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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>800</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6800979052505544777</id><published>2012-02-09T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:23:20.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>I hate twirls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lydvijtCbW1qd3478o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lydvijtCbW1qd3478o1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate seeing a guy carrying a girl like this. Cause you were the only one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who did that to me. It reminded me of how you'd carry me along the stairs in school when no one was around. And how you would twirl me around up at the 4th floor after classes or piggy back me at the beach and hotel and around school. When there was still an 'us'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-6800979052505544777?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6800979052505544777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=6800979052505544777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6800979052505544777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6800979052505544777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-hate-twirls.html' title='I hate twirls.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5390257129646671667</id><published>2012-02-07T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T12:30:49.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Time to stop and think and think real hard</title><content type='html'>I've been asking myself again and again why am I willing to go through with this? Why is he treating me this way and why are we not seeing the big picture at the same level and angle. I see it differently and he sees it differently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the lesson behind this and what is it that I'll come out with at the end of the day? Or is this some obstacle to test us whether we can really work together or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my mistake was to fall in love deeper when I thought I was gonna leave you for uk. Or that I realized how badly I treated you before that. I wanted to start over. I should've never fall for your words. But then how can I? That's my weakness for you. Cause that was what reminded me of us. On how we got together and how we got close to each other. It's sad thinking about then and thinking about now. And how far have we gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a sad story, that I just can't seem to get over yet. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5390257129646671667?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5390257129646671667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5390257129646671667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5390257129646671667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5390257129646671667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-to-stop-and-think-and-think-real.html' title='Time to stop and think and think real hard'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-3572222715116894050</id><published>2012-02-06T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T20:39:26.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Again and again</title><content type='html'>I've let you go and you brought me back. You told me you're a mess without me and you wanted us again. And last night you told me we can't be together? What the heck is going on la? I seriously can't take this anymore. Do you seriously enjoy stabbing my heart multiple times? I quietly wish you'd die or broke a leg or hand or even didn't make it to fulfill your dreams in becoming an internationally recognized musician or something. What you did to me is unforgivable. And inhuman! Have you not consider or thought that i've feelings myself? Without realizing, you really did change. And this is so disappointing. I thought we could probably last til 3-4 years? Heck we didn't even make it to 2 years. You told me whenever you think of me when we're together you want to go all out, how can you even go all out when all you think was about the future and not the present? I seriously still can't believe this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i just don't see it the way you to. I don't see in marrying you. I just see our relationship, and if it works til the end then it will if it doesn't then it won't but that is only when we're both ready to let go. Obviously we're not ready to let go. SO WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???? In all my past relationships, when i decide to let go, i wouldn't turn back. I'd be sure that that is the thing i want most at the time. Because i wouldn't want to regret it. But this? This isn't what i want. And it depends on you on how badly you want us and how deep you really love me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like I'm the one who loves you more than you really do love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-3572222715116894050?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3572222715116894050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3572222715116894050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3572222715116894050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3572222715116894050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/again-and-again.html' title='Again and again'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1572865947999013892</id><published>2012-02-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T23:07:43.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>1 week</title><content type='html'>Yes as promised! Here's my 1 week post of being a uni student. This may sound so old and long past since most of my friends from my batch in IS has already started uni last year. Where as for my course, intake is only once a year and it falls on february! Kinda suck to just rot and waste my life for what seems like forever. Oh forgot to wish you all a happy february! and chap goh mei. i'm not sure if it's today or what but i think it should be soon? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further a due, i'd post up pictures!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY0mRoJtsOo/Ty6Xu7SwtgI/AAAAAAAADLk/UpRBkt3-njo/s1600/IMG_1869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY0mRoJtsOo/Ty6Xu7SwtgI/AAAAAAAADLk/UpRBkt3-njo/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;first dinner at the apartment with jonathan and anna.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aAAcxfV64hs/Ty6YGo3M2TI/AAAAAAAADLs/J4OB2XSp9qg/s1600/IMG_1868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aAAcxfV64hs/Ty6YGo3M2TI/AAAAAAAADLs/J4OB2XSp9qg/s320/IMG_1868.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first day of school outfit. I didn't know what to expect so hence the very black and white attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the low quality of light cause this was taken at 7.45 in the morning.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zS6mjQMMXE/Ty6Ye2HXqEI/AAAAAAAADL0/ffneZydM3j8/s1600/IMG_1870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zS6mjQMMXE/Ty6Ye2HXqEI/AAAAAAAADL0/ffneZydM3j8/s320/IMG_1870.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPcg7J7Is5w/Ty6YgrLxvQI/AAAAAAAADL8/bnBjtlfdNVo/s1600/IMG_1871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPcg7J7Is5w/Ty6YgrLxvQI/AAAAAAAADL8/bnBjtlfdNVo/s320/IMG_1871.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Am1euBlM5k/Ty6YiKy6h3I/AAAAAAAADME/UN7GWFDNfRs/s1600/IMG_1872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Am1euBlM5k/Ty6YiKy6h3I/AAAAAAAADME/UN7GWFDNfRs/s320/IMG_1872.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRlD8tt6RoM/Ty6Yj7NdO8I/AAAAAAAADMM/6IO1Nrk9bFk/s1600/IMG_1873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cRlD8tt6RoM/Ty6Yj7NdO8I/AAAAAAAADMM/6IO1Nrk9bFk/s320/IMG_1873.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my messy apartment. those are ALL my landlady's stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I actually cleaned, rearranged the house with anna. Moped and clean it too.&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxKYDKPKRo/Ty6Y4IFC2xI/AAAAAAAADMU/8EbF01jyP2o/s1600/IMG_1875.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxKYDKPKRo/Ty6Y4IFC2xI/AAAAAAAADMU/8EbF01jyP2o/s320/IMG_1875.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd dinner with anna&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQjIYd6_2gE/Ty6ZKjt1cuI/AAAAAAAADMc/yU7fsR-QG_0/s1600/IMG_1880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KQjIYd6_2gE/Ty6ZKjt1cuI/AAAAAAAADMc/yU7fsR-QG_0/s320/IMG_1880.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;fireworks right outside my window:D&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iSrNZSZj1A/Ty6ZXxNr4II/AAAAAAAADMk/NHwEJ0LFHfs/s1600/IMG_1896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iSrNZSZj1A/Ty6ZXxNr4II/AAAAAAAADMk/NHwEJ0LFHfs/s320/IMG_1896.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd day outfit&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8ClnI0aEEw/Ty6ZhKcnIRI/AAAAAAAADMs/dDoqc0fwqEM/s1600/IMG_1899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8ClnI0aEEw/Ty6ZhKcnIRI/AAAAAAAADMs/dDoqc0fwqEM/s320/IMG_1899.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pink mania&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvjALrCitY/Ty6ZhvtK6tI/AAAAAAAADM0/meF-KxO5qIY/s1600/IMG_1900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZvjALrCitY/Ty6ZhvtK6tI/AAAAAAAADM0/meF-KxO5qIY/s320/IMG_1900.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;again view from the balcony of the apartment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xib2dHGDKFk/Ty6ZjL4fGvI/AAAAAAAADM8/pVitkdoqaO8/s1600/IMG_1901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xib2dHGDKFk/Ty6ZjL4fGvI/AAAAAAAADM8/pVitkdoqaO8/s320/IMG_1901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;first domino pizza and my home made salad with anna:)&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-daG7uQmo0JQ/Ty6Z6MZcVNI/AAAAAAAADNE/Nus7rP6NKw4/s1600/IMG_1902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-daG7uQmo0JQ/Ty6Z6MZcVNI/AAAAAAAADNE/Nus7rP6NKw4/s320/IMG_1902.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;moo yogurt at gardens with jonathan and anna:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4cus7vPUAQ/Ty6Z8doYxoI/AAAAAAAADNM/kIADZ9yVe_c/s1600/IMG_1912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4cus7vPUAQ/Ty6Z8doYxoI/AAAAAAAADNM/kIADZ9yVe_c/s320/IMG_1912.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;anna's first time making chicken and my first time making porridge with the slow cooker. haha&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: left;"&gt;I needed the porridge cause i think i was down with a minor food poisoning. i suspect it was from the bbq chicken at the gardens food hall. been spending the first week of orientation buying things for the apartment. and also trying to adjust myself to my schedule and etc. Been making new friends too. But it's just been a week and i'm bored of being here already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT!!!! The good thing is that i just found out that LMFAO's coming to kl!!! They're performing at sunway and hell yeah i'm going!!! I wanna go. Though it's gonna be on a school night :/ would need to arrange on transportation and also just in case, a place to crash:/ and how to get back to class the next day because i can't afford to fail at all! :S and by then classes would start. Gahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So yeah. Basically that's what's been happening. I'll post more pictures up from kl during the trip with my family later on cause this post is specifically dedicated for uni life!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Till then!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_997137943"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_997137944"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1572865947999013892?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1572865947999013892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1572865947999013892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1572865947999013892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1572865947999013892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/1-week.html' title='1 week'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY0mRoJtsOo/Ty6Xu7SwtgI/AAAAAAAADLk/UpRBkt3-njo/s72-c/IMG_1869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7656790016991337629</id><published>2012-02-03T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T13:36:13.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Countdown til Sunday</title><content type='html'>My first uni post would be on Sunday. So heads up people:) it'll be exactly a week since I've stayed on my own. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7656790016991337629?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7656790016991337629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7656790016991337629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7656790016991337629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7656790016991337629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/countdown-til-sunday.html' title='Countdown til Sunday'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5084808403687398574</id><published>2012-02-02T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:55:53.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;There are a new beginning. The next step in a person's evolution. But evolving is a tricky thing. You can't change without changing the world around you. And not everyone may see your transformation the same way you do. But if you can make it through, and truly be reborn, then maybe so can i. So beginning today, the past is just a prolong, it all starts from here.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5084808403687398574?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5084808403687398574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5084808403687398574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5084808403687398574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5084808403687398574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/quote_3789.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7476513627412892470</id><published>2012-02-02T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:42:24.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Blair: What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Trust me the last thing i wanna do is to show up here but even your mother seems to think we need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: Well what i need is for you to&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Don't marry him.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: Chuck..&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Don't marry him.