha senyum siuls~ :D only god knows how shy &amp;amp; happy I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abey I dengan beby jalan-jalan carik tempat. Abey beby like psft, so the selenger please? Suker nah bully I. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He brought me to this fucking hot place. With no shelter at all! Ohmygod~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teros I complain ah, ape lagi. Abey  beby sarcastic dengan I, he said, "abey nak air-con?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tak baik kaaaaaaaaaaaaaan? Psft, so I kept on rolling my eyes to beby. Abey he asyek cakap yang I eksen! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehehehe, I memang eksen pe. Cuma beby jer tak sedar yang I ni eksen! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abey beby ajak I pergi tempat lain. So the second place was really awesomely fine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I love beby for that, ONLY. Hek! :D well, I love beby ALWAYS okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And while sitting &amp;amp; stuffs, I was angry &amp;amp; upset with beby. I insist to tell beby, because I'll be more angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I showed the message what I told to bestie. And beby teros cam terdiam! HAHA! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we didn't quarelled &amp;amp; stuffs. Sebab when he dah tahu, he already stop what he's doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually am so lazy to continue typing, I wanna cut it short can? No? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so beby &amp;amp; me was hell fine &amp;amp; he loves biting me like no one's business. Heeeee! ^_^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a mark still on my right hand okay? I feel like kicking his ass soon! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no, &lt;b&gt;ILOVEMYPRECIOUSGUY&lt;/b&gt;!!! ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, many things happened actually. I love beby's tight hugs, seriously I love it! (Y)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want more of it, can beby? Hehehe, cheeky nye feespinster bmz ni! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now, time check is 125am. And beby is not asleep yet, he's entertaining me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After this, straight to bed. Under the blankie with my f.boyfriend! :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehehehehek, only god knows what I mean. Seriously, its between me &amp;amp; beby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so sweet, ILUVTHISSHIT! Can't wait for us to be officials, so I can be happy with beby till when when.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Patience fee, patience. A crush last for 3 months, right? So yea, must wait patiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is fine now, ILOVEMYPRECIOUSGUY a lotsxcz! *flying kiss to beby*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I WOULD CHERISH EVERY 6TH &amp;amp; MY PRECIOUS GUY EVERY NOW AND THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, beby wanna sleep so I should really stop blogging now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So beby won't have to wait for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok bye, stay tune~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ILOVEYOU, HUNNYBUNCH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MWAHmwahMWAHmwahMWAHSCXZ!&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/5672026873514674462-8106623145078942996?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8106623145078942996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-for-not-blogging-few-days-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8106623145078942996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8106623145078942996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/sorry-for-not-blogging-few-days-back.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TP-99mACR_I/AAAAAAAABBA/7UhUtmhl8Bw/s72-c/IMG0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-7759737601668538384</id><published>2010-12-05T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:33:16.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPuv7xou4nI/AAAAAAAABA4/IOHSMhSzZuE/s1600/2010-11-30%2B15.11.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPuv7xou4nI/AAAAAAAABA4/IOHSMhSzZuE/s320/2010-11-30%2B15.11.56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547220807508222578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, yes hi! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was on hiatus for 2 days, because I was so busy with some stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, most to most with my beloved mom &amp;amp; dad ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today I was out for half day as I've got so many event to attend -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was definitely a boring day with mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bleahszxc, but nevertheless, I love mom because she made me loaded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since am loaded &amp;amp; I've got nothing to buy, I've got the intension to buy beby his new ____. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, an advance birthday gift so I won't have to hassle myself to find for his present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha, seriously I don't know what am I gonna use the money for :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully beby will accept the small gift from me. Ah, yes. VERY SMALL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heeeeeeeee, :D so tonight I assure it will be fun~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am gonna on the phone wil beby all night long, *yayness!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been awhile since we otp-ed, seriously. Hehehe! (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So apparently am texting with beby while waiting for the clock to strike 1am! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you didn't know about it, me &amp;amp; beby are going very fine ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Allah for everything he have sent for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am really hoping that Allah will make this as my last, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am so tired getting hurt &amp;amp; hurt someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But whatever happens, am still gonna go on with the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beby have been the best out of the best, or should I say, no one can replace the love, care &amp;amp; concern that he have showered me with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for that, I love him so much. Even much than I've ever expected, ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, this Tuesday will be meeting beby! I love it this way~ Ha! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna spend the day with him as I'm leaving Singapore for 3D2N. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know beby's gonna miss me so much when I'm away &amp;amp; beby will not hanky panky with other girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, I've got the trust in beby so I don't have to worry much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If there's anything that you wanna complain about my beby when I'm away, do fs.me. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It would be even great if you leave your name behind, can? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So basically beby &amp;amp; me are busy charging our phones &amp;amp; texting each other ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heeeeeeeee, I love texting with beby from day to night but only for now, we're saving it for later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am sure am gonna whine like his baby &amp;amp; am sure am gonna cry because I'll be away for 3D2N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never left him eversince we contacted, hehs. Nevermind, will give it a try. *raise eyebrow*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am gonna complain to beby about a lot of things, seriously! Am so pissed off with someone. Cause it affect my life, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though beby always remind me not to bother, am still gonna be very stubborn towards beby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't give a damn &amp;amp; I don't freaking care anymore about beby's advices when it comes to this matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*(bah)* I feel like a sheep now, HAHAHAHA! Because a sheep with 'bah' everytime he's angry, hungry &amp;amp; etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now, I'm so angry with that someone for making me _______! :@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid pussy crashed, HAHAHAHAHA~ :D sister gave that name especially for that someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, mom is making me even more pissed! :( ergh, can you please stop nagging for a while please? Thank you! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't burst my temper easily to my mom already, because I've learnt how to appreciate her eversince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so, just now I get to on the phone with nephew. Yay yay yay! HAHAHAHA~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His voice was absolutely &lt;s&gt;vodka&lt;/s&gt; cute! Hek, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss him so much though, sighs! He said he'll be back in 3 weeks time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yes, I should really be patient &amp;amp; wait for his return ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iloveandmissyousomuchbabynephew~ ♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, maybe I'll be blogging when I'm otp-ing with beby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a maybe, not a promise, okay? Heeeee, depends on my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'll be sleeping under the blankie with beby tonight, again! Yay~ *inside joke*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, that's it for today. I love you readers, please fs.me! Cause its silent there~ HA! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ILOVEMYFUTUREBOYFRIENDTOTHECORE&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/5672026873514674462-7759737601668538384?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7759737601668538384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-yes-hi-d-was-on-hiatus-for-2-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7759737601668538384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/7759737601668538384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-yes-hi-d-was-on-hiatus-for-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPuv7xou4nI/AAAAAAAABA4/IOHSMhSzZuE/s72-c/2010-11-30%2B15.11.56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-6661561620071926234</id><published>2010-12-03T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:19:13.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPjf3O7meoI/AAAAAAAABAw/v-I-Nv8qfyo/s1600/IMG0006huh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPjf3O7meoI/AAAAAAAABAw/v-I-Nv8qfyo/s320/IMG0006huh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546429081100647042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey babies! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw my horrible face with those eyebags? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has become from bad &gt; worst I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;*A BIG SIGHS!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So apparently am chatting with my beloved&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt; aidah fervlina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; messaging with baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mm, me &amp;amp; baby are always okay eversince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't be typing down about our downs, because its not important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am so down today because dearest nephew have gone for his holiday in Solo. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'll be sleeping alone, watch tv alone, eat alone, laugh alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And most importantly, I won't have him to wipe my tears &amp;amp; cheer me up when I'm crying &amp;amp; sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he kissed me &amp;amp; hugged me, I felt like crying. Because at the same time, am having some major problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I hold back those tears &amp;amp; said goodbye to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was so excited to go, but he doesn't know that I'm in need of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevermind, 3 weeks without him. Lets give it a try okay? :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Atleast I've got baby by my side every second &amp;amp; everyday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next week busy, busy, busy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busy with babygirls &amp;amp; of course my baby! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, please give me guidance &amp;amp; show me the reality of life :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think am gonna end here. Iloveyoualotbaby~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*HUG.KISS.HUG.KISS.HUG.KISS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, stay tuneeeeeeee! ^_^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-6661561620071926234?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6661561620071926234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-babies-d-saw-my-horrible-face-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6661561620071926234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/6661561620071926234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-babies-d-saw-my-horrible-face-with.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPjf3O7meoI/AAAAAAAABAw/v-I-Nv8qfyo/s72-c/IMG0006huh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-918828947705279973</id><published>2010-12-02T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T06:20:24.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/6427/samuelrizalnt9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuck'yeah, I loveeeeeeeeeeeeee him (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Samuel Rizal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;)!!! ;A;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's so hot that I've been drooling &amp;amp; rolling on the bed because of him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, when can you come to Singapore &amp;amp; date me, future husband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K not, limit2 aku dah 20 lebih, dia dah tuaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;~ ACTION CUT ~&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: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPbJ7aSIJuI/AAAAAAAABAo/Rl5lRiq43KI/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am actually upset with baby, but I gotta hide those feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, after that message that he send, I was all shattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had thought that what I've been hoping for was all FALSE HOPES~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, maybe its not the right time like what baby have been saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You guys don't really catch what I'm saying because... I've not been telling everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to, I was forced not to &amp;amp; I don't want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It might hurt anyone, yes &lt;i&gt;ANYONE&lt;/i&gt;~ :( especially myself when am gonna read this again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what am I supposed to do next, moved on? Stand strong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is too disheartening, &amp;amp; I don't wanna stay in the guilt city forever. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything makes me cry &amp;amp; upset tonight. Why must everything happened today?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never been so naive than this, I lied to baby &amp;amp; myself that I wasn't jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the truth is the other way round, :( only god knows how am I feeling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby's asleep now &amp;amp; he didn't informed me. This upsets me thrice more~ :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! D; I can't do anything but just cry a river~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, if only you could listen to this heart that's shattering into bits &amp;amp; pieces, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want you to hold me tightly &amp;amp; won't let go, can you? I want us to rewind back sweet times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh god, please save this love as long as am happy with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*A BIG SIGHS!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prolly later after baby's awake, we will clear things out as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't see us quarelling all day long. :( because I had always need you by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel like bragging any longer, cause every sentence am typing in, I'll definitely cry~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sighs! Be strong Nurafiqah, he still loves you eventhou.... :'((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, I can't take it anymore~ I wanna go now. Hoping for the best later on when baby's awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;i&gt;ILOVEYOUSOMUCH&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;IHADALWAYSDOANYTHIN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;G&lt;/i&gt;~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-918828947705279973?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/918828947705279973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuckyeah-i-loveeeeeeeeeeeeee-him-samuel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/918828947705279973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/918828947705279973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuckyeah-i-loveeeeeeeeeeeeee-him-samuel.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPbJ7aSIJuI/AAAAAAAABAo/Rl5lRiq43KI/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5515624623669033319</id><published>2010-12-01T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:45:33.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPYZJzeX40I/AAAAAAAABAg/GjCxVebguZk/s1600/feespinster%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPYZJzeX40I/AAAAAAAABAg/GjCxVebguZk/s320/feespinster%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545647647380464450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmph, hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, I sound upset! Because I'm missing someone real bad. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that someone is my f.boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*A BIG SIGH!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby's really busy this week as he's having his CCAs. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe prolly, next week he will be very free~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*YAYNESS!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok shoot, stop talking about it already. Because I'll miss baby even more &amp;amp; moreeeeee! :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the 28th midnight, me &amp;amp; baby had some tiffs &amp;amp; misunderstandings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, a bad one. I feel so guilty for talking to him in a very harsh way. Gosh! :{&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He quarelled a lot &amp;amp; only god knows how much tears I've been wasting~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had always fight because of HER, HER, HER, HER &amp;amp; always HER. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really affect me. :( I don't wanna get into conflicts anymore with baby just because of small matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the truth is, that was the most terrible conflicts that I ever had with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back then, I've never been scolding him with sarcasms &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I feel so guilty for that till today. But the good thing is, baby forgived me before I had said sorry. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww, he's the best out of the best okay! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, speak of the angel, heeeeeeeeeee! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby text me already, weeeeee~ I love my honey bunch lorryloads! :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, am so hyper naoz. Because baby is always making me smile &amp;amp; laugh without fail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am so lucky to have him, and the bad news is, just now I almost moved on &amp;amp; leave him! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, am so stupid if I were to do such things to him. There's no way I gotta let him off~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But only if God says so, then I will move on (hopefully it won't happen). Not fated, but I've put a lot of efforts! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am whining with baby naaaaaaaaoz, I said, "I NAK MEET YOU! I TANAK THRU TEXT! :("&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And baby replied, "ALA, THIS WEEK I KN BUSY SAYANG... I TNGK MCM MANE K."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHA~ cute lah ok f.boyfriend I! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love threatening baby okay, evil me huh? But whatever it is, he still loves me a lot a lot~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I really can't stop talking about my cheeky lil' preious babyboy &lt;3 cca =".=""&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been neglecting my twitter sometimes, :P hahaha! Because I'll wait for brother's iPhone4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I smell something fishy going on.. Hmph! :\ baby is replying late messages, whywhywhy?!! :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok please, I don't wanna have second thoughts on baby :) am sure he won't do any stupid things behind my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, I think I'll stop here okiedokie? &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay tuneeeeeeeee! ^^,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5515624623669033319?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5515624623669033319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmph-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5515624623669033319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5515624623669033319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/12/hmph-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPYZJzeX40I/AAAAAAAABAg/GjCxVebguZk/s72-c/feespinster%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1642738869425935153</id><published>2010-11-28T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:30:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPI86iFeX4I/AAAAAAAABAY/jxyWU0i37IY/s1600/2010-07-06%2B15.56.09%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPI86iFeX4I/AAAAAAAABAY/jxyWU0i37IY/s320/2010-07-06%2B15.56.09%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544561067526348674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what, I miss school please. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ha, so random right? Ya, utterly random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The picture above is taken on... okay I forget! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is when 1G had an excursion to Singapore Discovery Centre :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohmygod, miss please. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually I don't miss the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I miss my classmates, supporting teachers &amp;amp; mostly playing soccer in the school field. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talk about soccer huh, I've not been attending trainings eversince school holiday has started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not that I purposely did not want to attend eh, but there's so much of coincidence. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok whatever, stop bragging about school, soccer &amp;amp; classmates. &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yea, today I'll be bragging a lot I mind you! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehehe, it depends on what I'll brag today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most probably I'll be bragging about my HunnyBunch. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am so happy to have him by my side, because he's always there when I needed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iloveyousomuchymuchybaby~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohmygod, it has been months since I last cheered up like this okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's really hard to see me smile &amp;amp; laugh few months back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only hunnyb &amp;amp; my babygirls know what had happened back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I don't wish to tell because of what &amp;amp; so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want it to affect my life anymore, goodbye tears &amp;amp; heartaches~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've moved on, all thanks to the ones who have been convincing me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really seep through my brain okay, HAHAHAHAHAHA~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do appreciate my sister too, because of her I've moved on so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only a sentence from her made me realized everything :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww kak, ILOVEYOUSOMUCHPLEASE. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ACTION CUT~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So apparently, am messaging with my lovable brother (hairy azman) &amp;amp; hunnyb only~ &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby is so so so promising &amp;amp; I love it~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But he's not the type of guy that would make an empty promises just because of LUST! -`-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I'm not trying to insult anyone or whoever it may affect okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohmygod, am laughing my ass off here because of my lovable brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geez, we're acting as if we're couples gitu. Baby here, boyfriend there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I miss baby &amp;amp; brother a lot please. :( can you guys meet me as soon as possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is, this two guys completes me :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know baby is jealous of me &amp;amp; brother, I knew it! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way he replied &amp;amp; stuffs, I can sense his jealousy already~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is, I tak suker tengok baby cemburu, sedih dan marah. I btulbtul tak suke ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AM REALLY SORRY FOR MAKING YOU UPSET &amp;amp; JEALOUS B, AM REALLY SORRY~ OK I STOP THE GAME LHAAAAA! :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha, baby's denying that he's jealous. Whatever cheeky boy, ILOVEYOUSOMUCH &amp;amp; I know you well ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I dengan baby nowadays tkde gaduh rabak ah. But ade some misunderstanding jer :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But everything is okay already, no doubts. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try to make this love the strongest ok baby? *crossfingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Heeeeeeee! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I nak pergi pujok babymanje I dulu ok? Awww, baby merajuk comel lha ok? Hehehehe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laki aku per, standard~ (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I love you people a lot for reading my stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will update soon ok? :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love baby &amp;amp; he loves me too~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&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/5672026873514674462-1642738869425935153?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1642738869425935153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-i-miss-school-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1642738869425935153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1642738869425935153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-i-miss-school-please.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TPI86iFeX4I/AAAAAAAABAY/jxyWU0i37IY/s72-c/2010-07-06%2B15.56.09%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4094779765232080542</id><published>2010-11-24T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T02:44:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kkkkkkkkk, yok sayer start blogging balek :}&lt;br /&gt;rindu lha blogging, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so apparently, yestd was 23rd. no? haha.&lt;br /&gt;so i cried from 12am onwards, didn't expect my eyes would become like a panda thou. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;despite those tears &amp; heartbreaks, i even cheered myself up the next morning when i woke up from sleep, (:&lt;br /&gt;its a good start to avoid those tears, :')&lt;br /&gt;and what i did was, first in the morning, i went in the bathroom to wash up.&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, i went to the kitchen and took my dutch lady strawberry milk &amp; kuih bahulu to have my breakfast, hehehe! ^^&lt;br /&gt;so, i brought all those foods to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;before i started eating, this 'someone' gave me a sweet text.&lt;br /&gt;the text goes like this, 'hey bestfriend, i know its 23rd today &amp; i believe you've been crying all night long after the clock strkes 12am right? just wanna tell you that i love you so much eventhough you would reply back, I LOVE ARIFFIN MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE. ok, i really don't mind. but me as a bestfriend, i would always wanted to pull you up from the top whenever i see you fall. alright fee, cheer up &amp; call me when there's anything wrong alright? try to go out with your friends &amp; EAT A LOT if you're stress ok syg? HAHA, ok kidding :P i love you more than anyone does, bestgirlpwen. &lt;3'&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAAAAAAT????&lt;br /&gt;after reading all that, i quickly called that person and told him that. i. love him and i thank god for having him as my bestguypwen. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, after talking to him thru the phone, i watched 'darah'.&lt;br /&gt;the show is such a suspend!! xD&lt;br /&gt;i even shouted the hell out of myself, okay!!! :S *cover face*&lt;br /&gt;it was so disgusting when dara &amp; her children kill those people that are not in wrong -.-&lt;br /&gt;go watch it, full of suspends i tell you! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;but overall, its 9 out of 10. :P&lt;br /&gt;after the show ended, i received 2 texts (babypearl &amp; allyvainy) &amp; 1 call (iraah shahirah). &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;didn't planned to go out today, actually.&lt;br /&gt;but iraah asked me out, so i just accepted her meet.&lt;br /&gt;then i text allyvainy and asked her whether she wanna tag along or not, and she said YES!!! :}&lt;br /&gt;so i dolled up &amp; went out from the house at 2:30pm, i assure? ha.&lt;br /&gt;walked to causeway point and met allyvainy first infront of boots &amp; shoes.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for allyvainy, i bought bandung. was damn thirsty, HAHAHA. xD&lt;br /&gt;and when i stepped out from the shop, look to the right, saw puteri kuching (kiki). &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, she doesn't look like 16/17 ya'know.&lt;br /&gt;so cute, gorgeous &amp; pretty ^_^&lt;br /&gt;at first, wasn't really sure if its kiki or nott.&lt;br /&gt;but when i smiled at her &amp; she smiled back, then i was talking inside my heart, 'wow, its really kiki! she's damn gorgeous.'&lt;br /&gt;so, 5 minutes later allyvainy came.&lt;br /&gt;hugged her tightly as i missed her so much~ &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for iraah, fazdynah (becok girl) &amp; her friend walked pass us.&lt;br /&gt;talk &gt; laugh &gt; craps &gt; insulting &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, fazdynah was damn noisy, irritayting &amp; kpo pls! xD&lt;br /&gt;so after fazdynah go, 5 minutes later iraah sampai.&lt;br /&gt;hugged her too, miss miss miss missed!! :D&lt;br /&gt;so we went to walk around at causeway.&lt;br /&gt;there was nothing, seriously NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;i only bought my make up brushes &amp; we planned to go AMK HUB.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to eat pie kia since last week thou, right eezanie &amp; babypearl? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so trained to AMK. while in the trained, called hunnydy. was really upset when he said he was sick.&lt;br /&gt;though of meeting him too as i owe him his pie kia! plus i miss him :(&lt;br /&gt;k shoots, so arrived &gt; pie kia &gt; long john &gt; woodlands again.&lt;br /&gt;before we trained to woodlands, i messaged hunnydy again.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, no reply. guess he's sleeping? :\&lt;br /&gt;so trained to woodlands &gt; took 913 to marsiling (bought my stuffs &amp; search for school stuffs) &gt; allyvainy's crib (laptop-ed, tv, camwhored) &gt; home-d.&lt;br /&gt;ok, today went home early (9pm) because there's a major problem, said brother.&lt;br /&gt;but when i reached home, there's nothing got to do with me =.=&lt;br /&gt;fuck you lovely brother, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! xD&lt;br /&gt;but i was really tired after all those funs, jokes, craps, laughs, gossips &amp; plans. :X&lt;br /&gt;so i charged my phone, wash up &amp; talked to brother.&lt;br /&gt;he told me everything what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;walaoey, HAHAHAHA. sumpah merepek ah story dia, banyak lha kau punya 'ADE PROBLEM, KAU BALIK SKG TLG AKU PLS!' XD&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was cute pls. :)&lt;br /&gt;after that, watched mirror2. FUN, SUSPEND, DISGUSTING, SCARY! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;before watching, took my phone &amp; saw hunnydy's text.&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to bring the matter up.&lt;br /&gt;but since he was sick, i ignored, AGAIN. :(&lt;br /&gt;i requested smthg, and i was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i cried while watching mirror2.&lt;br /&gt;and brother said, 'kau ni, cerita hantu pon kau nak nangis! apada~ relax ah, hero belum mati sia.'&lt;br /&gt;and i fucking talk back, 'kau diam, kau ape tahu pasal hati pompan?'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, ok that was harsh &amp; rude. i knew that, but who cares? :P&lt;br /&gt;so bro said, 'ok ok ok, you win. but stop crying, i know its your 5th month today. don't be upset, its by gones.'&lt;br /&gt;ok, brother wasn't trying to cheer me up or even tried his best thou!&lt;br /&gt;he even make me cried even bad &amp; i fucking said this, 'dont you dare to advice me when your relationship is not stable!'&lt;br /&gt;and he said, 'relax ah, takmu emotional. tak cute siol!'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ :D&lt;br /&gt;and i laughed my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;noob, :x&lt;br /&gt;so ended my conversation with hunnydy with a hug &amp; wish. :')&lt;br /&gt;anddddddd, i text hunnyb. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thought hunnyb was still at THERE.&lt;br /&gt;but no, he came back already.&lt;br /&gt;and i fucking smiled to myself.