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: All those people out there waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Yes they are. But they also want you to be happy which you're not going to be if you go through with this. Tell me i'm wrong and i'll leave.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: ....&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: You can't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7476513627412892470?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7476513627412892470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7476513627412892470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7476513627412892470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7476513627412892470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/quote_02.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-431755065200987030</id><published>2012-02-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:19:11.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Serena: I know you think you can't be with Chuck, because of the pact you made with god. But maybe the pact is just an excuse for you to protect yourself from the messiness and uncertainties of a life with the man you really love.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: I'll grow to love Louie. I'm sure of it and he'll never hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Serena: He won't have to. You're hurting yourself enough by marrying him. B, no matter whats happened between you and Chuck, the two of you have always been connected. Everything that you gone through keeps leading you back to each other. Just like it does with Dan and me. And i know that it scares you and i know that it's a risk, but don't enter into a false life just because you're afraid to face the real one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-431755065200987030?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/431755065200987030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=431755065200987030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/431755065200987030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/431755065200987030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/02/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2378449506884842350</id><published>2012-01-27T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:47:26.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“But how will I know who my soul mate is?”&lt;br /&gt;“By taking risks,” Wicca said to Brida. “By risking failure, disappointment, disillusion, but never ceasing in your search for love. As long as you keep looking, you will triumph in the end.”&lt;br /&gt;~Paul Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2378449506884842350?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2378449506884842350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2378449506884842350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2378449506884842350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2378449506884842350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote_27.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8812773379916944286</id><published>2012-01-16T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:55:25.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Yoyo straight in two days</title><content type='html'>So I've been hanging around with surya lately and been going to Yoyo straight in two days with these people. My sister, noer, Aries and surya. The first day was with Zu though. It was fun and intriguing in a way. Having deep thoughts conversations and also stupid ones. As if we've known each other on a long time. Some pictures from the second day meet up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-warLZs4VBZM/TxN0vY3Cm8I/AAAAAAAADKs/v3dAuhFddMc/s640/blogger-image--338216204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-warLZs4VBZM/TxN0vY3Cm8I/AAAAAAAADKs/v3dAuhFddMc/s640/blogger-image--338216204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FjZ3K_v0vE8/TxN08eyhYZI/AAAAAAAADK0/HT3X4_1MLEw/s640/blogger-image-1888556339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FjZ3K_v0vE8/TxN08eyhYZI/AAAAAAAADK0/HT3X4_1MLEw/s640/blogger-image-1888556339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-qux0iUKGe78/TxN1BZQb8RI/AAAAAAAADLE/MDAAxJyd4-Y/s640/blogger-image-1107197798.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;So, you’ll come across so many people in your life. Ones you think will stay in your life, stay with you forever. You come across people you will love, very much. But sometimes love isn’t enough to tackle all the obstacles in life and you will have to deal with the heartbreak of knowing that that person you love is gone and you’re left, alone, to try your very hardest to fall out of love. To do something you never thought you’d have to do. Just keep your head held high. Don’t let it get to you, don’t fall apart. Clear your heart and let it go. And when it comes around again, let love in. Because you never know. It’s all about having faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-3689702801329049853?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3689702801329049853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3689702801329049853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3689702801329049853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3689702801329049853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote_15.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-9075872480632115553</id><published>2012-01-13T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:06:18.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right. You believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. -Marilyn Monroe&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-9075872480632115553?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9075872480632115553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=9075872480632115553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9075872480632115553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9075872480632115553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote_13.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8806728381960197063</id><published>2012-01-11T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:48:44.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 06: A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most crazy things with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 11: A picture of something you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 12: A picture of something you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 19: A picture and a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 20: A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 28: A picture of something you’re afraid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku7y3jVxAC1qzdr3mo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku7y3jVxAC1qzdr3mo1_400.jpg" width="320" /&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 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Yep gossip girl. My fav ever since Annaclare or was Iris introduced it to me during form 4. Hooked to it ever since and am anticipating for its latest episode season 5 episode 11:) Why is it my favorite? Because it teaches me lots of things actually. Indirectly. I'm not sure if this happens to just me but yeah. I've learnt on friendship, on trust, on love, on life, on family and also on style. I love seeing their clothes and accessories. How Serena could just pull off a messy hair up do look any day. How Blair looks absolutely poise and how she makes me feel i can be as powerful as she is if i just believe in myself. Also because i like Blake Lively and Leighton Meester, Ed Westwick and Chace Crawford :D&lt;/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/36014277-8806728381960197063?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8806728381960197063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8806728381960197063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8806728381960197063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8806728381960197063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4809402962099769000</id><published>2012-01-10T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:00:37.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>My Baby Bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cra7_kD8hr8/Twu2kIpgC-I/AAAAAAAADKc/NLr1o2KGLFg/s1600/DSC_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cra7_kD8hr8/Twu2kIpgC-I/AAAAAAAADKc/NLr1o2KGLFg/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" width="212" /&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;I look so tiny compared to him! Haha meet my little brother.&amp;nbsp;This was taken in Jakarta. I miss Jakarta:( I definitely can stay there much longer than i can in KL.&amp;nbsp;This is definitely a fact. I dread KL. I think the only exciting bit that i'm actually looking forward to is decorating my room. Mmmhmm. Sad case.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4809402962099769000?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4809402962099769000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4809402962099769000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4809402962099769000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4809402962099769000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-baby-bro.html' title='My Baby Bro'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cra7_kD8hr8/Twu2kIpgC-I/AAAAAAAADKc/NLr1o2KGLFg/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2924868491206378121</id><published>2012-01-10T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:43:30.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Ameera Tiara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 06: A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most crazy things with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 11: A picture of something you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 12: A picture of something you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 19: A picture and a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 20: A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 28: A picture of something you’re afraid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wE8Z1oXA_zk/TwuxuLxWisI/AAAAAAAADKE/mSjdmc1xClU/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wE8Z1oXA_zk/TwuxuLxWisI/AAAAAAAADKE/mSjdmc1xClU/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Meet Ameera Tiara. Known her since primary school. And we only got close around primary 6? When she sat in front of me in class. Haha. She's always been there in times of good and bad. Though she looks drunk in that picture but haha i hope you don't mind meera! Currently she's taking up medicine and lately we've been skyping lots! can't wait to see her next week as she's having her semester exams at the moment. I used to think she was weird back when we were small because she was so into insects and animals that she'd catch big beetles and play them in class. Now? She loves to karaoke, chill out and just go crazy. Haha we always have our crazy moments together.&amp;nbsp;&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/36014277-2924868491206378121?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2924868491206378121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2924868491206378121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2924868491206378121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2924868491206378121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/ameera-tiara.html' title='Ameera Tiara'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wE8Z1oXA_zk/TwuxuLxWisI/AAAAAAAADKE/mSjdmc1xClU/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8165465952587904835</id><published>2012-01-08T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:12:51.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Moment of silence that kills.</title><content type='html'>Here we are standing facing each other, each holding a loaded gun ready to pull the trigger. The question is who starts? I gave up and let go a day before new years eve last year and you kept telling me you're sorry about it and that you love me. And just last night you told me the same thing and i told you to fight for me and you said okay, and now i showed you the song you tell me don't? God. You're still so confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the question is, what am i gonna do about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8165465952587904835?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8165465952587904835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8165465952587904835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8165465952587904835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8165465952587904835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/moment-of-silence-that-kills.html' title='Moment of silence that kills.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8573243176722215483</id><published>2012-01-08T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:01:21.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>I won't give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 460px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdN5GyTl8K0?version=3&amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdN5GyTl8K0?version=3&amp;feature=player_embedded" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="460" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8573243176722215483?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8573243176722215483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8573243176722215483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8573243176722215483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8573243176722215483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wont-give-up.html' title='I won&apos;t give up.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2096929893336834565</id><published>2012-01-08T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:32:00.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Public again?</title><content type='html'>I've been turning my privacy mode on and off for the couple of weeks. Yes indecisive. Then i figured, what is the point of blogging and letting my thoughts out if it's not heard? Probably for certain personal issues but then again, come to think about it, i &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;really blog every single detail anyways. I'd probably blog and vent out how i feel but not the whole entire thing. Just what really bugs me and i couldn't take it no longer, so i decided to burst. Otherwise, i'd turn to friends (you know who you are) and just talk it out instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first week of january so far, so good. Except the whole relationship issue which i haven't really gone past that. There's still so much to figure out. Seriously the most complicated thing i've landed myself into. Though S Club 7's song "Have you ever" really suits my situation right now. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8FR0SBQd4X4?rel=0" width="460"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2096929893336834565?