&lt;br /&gt;woosh, but halfway i was sad because of him! ;P&lt;br /&gt;but that was only for a minute, hehehe! ^^&lt;br /&gt;he wouldn't want to see me upset, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, i still miss him thou. take a very good rest, and i miss you!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ive got a lot to tell &amp; share with him. bleahzc, he's the best &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, i text lovable brother ^^ eeee, he was disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;you know i know eh bro? :P :P&lt;br /&gt;after mirror2 &amp; ive completed with my text messages,&lt;br /&gt;went inside my room and tidied it up (Y)&lt;br /&gt;so nao, it looks awesome with my big orange care bear, elmo &amp; dolphin ^_^ &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i had always sleep with this 3, hehehe! :D&lt;br /&gt;k time check is 2:37am, gonna sleep nao.&lt;br /&gt;hit the sheets &amp; sleep under the blankie feespinster.&lt;br /&gt;lulsz, ok baaaaaaaaai. c[:&lt;br /&gt;hoping for hunnydy &amp; hunnyb's text today.&lt;br /&gt;goodnights, iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;23abdul06ariffin2010~ &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4094779765232080542?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4094779765232080542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/kkkkkkkkk-yok-sayer-start-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4094779765232080542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4094779765232080542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/kkkkkkkkk-yok-sayer-start-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2946382266709629396</id><published>2010-11-03T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:56:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaaaaaaaaaak, I'm Back! c[:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 0, 91);'&gt;Oh, hello (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back agaaaaaaaaaaaain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunt know whether its gonna be a short or a long post alright?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna stay tune, then better keep your eyes rolling as I'm gonna start bragging :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, obviously not ~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no time for nonsense, but more for realistic. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince my hopes has been crashed badly, I've start relying on myself &amp; only God. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he knows what best for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a normal human being that can't avoid from tears, heartaches &amp; problems. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life still got to move on eventhough it has been tearing me apart. ): &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always told myself to be strong &amp; have that self-confidence in my ownself. (Y) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I failed doing so. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows best, remember? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's the one for you, he will come back, Nurafiqah. (: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself how to trust God. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! I've not been scribbling down in my Little Diary. :O &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do it soon! Trust me, I won't! c[: hehehe! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bummer! If I were to open that Little Diary, I'm 100% sure I'm gonna burst into tears! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! I dunt wanna cry a river for the past anymore ): &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one fine day, I promise I will \m/ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess I'll only brag until here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Stay Tune ~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I Still Love You, Abdul Ariffin♥. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2946382266709629396?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2946382266709629396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/chaaaaaaaaaak-i-back-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2946382266709629396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2946382266709629396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/11/chaaaaaaaaaak-i-back-c.html' title='Chaaaaaaaaaak, I&amp;#39;m Back! c[:'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2475729295940194955</id><published>2010-10-30T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:18:08.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Dudes &amp; Dudettes.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a blast &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;• Woke up @ 8am &gt; bathed, dolled up &amp; off to Gc's house.&lt;br /&gt;• Afterwhich, send them to Changi Airport for their early flight.&lt;br /&gt;• Had breakfast at the food court. Talk to Gc &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;• Went back home, waited for Babypearl's message.&lt;br /&gt;• Around 3pm, Babypearl♥ called &amp; off to Causeway Point.&lt;br /&gt;• Ate at MacDonald's first. Spend our 1hour there. HAHA! Aweszome (Y)&lt;br /&gt;• Went Guardian &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;• Bought my stuffs there, &amp; off to Chompang for my hair-do.&lt;br /&gt;• After my hair is done, I bought color-lenses.&lt;br /&gt;• Then yada-yada-yada, off to Woodlands Swimming Complex to meet my Brother Jiwers♥ &amp; Hamkah. \m/&lt;br /&gt;• Pictures are in Babypearl♥'s phone. Took it when Amal♥ &amp; Hamkah are swimming.&lt;br /&gt;• They swim until 830pm &amp; I had fun disturbing Amal♥ &amp; Hamkah.&lt;br /&gt;• After they're done with their swimming, we went to 177 because they wanna shankey. ( I didn't shankey, oh please ~ )&lt;br /&gt;• Afterwhich, we went seperate ways. Husnul♥ was messaging with me all the way. I was surprised to receive a good news from him. Ohmygod, *drools* its between me, Husnul♥, Babypearl♥ &amp; Amal♥ &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;• Home sweet home &gt; Bathed &gt; Talk to Brother &gt; Messaged with Husnul♥ &gt; Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, yesterday was the best day with my lovelies♥.&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures are in Babypearl's phones. Will upload it as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Love you, &amp; stay tune. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2475729295940194955?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2475729295940194955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-dudes-dudettes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2475729295940194955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2475729295940194955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-dudes-dudettes.html' title='Best Dudes &amp;amp; Dudettes.'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-3486429358480483138</id><published>2010-10-23T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:03:20.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥23062010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 72, 35);'&gt;Hell oh (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows you readers been doing lately? hurt, mad, down? haha. just fake a smile like what am doing :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds crazy. but that's my only solution to pretend everything is fine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tweeting like no one's business lately. CORRECTION! its not lately. but ALWAYS :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweeting makes me feel much better &amp; it makes me feel aweszome (Y)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its obviously &lt;b&gt;23rd October 2010&lt;/b&gt; today. &amp; there are two things im happy &amp; upset about /:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, am happy for my best pal, IrahKecyk. she's like finally 14 todaaaay :D *yay!* hope she's having a splendid fun with her boyfriend ^^ wish you all the best k babe? iloveyou &amp; if you did not notice, i still care for you :') we're not even drifting apart. dun't worry, the H3F♥ are still together. we won't be apart. ilovemygirls♥ ~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i was shattered after looking at his Facebook wall. it saddened me to death! the hell i cried for hours over it. you know i love you whole-heartedly, but i assume, you can't be bothered anymore as.... SIGHS! :'( i can see a lot of changes has occur eversince you, nevermind. i should just keep it to myself :| its our 4thmonthsary today, yet am still hurting badly. argh! thanks thanks thanks :) i should just give you some space &amp; plenty of time for you to enjoy w/o me bothering. hmm, but remember that im still waiting for your return, HunnyDy♥. iloveyou, *hugs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should end my post here, sighs. there there, am crying again. you gotta be strong &amp; fight for your love! you go girl ~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, stay tuneeeeee.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iloveyoutoomuch, HunnyDy♥.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs&amp;kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-3486429358480483138?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3486429358480483138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/23062010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3486429358480483138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/3486429358480483138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/23062010.html' title='♥23062010.'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-4153823604703951907</id><published>2010-10-08T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:26:30.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TK8_KEhRGsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/sMiADPldwkA/s1600/ipin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TK8_KEhRGsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/sMiADPldwkA/s320/ipin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525704710051404482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Saya kembali untuk lebih daya tarikkan ya?&lt;br /&gt;Kay stop it with your 'bahasa baku' Feespinster :P&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I've been laughing my ass off from just now because of my PutriShast&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She makes my day. Ohh, super in love! Eh stop, am not a Lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;And ya, I'm always straight. Unlike PutriShast&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;, she's an all time Lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, jangan deny yer sayang? :P&lt;br /&gt;I know what you've done with my BabyDrug&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my BabyDrug&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;, where is she?&lt;br /&gt;Missing In Action like suddenly eh Martina Marsha&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Call or Message me as soon as possible k love?&lt;br /&gt;Mwaaaaaaaahs, :-*&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is not th end of my post alright?&lt;br /&gt;I've got more to brag on..&lt;br /&gt;But I dun't want anyone to get offended as someone just got offended because of my previous post. (:O)&lt;br /&gt;Shocking much, but whatever ~&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, currently I'm at VividSaddam's crib.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I love it! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;But not as KECOH as... you know! (:&lt;br /&gt;I dun't smoke, I dun't drink &amp;amp; I dun't ton outside with friends. &lt;: Confirm PutriShast&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; aku happy baca nie. (: Mesti lah, aku kan baik lah sesangat ~ Anywaaaaaaaaaaysz, I think am gonna have fun with lovebloods&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;. Goodnights, I love my `&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy. MWAHMWAHMWAAAAAAAAAAAAHSZXC! :-* And I hope I can wait for your return. (: Aku rindu saat-saat yang terindah dalam novel cinta kita! (Y) Okay dah bye. &lt;: Saya mahu pergi, selamat tinggal! Hyper nya aku hari ni. Saya suka, (Y) &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-4153823604703951907?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4153823604703951907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4153823604703951907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/4153823604703951907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello_08.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TK8_KEhRGsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/sMiADPldwkA/s72-c/ipin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5951436486711945717</id><published>2010-10-07T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:55:16.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A short post will do kaaay?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, imma say that this week is a relieved. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lot of unexpected things happened between me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hell yea, me &amp;amp; that jerk has ended everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I know, but heck whaaaaaaat? &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't lie that I still love my Husband&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last two days went meeting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aweszome, (Y) me likeeeey ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waitttttttt, I'm still putting grudges on those typical girls. &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can be very nasty if you go over th board eh please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, school has been very great nowadays. (Y)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear I love my ♥classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And th overcome between me &amp;amp; ♥♥PutriShast is GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha, :D I swear I dun't regret calling her eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;I miss shaking her &amp;amp; make her bedrock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BWAHAHAHA! XD no offence ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahyes, I promise I will wait till th very end for you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if its gonna take months, I will wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its hard moving on without someone special. &lt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know who you are, right &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kaaaay, I dun't feel like bragging a lot of stories about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Th truth is, I'm still not at ease about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;HunnyDy &amp;amp; 'DIA'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA, kay shut up Feespinster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what? AllyVainy has been nagging since just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cam BABI =..= biseng jekkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bia uh, aku nak blog pe. Tangan aku, aku type. (:&lt;br /&gt;K da bye, puas?!?!?!? HAHAHA, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovessssssssss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥Feespinster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5951436486711945717?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5951436486711945717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5951436486711945717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5951436486711945717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-8881338268467771605</id><published>2010-09-14T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T21:11:23.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 255, 0);'&gt;Hello. :)&lt;br /&gt;Im back for &lt;s&gt;MORE&lt;/s&gt;SOME actions! :D&lt;br /&gt;So well.. days has been very awful. Life is so cruel towards me :'&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Only some people knows why my life has been very cruel towards me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what people, better stop ditching one else or you will also feel th catch sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, IM TASTING MY OWN MEDICINE.&lt;br /&gt;I feel neglected, shattered &amp; unwanted..&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep relying things on GOD &amp; just pray for th best in MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, life is just full of ups &amp; downs. As for now, im going through a lot of downs.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone cheer me up, atleast?&lt;br /&gt;No, it's just IMPOSSIBLE for me to cheer up. :'(&lt;br /&gt;I need that special someone to come back in my arms, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To YOU,&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry if ive been ditching you &amp; decided to went separate ways in a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Ive explained almost everything to you &amp; i hope, after this, there wont be any grudges going on yea? /:&lt;br /&gt;You have been a great Husband eversince &amp; i wanna thank you for everything that you had done for me, :')&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im gunna go now.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-8881338268467771605?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8881338268467771605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/greatful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8881338268467771605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/8881338268467771605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/greatful.html' title='Greatful.'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5953172096034571722</id><published>2010-09-09T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:48:16.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*clap hands*&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations AriffinPipin for insulting me in Facebook &amp;amp; Blogger :D&lt;br /&gt;Wowwwww, you're such a heartless guy eh?