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2096929893336834565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2096929893336834565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2096929893336834565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2096929893336834565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/public-again.html' title='Public again?'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8FR0SBQd4X4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5470364517102863892</id><published>2012-01-06T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:36:33.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>Self esteem is more than just feeling good about yourself. It's the glue that holds you together when things get uncomfortable or tough. It's a way for you to learn from your mistakes and to trust your gut when it's time to make a decision. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5470364517102863892?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5470364517102863892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5470364517102863892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5470364517102863892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5470364517102863892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-779219482832805760</id><published>2012-01-03T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:20:35.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>What Is Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a slow kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;It is anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you.&lt;br /&gt;It is acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet.&lt;br /&gt;It is patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the innersoles.&lt;br /&gt;It is exploration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not having to say, "Let's make love", because you know what the other person wants.&lt;br /&gt;It is understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed.&lt;br /&gt;It is consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles.&lt;br /&gt;It is humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being told, "Stop and I'll kill you".&lt;br /&gt;It is desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door to the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;It is abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is seeing what your lover really looks like for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;It is truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is knowing what time it is and not caring.&lt;br /&gt;It is joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace.&lt;br /&gt;It is ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is telling a person, if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be awakened.&lt;br /&gt;It is tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;It is where fantasy meets reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being there to wake your lover........slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It is sensuousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is belatedly knowing why you bought a king size bed three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;It is practicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is two people only taking up a third of a king size bed.&lt;br /&gt;It is closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to the right person.&lt;br /&gt;It is trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is saying goodbye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent.&lt;br /&gt;It is faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore".&lt;br /&gt;It is a lesson in human fragility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is opening your medicine cabinet and finding your toothpaste turned into a pretzel.&lt;br /&gt;It is adaptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is sitting at the window, looking out, and remembering who you were with the night before.&lt;br /&gt;It is reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm, and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover.&lt;br /&gt;It is loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is stories that will never be told.&lt;br /&gt;It is personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-779219482832805760?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/779219482832805760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=779219482832805760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/779219482832805760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/779219482832805760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4125408260556212317</id><published>2012-01-03T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T17:35:49.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>True love</title><content type='html'>“true love is when you care enough for another person to allow them the space and time they need to become all they can be.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4125408260556212317?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4125408260556212317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4125408260556212317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4125408260556212317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4125408260556212317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/true-love.html' title='True love'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2024330194293628924</id><published>2012-01-03T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:36:17.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>To 2011, With love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvx1i8LMkD1qde4zko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvx1i8LMkD1qde4zko1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2024330194293628924?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2024330194293628924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2024330194293628924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2024330194293628924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2024330194293628924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-2011-with-love.html' title='To 2011, With love.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8873607845968205968</id><published>2012-01-03T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:22:48.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Day 1: A picture of myself with 10 facts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 06: A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most crazy things with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 11: A picture of something you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 12: A picture of something you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 19: A picture and a letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 20: A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 28: A picture of something you’re afraid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gjFq8iQeY0/TwKqUgrx9XI/AAAAAAAADJ0/pnHSquSmEzQ/s1600/AiN248-CMAEHd_Y.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gjFq8iQeY0/TwKqUgrx9XI/AAAAAAAADJ0/pnHSquSmEzQ/s320/AiN248-CMAEHd_Y.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;1. I loathe and disgust cicak!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;2. I like drinking plain warm water. Simple as that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;3. I love the color pink! On top of all my other favorite color like, turquoise, light pink, yellow, white, apple green. Sometimes i feel as if i like ALL colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;4. I much prefer an iphone to a blackberry. GO APPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;5. Most of the time, i do things according to my mood. So i guess, my mood plays a huge role in whatever i do for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;6. I much prefer sunrise to sunset. It's like seeing the world wake up. And to me, that's beautiful and priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;7. I'm a sucker for romance. And anything love, romantic sentimentality related. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;8. I procrastinate a LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;9. I love watching tv series! You name it, gossip girl, how i met your mother, glee, the walking dead, pretty little liars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;10. I can sometimes be quiet (doesn't quite implies that i'm shy. but i might just be tired of talking. yeah i'm weird like that. i can be tired of talking while some people seem like they can talk forever!) and i can be super loud too! when my adrenaline kicks in and im feeling craaaaaaaaaaaazay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8873607845968205968?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8873607845968205968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8873607845968205968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8873607845968205968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8873607845968205968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-picture-of-myself-with-10-facts.html' title='Day 1: A picture of myself with 10 facts.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gjFq8iQeY0/TwKqUgrx9XI/AAAAAAAADJ0/pnHSquSmEzQ/s72-c/AiN248-CMAEHd_Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5055719163420633246</id><published>2012-01-03T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:09:08.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>Am i seriously doing this again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Day 01: A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;br /&gt;Day 02: A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.&lt;br /&gt;Day 03: A picture of the cast from your favorite show.&lt;br /&gt;Day 04: A picture of your favourite night.&lt;br /&gt;Day 05: A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;br /&gt;Day 06: A picture of a person you’d love to trade places with for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Day 07: A picture of your most treasured item.&lt;br /&gt;Day 08: A picture that makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Day 09: A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: A picture of the person you do the most crazy things with.&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: A picture of something you hate.&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: A picture of something you love.&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: A picture of your favorite band or artist.&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: A picture of something you could never imagine your life without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: A picture of something you want to do before you die.&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: A picture of someone who inspires you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: A picture of your biggest insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;Day 19: A picture and a letter.&lt;br /&gt;Day 20: A picture of somewhere you’d love to travel.&lt;br /&gt;Day 21: A picture of something you wish you could forget.&lt;br /&gt;Day 22: A picture of something you wish you were better at.&lt;br /&gt;Day 23: A picture of your favorite book.&lt;br /&gt;Day 24: A picture of something you wish you could change.&lt;br /&gt;Day 25: A picture of your favorite day.&lt;br /&gt;Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 27: A picture of yourself and a family member.&lt;br /&gt;Day 28: A picture of something you’re afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I know i've been putting up things like this on my tumblr or blogger for like a gazillion times and never quite finish them! I vow to finish this one this time! Pinky promise! LETS DO THIS SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would officially be my first post of 2012. Initially, wanted to post a post on the 1st of January instead but i couldn't bring myself to blog. And just an update of quotes like i normally do (?) wouldn't quite feel and look as if i'm welcoming the new year at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lots of people has been asking me whether or not i'm okay? After finding out that me and jon sort of broke up? Honestly, i'm still not okay. And come to think of it, i don't think we even broke up. It doesn't even feel like a break up. Even he said so himself. I think what is really happening between us now is that we're taking our time off from this relationship. It's quite hard to really know the problem? Because our friend here (Jon) isn't quite used to opening up. Well, it's either that or he just really is plain confused. I think he still is til now. So hence, the take time off comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused about what you might wonder? Lots of things, religion (yes, mainly thats the biggest issue here), uni's starting for the both of us (uni just started for him today. sooooo yeah), and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above it all, we still love each other very much. Hence, the confusedness intertwines. Everything feels like a giant, massive, &amp;nbsp;turmoil. Sucking every bit of happiness we have left in us. Probably taking this time off is a good idea after all. We're gonna talk again on the 29th. That time, i'll be in KL. He texted me on new years midnight wishing me a happy new year and saying that he wished i was there with him and stuffs. And then he began saying that he wants to meet me up the next day and on monday (the day he'll be flying off) before he leaves. But i turned him down. Because! He wanted the time off remember? Sigh. It hurt turning him down. And it hurt not sending him off. But we're taking time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem now for me is that, how am i supposed to treat him while we're taking time off? How do i regard him? As a friend? Not quite right. As a lover? Not right neither. HAIH. This is the most complicated shit i've ever landed myself into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess so far that's that for new years eve update. I'll be posting up pictures from my vacation soon! I haven't even transferred pictures from my camera nor my phone into the laptop. And also from the beach party! It was sooooooooo fun! Which made me wanna go to the beach party on new years too! But was texted by munich (the organizer) saying that there were no coverage charge or something? So we all assumed there'll be lots of pilaks going. Which made me turn heads to chocolate factory! But then again, i couldn't go. Family wanted me to spend new years with them. Haha. OH wells. There's always next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to 2012. May it brings us less disappointments, more good memories and a worthwhile roller coaster adventure. Cheers everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5055719163420633246?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5055719163420633246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5055719163420633246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5055719163420633246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5055719163420633246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2012/01/am-i-seriously-doing-this-again.html' title='Am i seriously doing this again?'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2899918794890246868</id><published>2011-12-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:46:48.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Kiss me slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F7RbBB-lT5o?rel=0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2899918794890246868?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2899918794890246868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2899918794890246868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2899918794890246868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2899918794890246868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/kiss-me-slowly_30.html' title='Kiss me slowly'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F7RbBB-lT5o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-249488866325335710</id><published>2011-12-30T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:47:16.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Sorry but i don't think i'm able to blog about what happened today. And probably til the next few days. Let the new year opens another book for me. Not a chapter mind you. I'm done with this book. It's time to keep it on the shelf. I don't think i'll be looking at it anytime soon. Perhaps one day if i want to look at it and reminisce back into memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, i bid you goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-249488866325335710?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/249488866325335710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=249488866325335710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/249488866325335710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/249488866325335710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_30.html' title='-'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5804040559997088480</id><published>2011-12-30T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:01:18.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthsary'/><title type='text'>21 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 21 months hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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they become words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;- - Frank Outlaw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4439764908331172428?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4439764908331172428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4439764908331172428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4439764908331172428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4439764908331172428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_29.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-634151935483965988</id><published>2011-12-27T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T19:30:19.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are strong, and you really do have worth.” -Veronica A. Shoffstall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-634151935483965988?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/634151935483965988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=634151935483965988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/634151935483965988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/634151935483965988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_27.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2990865387200382579</id><published>2011-12-25T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:55:32.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! It's been a while since I've last update this blog. Sorry for the mia. Am actually still away for vacation. Going home soon though! In a couple of days I mean. Been away for two weeks plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots been happening lately. But not much pictures cause I was too lazy. Been busy shopping and enjoying eating. Haha so pardon me for not taking lots of pictures. I can't wait for our trip to the states though! Would definitely visit Los Angeles, New York, Houston, Las Vegas and California! Those are my must visit places. Need to catch up with a few friends from the states. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out in a bit. I'll be posting pictures later tonight. Merry Christmas again everyone!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2990865387200382579?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2990865387200382579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2990865387200382579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2990865387200382579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2990865387200382579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone!'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-3041288517093747499</id><published>2011-12-17T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T19:03:11.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“When we say things like “people don’t change” it drives scientists crazy because change is literally the only constant in all of science. Energy. Matter. It’s always changing, morphing, merging, growing, dying. It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural. The way we cling to what things were instead of letting things be what they are. The way we cling to old memories instead of forming new ones. The way we insist on believing despite every scientific indication that anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is constant. How we experience change that’s up to us. It can feel like death or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, loosen our grips, go with it, it can feel like pure adrenaline. Like at any moment we can have another chance at life. Like at any moment, we can be born all over again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Grey’s Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-3041288517093747499?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3041288517093747499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3041288517093747499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3041288517093747499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3041288517093747499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_17.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2910003790593978458</id><published>2011-12-11T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T12:42:40.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>Bad things happen to you to make you realize your true potential, strength, will power, and heart. Have faith and stay strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2910003790593978458?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2910003790593978458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2910003790593978458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2910003790593978458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2910003790593978458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_6642.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva 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We had dinner in brass monkey and the dessert was heavenly. She claimed she had one of the best cream carbonara. Was it carbonara that she ordered? I think so. Hahahah. Anyways! Pictures up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nTOYGS-GDnw/TuHqAcpHKYI/AAAAAAAADGY/9I7DdnWJOuQ/s640/blogger-image-1098313166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nTOYGS-GDnw/TuHqAcpHKYI/AAAAAAAADGY/9I7DdnWJOuQ/s640/blogger-image-1098313166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t2NK5kiPwfY/TuHqeghSDEI/AAAAAAAADGg/S1Ep-jWWA_k/s640/blogger-image-120640272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-t2NK5kiPwfY/TuHqeghSDEI/AAAAAAAADGg/S1Ep-jWWA_k/s640/blogger-image-120640272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-k9tMxutChF4/TuHuS_F_jOI/AAAAAAAADGo/QyhwkX9VkSE/s640/blogger-image-1611910292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; font-weight: normal; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m willing to make it work if you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;As long as you put in effort, I will too. I don’t like when people give up so easily. I don’t think there’s ever really a right “time” to let someone go. If they mean something to you, you should try your hardest to keep them in your life no matter what. No one said finding the person for you was a walk in the park.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;THIS!!! IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEED!!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ugh i just wished you see it the way I do.&lt;/div&gt;I'm scared if i &lt;b&gt;make&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;you see it the way i do, then you're afraid to try.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that's when i know your love isn't as strong as mine.&lt;br /&gt;And that i should let you go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8313841236862304080?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8313841236862304080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8313841236862304080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8313841236862304080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8313841236862304080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/relationships-arent-supposed-to-be-easy.html' title='Relationships aren&apos;t supposed to be easy.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8864946449643282420</id><published>2011-12-09T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:38:07.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Perfectly me</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;I learned that I’m the kind of girl who believes in the odds of forever. I believe in building foundations and starting slow. I believe in the romantic notion of spending your life with someone who has seen you through ages and temperaments and moments of shame. I believe in keeping a commitment with someone who has seen you through numbers: birthdays, pounds lost, pounds gained, people leaving, people dying. I believe in testing friendship over time. I believe that the most naked you can get with someone is in the middle of a deep conversation and I believe in having those conversations with someone, hopefully for the rest of my lifetime. If you haven’t figured it out already, I’m one of those old-fashioned girls who actually hope to marry her best friend one day.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8864946449643282420?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8864946449643282420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8864946449643282420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8864946449643282420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8864946449643282420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/perfectly-me.html' title='Perfectly me'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8671897600061406247</id><published>2011-12-08T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:54:08.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Fact 10#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0bbwlDc5z1qaobbko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0bbwlDc5z1qaobbko1_500.png" width="320" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The story of my life atm:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8671897600061406247?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8671897600061406247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8671897600061406247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8671897600061406247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8671897600061406247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/fact-10.html' title='Fact 10#'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8590257383924283915</id><published>2011-12-08T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:08:54.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Fact 9#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvoyvcqZEj1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvoyvcqZEj1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess they're right. Cause i fell in love with your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably why its so hard to let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8590257383924283915?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8590257383924283915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8590257383924283915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8590257383924283915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8590257383924283915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/fact-9.html' title='Fact 9#'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7329963766654166628</id><published>2011-12-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:54:19.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Fact 8#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvv3stodwo1qlzyy9o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvv3stodwo1qlzyy9o1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember how you used to piggy back ride me around school after school hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; during holidays when we had to go school for the handbook matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When no one was around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss that:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7329963766654166628?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7329963766654166628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7329963766654166628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7329963766654166628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7329963766654166628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/fact-8.html' title='Fact 8#'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7630022241581910027</id><published>2011-12-08T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:45:09.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Worst feelings I've had so far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvidw5GTPF1r78jn8o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvidw5GTPF1r78jn8o1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7630022241581910027?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7630022241581910027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7630022241581910027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7630022241581910027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7630022241581910027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/worst-feelings-ive-had-so-far.html' title='Worst feelings I&apos;ve had so far.