&lt;br /&gt;Just because I had a new boyfriend after I broke up w you, you went all ballistic.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, thanks anyways &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;Well readers, sorry if I were to make AriffinPipin feels hurt/upset or so forth.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, shit happens for a reason. But please eh, dun't point fingers at anyone in this kind of case.&lt;br /&gt;You people doesn't know what we have gone through when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;So yeap, mind backing off before I start revealing everything that will make myself feels hurt?&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm doing, &amp;amp; this is my life. Please stop demanding me these &amp;amp; that, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;*DEEP BREATHS*&lt;br /&gt;Move on with Putra Aly Qanfiyah &amp;amp; start a new leaf, Nurafiqah.&lt;br /&gt;Just let bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs, go on &amp;amp; keep insulting.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered anymore longer.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm outta here.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN &lt;:&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/5672026873514674462-5953172096034571722?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5953172096034571722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/clap-hands-congratulations-ariffinpipin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5953172096034571722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5953172096034571722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/09/clap-hands-congratulations-ariffinpipin.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5253244927229359574</id><published>2010-08-20T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:37:15.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel mad &amp;amp; upset. Firstly, I lost my phone @ a shop when I was buying my clothes. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secondly, its 20th August &amp;amp; why every 20th have to be suckish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it fated for me to HATE 20th? :'(&lt;br /&gt;Daaaaaaaamn, how am I gunna contact Dy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm all down right now &amp;amp; I can't share a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't log into my Facebook account &amp;amp; Windows Live Messenger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I wish Dy has twitter /: can mention &amp;amp; so on. Bleahsxcvz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its 20th &amp;amp; its my 2nd year of friendship with Eezaniesiuls. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I'm not gunna say much right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my husband, Ariffin Pipin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 more days to go ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I luv you sayang, mwahmwahmwah! :-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5253244927229359574?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5253244927229359574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-feel-mad-upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5253244927229359574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5253244927229359574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-feel-mad-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-5477189204668362374</id><published>2010-08-14T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:17:48.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm th new cheeky dolphin little girl ^_^v</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style='color: rgb(105, 242, 255);'&gt;I luuuv my maaaaaaaaaan! :D&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 2 months I'm with him &amp; yeap, everything is turning out very well ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yess, I wuuuv it (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect things to turn out smoothly (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for letting me meet such a lovable, caring &amp; sweet guy ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I emphasize this again, I LUV ABDUL ARIFFIN (:&lt;br /&gt;Damn, my blog is fucking drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone be kind enough &amp; keep my blog up-to-date? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Th one that can be trusted lah kan! :P&lt;br /&gt;I feel like asking dy to take care of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But.... you guys go click on his blog.&lt;br /&gt;Is his blog always being updated? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;If so, then thanks to me ^_^v&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind then, I'll just leave my blog like this.&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, I seldom use th laptop already.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I decided to let kakak use ze' laptop since I'm really busy with dy &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm uhm.. I wanna peeeeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;Eeeek me, pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Dy has been very kind towards me &amp; I like it eh! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;9 more days to our 2nd monthsary. HAHA, sexcited ~&lt;br /&gt;I'm gunna stop now. Cause I'm really tired of this Qwuerty Keyboard :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;I luuuuuv my husband, nights.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahmwahmwaaaaaaaaaaah, AriffinPipin! :-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-5477189204668362374?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5477189204668362374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-th-new-cheeky-dolphin-little-girl-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5477189204668362374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/5477189204668362374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-th-new-cheeky-dolphin-little-girl-v.html' title='I&amp;#39;m th new cheeky dolphin little girl ^_^v'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2620388393763134106</id><published>2010-08-09T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:10:21.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TF7fIPrVvLI/AAAAAAAAA-s/_jKH1JHDioc/s1600/SAM_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TF7fIPrVvLI/AAAAAAAAA-s/_jKH1JHDioc/s320/SAM_2141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503081127433583794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I luv Ariffin Pipin no matter what k bitches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; No one can ever bring me down &amp;amp; tear us apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 2306 is still alive despite all of th ups &amp;amp; downs (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight is a DISASTER (N)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well f'yeah, I hate DISASTERS. SZERIOUSLY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It shattered me into pieces &amp;amp; I barely move on okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm weak, ego &amp;amp; useless. I can't make him happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I luv to take things seriously when he was actually pulling my legs :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this case, I'll only know how to complaint, cry &amp;amp; hurt myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being in such situation is just hurting! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only God knows how much I luv Ariffin Pipin with my whole heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly, I wanna ask myself why am I being such an egoistic girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Secondly, have you ever spend a thought that Ariffin might fade feelings for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thirdly, would you change into better if Ariffin gives you th chance to change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because my insecurities are still there with me. Jealousy in luv, isn't it normal? I trust Ariffin, so I would really believe in whatever he have said. (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won't think pessimistically even though we're having more downs than ups. But prolly, things will get better &amp;amp; I believe, Ariffin need his own space &amp;amp; I should just give him more time to think (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had always want to change into better for th sake of Ariffin Pipin's luv. But I need encouragement from him. Stop keeping secrets behind me, please?