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2837112057209127094</id><published>2011-12-08T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:44:16.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Tinos; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2837112057209127094?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2837112057209127094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2837112057209127094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2837112057209127094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2837112057209127094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4556432566288069693</id><published>2011-12-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:35:17.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrsfx8GWHO1qc4g8vo1_r2_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrsfx8GWHO1qc4g8vo1_r2_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4556432566288069693?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4556432566288069693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4556432566288069693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4556432566288069693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4556432566288069693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-9002843921237465352</id><published>2011-12-07T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T01:40:23.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>Honestly I think I've been patient long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to put an end to this and not make you treat me like a toy. I'm not something you can on or off whenever you like. I'm not something you can want one minute and throw me away the next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't allow you to use me or play me. You are clearly not the guy I fell in love with. Cause that guy isn't rude, selfish and conceited. He's not bloody ignorant as you are. And definitely not as heartless as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that annoyed me was how sudden this was. We were actually going great. It is obvious that you just either have something for that girl or perhaps another girl or you're just too busy getting caught up and trying to fit in your music field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since school finish, you've changed. Ever since you've ventured into this field. You've changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad to see you turning into someone I don't know anymore. Someone I will never fall in love with. Someone i barely knew at all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-9002843921237465352?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9002843921237465352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=9002843921237465352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9002843921237465352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9002843921237465352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4156850606491093882</id><published>2011-12-06T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:58:56.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my boyfriend is the worst ever - you can't imagine. i've cried myself to sleep everyday for about two weeks. he tells me he cares about me, but i know he doesn't and i don't want to be alive anymore. i'm sick of feeling like shit every single day - he's so two faced and hypocritical and i honestly don't know what to do anymore. my school is quite small, so i see him everyday; so i can't get over him, there are no other guys to help me get over him either. it's been a year and a half. :( xx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p3"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p4"&gt;well, i think the best thing to do is just break up with him. he’s not worth your tears! You DON’T need a guy to be happy. And being single is more fun anyway! Think about it, is it really worth being so upset? You might really like him, but he doesn’t have your best intentions. You have to look after yourself before anyone else. Besides, I believe there’s someone out there for everyone. You’re still young, and you have plenty of time to find someone. But that’s just my opinion. YOU know what’s best for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p4"&gt;If you want to stop feeling bad though, you need to find the source of it…and then get rid of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p5"&gt;Hope I could help &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p6"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiskey-andlace.tumblr.com/ask"&gt;Ask whiskey-andlace a question&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul class="ul1"&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://janellystrawberryjellyyy.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;janellystrawberryjellyyy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicismymylife.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;musicismymylife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tublancita.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tublancita&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://yourfaceismyfavoriteface.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yourfaceismyfavoriteface&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; said: &lt;/b&gt;Not to butt in on this, but I have had a similar problem as this anon for a while now and I have just realized about a day ago that he is not worth your time. If any guy treats you poorly and without respect just leave him. I believe there is someone for everyone roaming… &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://liv3laughlovelif3.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;liv3laughlovelif3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://summerbraidsandmermaids.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;summerbraidsandmermaids&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="li8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://ambiguous-lucidity.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ambiguous-lucidity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; liked this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4156850606491093882?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4156850606491093882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4156850606491093882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4156850606491093882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4156850606491093882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-advice.html' title='Love advice'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6880554728342689136</id><published>2011-12-06T11:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:48:56.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvrjpx0aCB1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvrjpx0aCB1qzr04eo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5201626824979416678?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5201626824979416678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5201626824979416678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5201626824979416678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5201626824979416678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_3548.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6120991148494118285</id><published>2011-12-06T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:34:24.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lup90jzHCo1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lup90jzHCo1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-6120991148494118285?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6120991148494118285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=6120991148494118285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6120991148494118285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6120991148494118285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/picture_3647.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8217365271525100025</id><published>2011-12-06T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:32:04.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvr8l6gLV31qcf9ito1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvr8l6gLV31qcf9ito1_500.jpg" width="213" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is such a cute and nice wedding souvenir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will keep this in mind;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8217365271525100025?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8217365271525100025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8217365271525100025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8217365271525100025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8217365271525100025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/picture_8000.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-9103514456647837521</id><published>2011-12-06T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:28:31.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf9oweTxsZ1qduavmo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf9oweTxsZ1qduavmo1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-9103514456647837521?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9103514456647837521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=9103514456647837521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9103514456647837521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9103514456647837521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/picture_06.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1915798446703591277</id><published>2011-12-06T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:27:56.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Irish Wristwatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz1v3eSQ3Z1qzh5gno1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz1v3eSQ3Z1qzh5gno1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1915798446703591277?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1915798446703591277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1915798446703591277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1915798446703591277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1915798446703591277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/irish-wristwatch.html' title='Irish Wristwatch'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2646809855989651675</id><published>2011-12-06T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:16:53.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Om mom mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lutqr7hQ4M1r6e0n5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lutqr7hQ4M1r6e0n5o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next time i bake, i'm gonna try and make this!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuff that cookie with some oreo yeayur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2646809855989651675?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2646809855989651675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2646809855989651675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2646809855989651675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2646809855989651675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/om-mom-mom.html' title='Om mom mom'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-9195280359498896678</id><published>2011-12-06T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:06:10.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W7PHhNRXf1U/Tt2FKY1zS_I/AAAAAAAADGQ/AOHdggcUpzk/s640/blogger-image--79580879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W7PHhNRXf1U/Tt2FKY1zS_I/AAAAAAAADGQ/AOHdggcUpzk/s640/blogger-image--79580879.jpg" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it's over and it's gone, you almost wish that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you could have all the bad stuffs back do that you can have the good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-9195280359498896678?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9195280359498896678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=9195280359498896678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9195280359498896678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9195280359498896678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote_06.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W7PHhNRXf1U/Tt2FKY1zS_I/AAAAAAAADGQ/AOHdggcUpzk/s72-c/blogger-image--79580879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7430558057892092346</id><published>2011-12-06T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:53:32.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19th birthday surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Pictures from his 19th birthday surprise and 20th monthsary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TA9epj3veRk/Tt2Do5drKhI/AAAAAAAADGA/lnAZ_q8BHSg/s640/blogger-image--1147412371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Cv4begQp98/Tt2DqqvQ2mI/AAAAAAAADGI/SZvvX9UJU_g/s640/blogger-image-801209438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Cv4begQp98/Tt2DqqvQ2mI/AAAAAAAADGI/SZvvX9UJU_g/s640/blogger-image-801209438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7430558057892092346?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7430558057892092346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7430558057892092346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7430558057892092346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7430558057892092346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/pictures-from-his-19th-birthday.html' title='Pictures from his 19th birthday surprise and 20th monthsary.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4NQgIgk3IFg/Tt2DG2GC8KI/AAAAAAAADEg/p0C522yy5AI/s72-c/blogger-image-798185233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7893543147449182640</id><published>2011-12-06T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:47:07.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Happy 19th birthday baby:)</title><content type='html'>Hey handsome, &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday. Guess I got to spend time with you on your birthday after all:) this years birthday is definitely better than last years and I hope you like the present:) I had fun today. &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday again:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DyusIT_47HQ/TtnMzSF6vTI/AAAAAAAADEI/rojtjY5h6SA/s640/blogger-image-1950058667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DyusIT_47HQ/TtnMzSF6vTI/AAAAAAAADEI/rojtjY5h6SA/s640/blogger-image-1950058667.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YulU9NDxlKI/TtnMxUr0P6I/AAAAAAAADEA/X0xRVE2xOrc/s640/blogger-image-800948648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YulU9NDxlKI/TtnMxUr0P6I/AAAAAAAADEA/X0xRVE2xOrc/s640/blogger-image-800948648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xzteDbiOhXs/Tt2B7UH7g1I/AAAAAAAADEY/C1Jq2PY2PzI/s640/blogger-image-1466629005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xzteDbiOhXs/Tt2B7UH7g1I/AAAAAAAADEY/C1Jq2PY2PzI/s640/blogger-image-1466629005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7893543147449182640?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7893543147449182640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7893543147449182640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7893543147449182640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7893543147449182640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-19th-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy 19th birthday baby:)'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DyusIT_47HQ/TtnMzSF6vTI/AAAAAAAADEI/rojtjY5h6SA/s72-c/blogger-image-1950058667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6300818983873156571</id><published>2011-12-06T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:47:26.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>Things will get easier, peoples mind will change, and you should be alive to see it. -Ellen show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-6300818983873156571?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6300818983873156571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=6300818983873156571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6300818983873156571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6300818983873156571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4801054803153268354</id><published>2011-12-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:05:40.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>She was mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tYD6L90H3N0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tYD6L90H3N0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="264" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song he sang for me. It was in his stupid french car on the road from the beach i think? :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4801054803153268354?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4801054803153268354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4801054803153268354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4801054803153268354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4801054803153268354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/she-was-mine.html' title='She was mine.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4842365822263457537</id><published>2011-12-01T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:57:46.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lte80vFBhS1qbmk0ho1_r1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lte80vFBhS1qbmk0ho1_r1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4842365822263457537?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4842365822263457537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4842365822263457537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4842365822263457537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4842365822263457537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7243766800597736423</id><published>2011-12-01T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:46:51.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>20 months and early 19th</title><content type='html'>So I planned on surprising him for his 19th birthday and our 20th months. It started out when I dragged him to go watch breaking dawn with me. Hahah he had no idea on what's coming after that. Then I dragged him to padini, times and also cotton on while waiting for the boys to get their asses in sunset bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Suria around 4.30 and by the time we reach star hotel was around near 5. I didn't realize I text the wrong person in telling Alex I was there. Hahahahah. No wonder he and Jo Liew came out from their hiding late. I had no idea where they hid btw. They were that good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I planned out earlier to get the waiter to bring him his birthday cupcakes and present after I asked for the menu. Hahah it was definitely a surprise. He didn't expect a thing! So he was definitely shocked. I videoed him opening his present though. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got him a swatch leather watch. At least I think it's leather? It looks leather. And we talked about it again. It hurts knowing like he's being all indecisive and all but I don't know. I'm still figuring out whether or not he wants this. I feel sometimes he does sometimes he don't. And some say he needs reassurance others say what he's doing to me is just bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I dont know. How long I'll keep up and how long til I don't love him anymore. It's tiring and it hurts but in the end of the day Im still able to smile knowing he's mine and that I'm his. It sounds ridiculous I know. As if you're questioning yourself is what she's doing seriously worth it? But like I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7243766800597736423?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7243766800597736423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7243766800597736423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7243766800597736423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7243766800597736423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/20-months-and-early-19th.html' title='20 months and early 19th'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5035003587404407750</id><published>2011-12-01T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:45:57.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Oreo cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu8l8jjHt41qe49wpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu8l8jjHt41qe49wpo1_500.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd definitely wanna try making it like this. Most of the time, the oreo cheesecake i bake has more cheese than the oreo crust. From this picture as you can see, the oreo crust is quite.... thick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5035003587404407750?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5035003587404407750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5035003587404407750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5035003587404407750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5035003587404407750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/oreo-cheese.html' title='Oreo cheese'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1575808038596360809</id><published>2011-12-01T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:40:19.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Something I Can Relate To.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;I don’t want you to date other people. It may not be enough for you, but I’m trying here so I don’t want you to date anybody but me. That’s it. Except, I’m scared as hell to want you, but here I am, wanting you anyway. And fear means I have something to lose, right? And I don’t want to lose you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1575808038596360809?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1575808038596360809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1575808038596360809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1575808038596360809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1575808038596360809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-i-can-relate-to_01.html' title='Something I Can Relate To.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1293009245553627867</id><published>2011-12-01T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:26:00.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Something I Can Relate To.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;One of the hardest decisions to choose between is whether to give up on something you love, to throw away something you’ve invested so much time and effort in, or to keep holding onto it, as it slowly tears you apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1293009245553627867?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1293009245553627867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1293009245553627867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1293009245553627867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1293009245553627867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-i-can-relate-to.html' title='Something I Can Relate To.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-323853468535880552</id><published>2011-12-01T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:14:00.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>If I Trust You,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Don’t go and screw it up. I trusted you for a reason. Don’t go and screw it up and make me have a reason not to trust you anymore. Prove to me why I trusted you, not why I did trust you. If I tell you something, I’m expecting you to keep it a secret. Don’t go snooping behind my back telling other people what I said about them. It makes you an instigator. Don’t be the reason why I have,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;trust issues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/36014277-323853468535880552?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/323853468535880552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=323853468535880552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/323853468535880552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/323853468535880552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-i-trust-you.html' title='If I Trust You,'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7811991616054819862</id><published>2011-12-01T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:09:30.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>I need someone like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;I need that someone,that will never give up on me. No matter how many times we fight. Even if I’m the biggest bitch in the world to them, they’ll stay. They’ll look at the positive, and see our bright future together. Someone that can bring me up when I’m down. Someone that can handle their stress and my stress at the same time. Someone that is willing to get through any damn obstacle together. Someone&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;that will never&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ever&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;give up on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/36014277-7811991616054819862?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7811991616054819862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7811991616054819862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7811991616054819862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7811991616054819862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-need-someone-like-this.html' title='I need someone like this.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-358588758440308867</id><published>2011-12-01T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T17:28:43.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lviloqduij1qzvhmpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lviloqduij1qzvhmpo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-358588758440308867?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/358588758440308867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=358588758440308867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/358588758440308867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/358588758440308867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/picture.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-3638109447337334079</id><published>2011-12-01T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:38:35.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long after the clubs have closed, disco inferno rages on. For some, it's burning desire that keeps them awake at night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For others it's the flame of uncertainty that plague them. I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;f you're going to play with matches make sure you don't leave them around to spark the flame anew. Disco isn't actually dead. And neither am I. XOXO —Gossip Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/36014277-3638109447337334079?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3638109447337334079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3638109447337334079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3638109447337334079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3638109447337334079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/gossip-girl-quote_01.html' title='Gossip Girl Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8425637354067967368</id><published>2011-12-01T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:33:23.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Quote</title><content type='html'>Chuck: Why did you walked out of therapy?&lt;br /&gt;Blair: You weren't gonna reveal your secrets and i had cakes to taste. So if you'll excuse me, I haven't even begun on the buttercream.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: Doctor Krueger thought you were upset I returned the ring.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: He has too many PhDs they cancel each other out and make him a moron.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: I returned it because you asked me to let you go. I wanted to move on, to give you the happy life you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: All this time, I blamed you. For pulling me into the dark, but i was wrong. It was me who brought out your dark side. And now that I'm with Louie, I've done the same to him. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: You never pulled me to the dark side Blair.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: I appreciate that you're trying to make me feel better. But i have my answer.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: You were the lightest thing that ever came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: Why did it take to let me go to make you find this whole new side of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: I only turned dark and desperate because i was afraid of losing you. Your love kept me alive.&lt;br /&gt;Blair: But you survived without me.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck: The worst thing happened, and i didn't die. But i had to find a way to move on with my life. I only want you to be happy i'm just sorry that it couldn't be with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8425637354067967368?