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Please dun't try to flirt around when me &amp;amp; Ariffin is not in a good term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Respect our relationship, &amp;amp; I'll always respect yours! (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had always wanted to spend my whole quality hours with Ariffin ALONE! /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But maybe, this is not th right time yet :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss spending time with Ariffin &amp;amp; I luuuuuuuuv him too much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please husband, change your mind when you've woke up alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I luv you sayang, &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mwahmwahmwah, :-*&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/5672026873514674462-2620388393763134106?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2620388393763134106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-luv-ariffin-pipin-no-matter-what-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2620388393763134106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2620388393763134106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-luv-ariffin-pipin-no-matter-what-k.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TF7fIPrVvLI/AAAAAAAAA-s/_jKH1JHDioc/s72-c/SAM_2141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2873442789598491754</id><published>2010-08-06T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:17:48.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TFt3KpNWuxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bn9BN6-q5vE/s1600/2010-07-15+09.31.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TFt3KpNWuxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bn9BN6-q5vE/s320/2010-07-15+09.31.03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502122394507459346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im boreeeeed -.-" didn't turn up for cross country as I'm not well :(&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sickness as always :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only god knows what's happening to me right now /:&lt;br /&gt;Well, currently I'm browsing my Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uhm, brother &amp;amp; Nazree has gone for their prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeap, left me &amp;amp; sister at home. Ibu? HAHA, dun't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, life with my happy family + ❥Ariffin completes me (:&lt;br /&gt;Well well, I miss ❥Dy okie :( sudah lame tak jumpa ❥Dy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet up real fast okay sayang? :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ibu met ❥Dy on th 3rd August :D HAHA, sumpah kekek ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ibu likes ❥Dy soo much okay? Alright, I'm so into this!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I'm messaging with ❥Dy. I luv my husband okaaaay?&lt;br /&gt;We're getting better after that incident happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slowly, I can see his changes as I always keep track on him :P&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Am not a stalker. Well, I trust ❥Ariffin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But insecurities are always there ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I've got my own notes in my phone (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll always update whenever I feel like it alright?&lt;br /&gt;Only ❥Dy is allowed to read all of my notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one else but him. He never fails to make me laugh &amp;amp; smile this time round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeap, start anew huh? (: but waaaaait, dun't get us wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't even break up or so forth alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like I said, 2306 is still standing strong. Through up &amp;amp; downs, we're still alive (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like updating ❥Dy's blog, but I forget his password. Damn it! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang aku kluwa jeh, nak step cari-cari. Pegidah ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA :D kay diam, kurang aja sia aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oooh, aqil is back from school ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'm gunna go now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye &amp;amp; I luv Ariffin Pipin❥, mwaaaaaah! :-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-2873442789598491754?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2873442789598491754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-im-boreeeeed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2873442789598491754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/2873442789598491754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-im-boreeeeed.html' title=''/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TFt3KpNWuxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/bn9BN6-q5vE/s72-c/2010-07-15+09.31.03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-1843166834155233612</id><published>2010-08-04T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:38:28.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammad Zulkarnain &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style='color: rgb(255, 32, 97);'&gt;Hello (:&lt;br /&gt;im back once again to update my half dead blog, hehe! *peace*&lt;br /&gt;well, sorry for th sudden hiatus alright (:&lt;br /&gt;as ive said earlier, im busy lazy :D&lt;br /&gt;uhm, hope you people understand me alright.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, despite updating blog &amp; so forth, am gunna brag about something happy (:&lt;br /&gt;well well.... lets see! (:&lt;br /&gt;my blood brother is coming out today! :D&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, 1 &amp; a half year ive been waiting.&lt;br /&gt;well, only god knows how much i needed him when im in such a mess :(&lt;br /&gt;okaaay, am not gunna make him stress when he comes out.&lt;br /&gt;well, am so sorry that my twitter has been privatized /:&lt;br /&gt;well, ive got my own reasons okay?&lt;br /&gt;so yea, like what ive said in twitter, i apologise now if im gunna totally ignore you people after my brother has come out.&lt;br /&gt;well, we need our family time also you know!&lt;br /&gt;we've got a lot of things to catch up too ^^&lt;br /&gt;well, firstly am gunna grant brother's wish.&lt;br /&gt;sentosaaaaaa, here we come ~~&lt;br /&gt;cousins, be ready alright (:&lt;br /&gt;all are invited okay. but if you feel you're un-invited, so be it (:&lt;br /&gt;won't force though, cause its a cousin gathering ^^&lt;br /&gt;will plan things again w cousinloves &amp; will confirm again on late august.&lt;br /&gt;jeeeez, cant wait cant wait! xD&lt;br /&gt;alright, despite being busy w my brother, i'll also be there for dy as i need him too okay.&lt;br /&gt;top priority, as always! :D&lt;br /&gt;eezaniesiuls. yea her, she's also my top priority okieeeee? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont forget her as she's always there in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, my eyes are heavy &amp; rotten already :(&lt;br /&gt;gunna get my sleep now then.&lt;br /&gt;good night, sleep tight. i luuuuuuv Muhammad Zulkarnain &amp; Abdul Ariffin! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5672026873514674462-1843166834155233612?l=yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1843166834155233612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/muhammad-zulkarnain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1843166834155233612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5672026873514674462/posts/default/1843166834155233612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourlittledecoyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/muhammad-zulkarnain.html' title='Muhammad Zulkarnain &amp;lt;3'/><author><name>feespinster, xoxo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01407716588757265968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5StiLUB0Ak/TqrpHfkWpZI/AAAAAAAABWo/Fg6qTEgu2bQ/s220/DSC_1289.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672026873514674462.post-2270736073699774485</id><published>2010-07-31T09:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:49:53.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TFN_ufGVRTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/G9FW7W5UbAo/s1600/2010-07-25+15.27.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkEVLIpGcR0/TFN_ufGVRTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/G9FW7W5UbAo/s320/2010-07-25+15.27.06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499880006548276530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;H-E-L-L-O (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back for an action, HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been wondering why I've been MIA-ing &amp;amp; not doing a proper post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me to know, for you guys to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Th only word I can say is BUSY LAZY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently my laptop has been officially un-touch by me eversince last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because sister has been bringing it out &amp;amp; so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, no more laptop for m