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8425637354067967368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8425637354067967368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8425637354067967368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8425637354067967368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/12/gossip-girl-quote.html' title='Gossip Girl Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4497674229088753671</id><published>2011-11-29T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:27:00.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Something I Can Relate To.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luggna0dQj1qa29c9o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luggna0dQj1qa29c9o1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4497674229088753671?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4497674229088753671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4497674229088753671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4497674229088753671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4497674229088753671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-i-can-relate-to.html' title='Something I Can Relate To.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-52816692882743440</id><published>2011-11-25T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:04:57.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>But cynics always assume the worst, and I guess I was the biggest cynic of them all. Because, at that moment, I realized why I distrusted liddy on principle. I was afraid that maybe someone like liddy had to exist in the universe in order to balance someone like me. A woman who couldn't do anything wrong surely canceled out a guy who never did anything right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we were two halves of a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew then why Reid had fallen for her. Not in spite of the fact that she was so sheltered but because of it. He would be there for all these firsts. Her first bank account, her fist sexual encounter, her first job. I'd never been someone's first anything, unless you counted mistake. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-52816692882743440?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/52816692882743440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=52816692882743440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/52816692882743440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/52816692882743440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote_25.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6538795541379427892</id><published>2011-11-23T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:40:26.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Stages in a relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_title" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Relationships have stages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;STAGE 1&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;big style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;(1-3 Months):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Honeymoon Stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Everything seems perfect, both are happy and feeling “in love.” You share moments, dates and just having fun with each other, sharing laughs and giggles. It’s like nothing could stop you. Your feelings are infinite, and for once you’re thinking, “This may work out….” and it seems like nothing could go wrong. You spend hours getting ready before going out with this person.&lt;br style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;*If your relationship ended in this stage&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;— Most likely, both rushed into the relationship too quickly. Being together was all too sudden and just for the moment. When one starts noticing the flaws, one gets a choice to move foward, or&amp;nbsp; back away. Being friends has a high percentage of working out, but nothing to stress over. Both may just need the time to get to know one another better.&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;STAGE 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;(4-6 months):&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The Bumpy Road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;Things are going okay now. The relationship is calm and settled; both are still mostly happy. Had a couple arguments and disagreements here and there, nothing huge. Start to notice some of each other’s flaws and aspects of their personalities not seen before, but still truly care for one another.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;*&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;If your relationship ended in this stage&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;— You truly cared about this person. You had the energy to fight for this person, yet you feel as if something was lacking, something was missing. It doesn’t feel right, one isn’t happy. When one isn’t happy, one tends to walk away to seek their new happiness. Being friends is still a possibility.&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;STAGE 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;(7-12 months):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Rocky Mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;You start to realize who your partner really is. A few more arguments may occur. Problems with jealously, overprotectiveness may arise. Other people may come in the picture. The “in love” moments start to decrease, but you feel as if you’ve “fallen in love.” You tend to have this energy inside to strive and “make it work,” and you feel more comfortable being around this person, feeling more of yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;*&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;If your relationship ends in this stage&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;— You feel as if you’re hurt, depending on the circumstances. You were so sure that that person was “The One.” You were so SURE that he/she was different. But like a cancer, a problem that may have happened, a small issue, grew into something larger that took over what was made between two people. You still miss this person from time to time. You still remember the memories. Being friends may be difficult right away, but over time, you slowly mature up, and learn the reality of it.&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;STAGE 4&amp;nbsp;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;big style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;big style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;(1 year or more):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Long Road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years, huh? This person truly means something to you. You are “in love” with this person. He/she made a difference in your life. No one else knows you more than this person. You guys have been through the good, the bad, and the ugly, and still strive to make it last.&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;*If your relationship ends in this stage&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;— You feel heartbroken; it’s tough. You can’t sleep, can’t eat, you miss him/her, you try to move on, you try meeting new people, but seems like nothing works. For whatever reason the split occured, it must’ve been something important, or something must have been so wrong that it took over. Being “just friends” is impossible, because if you tried to be friends, you wouldn’t be able to think of them in any other way besides the one you once “loved.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!! The long road's (if your relationship ends in this stage) was &lt;b&gt;exactly&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;how i felt the past two days. So far, i've come up with two solutions. I need to find more alternatives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-6538795541379427892?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6538795541379427892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=6538795541379427892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6538795541379427892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6538795541379427892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/stages-in-relationship.html' title='Stages in a relationship'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8948781721936732292</id><published>2011-11-23T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T17:41:38.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>If you are not the one.</title><content type='html'>If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you're the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know life so far away &lt;br /&gt;But I know that its just a trip&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I'm praying you're the one I've build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is by your side. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8948781721936732292?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8948781721936732292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8948781721936732292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='love'/><title type='text'>You can stop law, but you can't stop love.</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot the past two days. I tried finding every way out, every route to save our relationship. But everywhere i see, is a dead end. There simply isn't much that can be done once parents and religion comes into the picture. I'd love to tell you the whole story here but i prefer to tell you up personally if you'd like to know. And in case you haven't noticed, my blog's up private. So by the time you read this would be probably somewhere around 2012. That is if i do open it up to public again sometime in the nearest future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, he was up at de notes again for the whole de notes student concert thing that's happening this weekend. And he told his teacher about how he suddenly got kissed in the club by this girl (sorry but i would say she's a stupid bitch who clearly has no self control of herself and body. How cheap can someone gets? I'd have to say, that getting drunk? Is just another excuse for you to set your horny little self out free) And his teacher was like, "Oh damn! And so are you guys still together?" And you know what Jon said? He said, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both can't bring each other to say that we've broken up. Cause clearly we haven't. So we talked this morning till 3 something? I mean what kind of people who broke up but loves each other still calls each other hubby and sayang and doesn't admit to people that they've broken up? Yeah sure i know we can't have a future together but that can't just deliberately stop me from loving him now, can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to accept the fact that i can't have him as my husband. But i'd wanna make &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the best i could, when i actually still have the chance. It isn't fair for you to just leave me all of a sudden without actually &lt;b&gt;asking&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;me or &lt;b&gt;talk&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me about it. Aren't we supposed to decide that together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to deal things maturely and I try to be strong as strong as i can be. But i still love you so much. What happened on Monday, was a blur, a shock and a mess. It wasn't right to announce just like that anyways that we broke up. Because recalling back, he did not say it to my face, and i couldn't even think properly heck even think what is really happening. It was just so overwhelming. So sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny i saw this one coming a few times but i never thought that it'd be this bad. It's like a forbidden love story. And one of us is dying or something like that. I want to love him and have us as much and as long and as far as i can. I wouldn't wanna regret not being nice to him, for having to fight with him over such a small matter. I want to look back and smile about us. Though i can never have you for eternity, I'd settle for having you in a few period of years of my life. You've brought the best out of me. I used to not be able to tell people how i feel, because i'm the kind who keeps it all to herself. I wouldn't want to trouble people with my problem nor i would want people to know about it and then mock me or whatsoever because my imagination is wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can branch out in my brain like a mind map, possibilities and things that could happen from one tiny spark of event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a proper ending for us. So it came to a conclusion that we'll be together till it's time to finally let go after we're able to. We're still so strongly bonded now, and in time i know we'll slowly detach ourselves from each other. No matter how sad it is. But at least in time, it's easier than now. I can't carry on knowing that i still love him and want him so badly with me. I can't have him looking at another girl the same way he did to me just yet. This is how i express myself and let what i'm feeling out. How he deals it is by not thinking about it and keeping himself busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants this as much as i do. I was mad at him for being cruel and heartless about it for not giving me a chance to say a thing about what he decided for us. I couldn't believe how easily he gave up. But i realized, it's not both our call to say anything about it. So i'm just going to enjoy my moments with him while i still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a sad story like i've mentioned earlier? What kind of ending is it when you just cut the story of expecting us to be complete strangers or still linger on to each other calling baby and sayang but have already broken up. Seriously? &lt;b&gt;Wtf is that?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel chin asked me about us last night as well. I couldn't bring myself to say it as well. And so did steffi and gavin. Heck we're not even gonna do anything to our status on facebook! I know that i deserve better than him, and that someone else is out there. But for now, I'd like to spend my days loving this guy who taught me and showed me so many valuable things about myself, about family, about life itself. I finally understood why i met him. It was to learn these things from him, and in the middle of it, i fell in love. And so did he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that so far this is the saddest love story i know. Not to be a brag but it's hopeless in our hands. If it wasn't for his mom, he'd marry me he said. Haha i can never forget that. But darling hubby, you are not mine for keeps. And i've come to accept the fact. But i'd like to love you while i still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't compare our love story with other people because we are definitely different. Our background, religion, career that we're both pursuing. I've looked at the big picture before, and i have been preparing myself as well. But i just love him you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect any of you to understand what i did and why i did it. I know that it hurts because i am hurting now. And for me to just forget him and cut all ties hurts more. I just wanna spend the rest of my time while i can, to enjoy us and love him. And to have him loving me back as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8767082920230167587?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8767082920230167587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8767082920230167587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8767082920230167587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8767082920230167587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-can-stop-law-but-you-cant-stop-love.html' title='You can stop law, but you can&apos;t stop love.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5532379857171218871</id><published>2011-11-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:11:00.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Fuck you</title><content type='html'>How much i like A thousand years by Christina Perri, it's also the last song that was spent between us together. So it's confirmed. It's official. We've broken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird. I feel empty. I feel the song that suits me most for my situation is, the lonely by christina perri. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly? The bitch who kissed my boyfriend that night, you're a whore. Your boyfriend seriously needs to tame you down girl. Don't you know how to mind your lips on other peoples boyfriend? And for that bitch who kept vomiting and keep touching my boyfriend that night on the dance floor, please control your slutty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get drunk and touch people? Go touch older men you cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of feeling this way. I'm tired of thinking of you. Of us, what once used to be.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep last night. I kept crying. Heck i keep crying every now and then and you know what? It doesn't bothers him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are simply too many songs that i like that reminds me of you. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. Im a mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5532379857171218871?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5532379857171218871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5532379857171218871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5532379857171218871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5532379857171218871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-8093975876417890814</id><published>2011-11-22T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T10:32:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest text I have sent at 1am</title><content type='html'>Hi hubby. I love you. I don't want to lose you. You're everything to me. You deserve to be happy as well. What happen to the dreams we once want? Making breakfast together showering together having a family together. Always being there for each other and loving each other till deaths. I'm keeping my promise are you? I'm fighting for us are you not gonna? We deserve a a chance ba. There'll be a way in getting your parents to understand. They would see it and realize. I just can't lose you yet. Not now. I need you. I love you ba okay. I gave you my heart. And to tell you the truth I gave you more than I ever had to anyone before. When we did it in the room. It's magic hubby. It's wonderful. I wanna still feel you and touch you and knowing you'd want me on you too. I wanna smell and kiss you all over whenever I want to sneak a kiss from you. I want us infinite. We are better together not apart. I need you in my life. Please don't do this hubby. I want to call you that forever. I want you in my life permanently. I want to have a family with you. I want us to always be together. I don't care if my dreams are not fulfilled as long as my dream of being with you for eternity does. I need you ba hubby. I want you. I don't want anyone else to have you. I want you to know that I'll be missing you every night and be thinking about you every morning. I want us to fall deeply in love again like nothing in the world matters just us. I want to be able to shop with you and be with you in the dressing room seeing you change and sneak a kiss from you. I want to go over your apartment and shower with you as planned. I want to do things I've never done with you. There are simply too many things I want with you that I can't simply just ignore. I need you in my life. I love you with all my heart. Please don't leave me. I can't live without you. I need you. We need each other. Without us, nothing matters anymore to me. Only you. Knowing there's an us completes me. You make me feel safe. You're my everything. I'm sorry I had problems with my ego but with all those hurtful words I was getting your attention. I never admitted cause I was being egoistic as well. But knowing that I'm losing you makes me drop everything to have you in my life. To have me in your life. To want me the same as I want you. Please give us a chance. Well find a way together to make it work. You once told me that relationship is about building each other together. In everything. I'm sorry I always take and never give. I'm not perfect. But my love for you is as perfect as I can make it be. You used to call me wonderful every night. You would tell me you'd be excited on seeing me the next day and you'll be missing me in your sleep. I want to share monthsaries and anniversary with you. I want every moment we have together to be as special as we are. I'm not letting go of you. I won't. You are mine. Forever and beyond. You hold the key and my heart with you. Don't ever forget that. All the crazy times we had together. The walk we had around my Taman, when you drive and I held your hand when we had breakfast together at sunrise in school. When we had sunset together. When we watched movie together for the first time. When we had our romantic valentine dinner. When you always play my hair. When we get lost going to karambunai. I'm only strong cause I have you. There are so many happy moments so many times that makes me the happiest girl in the world to have you. To call you mine. I don't want that to end hubby. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-8093975876417890814?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8093975876417890814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=8093975876417890814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8093975876417890814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/8093975876417890814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/hi-hubby_22.html' title='The longest text I have sent at 1am'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1084472265068407022</id><published>2011-11-21T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:41:30.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't wanna let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im gonna fight for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1084472265068407022?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1084472265068407022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1084472265068407022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1084472265068407022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1084472265068407022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4342558495206161165</id><published>2011-11-21T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:22:33.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;i dont wanna lose him cat&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i can feel like i already am&lt;br /&gt;its like all these while we've been holding hands secretly&lt;br /&gt;and his mom founds out and hes forced to let it go forever&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4342558495206161165?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4342558495206161165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4342558495206161165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4342558495206161165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4342558495206161165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1902874962412833742</id><published>2011-11-21T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:19:38.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>No longer mine</title><content type='html'>I feel lost. It's so sudden. And i don't deny that i have my doubts. But i love you. And i understand but then i can't lose you. I don't want to. I want to do those stuffs that i told you i want to do with you. I want to be in your future. In your life. I don't want to be strangers. I want how things were before this. I like it. Things were going well! Very well in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. I feel torn apart. I wanna be strong but at the same time i feel weak. But i don't wanna feel weak. I feel useless. Cause i am indecisive of myself. I think i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/11/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;And yes 10 days ago, on 11/11/11 was one of the happiest day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1902874962412833742?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1902874962412833742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1902874962412833742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1902874962412833742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1902874962412833742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-longer-mine.html' title='No longer mine'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4539619545303312771</id><published>2011-11-20T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:05:49.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Improved layout</title><content type='html'>As you can see made my fonts darker as well as the cursive handwriting readable! I forgot what fond i used before changing it darker as i was experimenting with all the fonts! Haha so i ended up choosing this one. My bad:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i don't really feel like blogging at the moment. Will update more with photos and stuffs once i have the mood again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kinda feel really lousy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(not that i think you'd noticed)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4539619545303312771?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4539619545303312771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4539619545303312771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4539619545303312771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4539619545303312771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/improved-layout.html' title='Improved layout'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7015798408874116965</id><published>2011-11-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:31:18.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Thousand Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHkvan-NFnM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OHkvan-NFnM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="460" height="264" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how pretty the video is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and how nice the song is with the video,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and how pretty the bokeh effects are in the video,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love everything about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because its the main soundtrack of Twilight -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current fav song:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7015798408874116965?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7015798408874116965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7015798408874116965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7015798408874116965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7015798408874116965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/thousand-years.html' title='Thousand Years'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7020539604195601494</id><published>2011-11-18T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T00:22:27.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishtail</title><content type='html'>So my sister made my hair for me yesterday afternoon. We were bored so she decided to experiment with my hair. Somehow rather I'm always her guinea pig. Haha well one obvious fact would be cause I'm her only sister! Who am I kidding? Hah! I'm gonna miss those times where she'd actually wanna braid and experiment my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first time we got interested in doing different hair dos was when we bought this saloon Barbie thing which there's this blowing dryer, special one that is, it's able to produce temporary blue dye on the Barbies hair from ice cubes!! I wonder where that dryer went to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely miss those moments. And how we would do each others hair. Haha. Why the heck am I talking as if I'm leaving for uni tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half excited half dead half uninterested half happy half sad. Its totally a mix feelings thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APEnvyFhKbA/TsU0wdUj_-I/AAAAAAAADD4/LDjF41ZZwsU/s640/blogger-image--1808097702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APEnvyFhKbA/TsU0wdUj_-I/AAAAAAAADD4/LDjF41ZZwsU/s640/blogger-image--1808097702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7020539604195601494?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7020539604195601494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7020539604195601494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7020539604195601494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7020539604195601494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-my-sister-made-my-hair-for-me.html' title='Fishtail'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-APEnvyFhKbA/TsU0wdUj_-I/AAAAAAAADD4/LDjF41ZZwsU/s72-c/blogger-image--1808097702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-318774377312184412</id><published>2011-11-14T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:56:43.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Fact 7#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlYUPQBdmE/TsCRYdZjVwI/AAAAAAAADDw/XQL_BrFZVM8/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-11-14+at+11.49.56+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlYUPQBdmE/TsCRYdZjVwI/AAAAAAAADDw/XQL_BrFZVM8/s320/Screen+shot+2011-11-14+at+11.49.56+AM.png" width="320" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I used to think like that as a kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-318774377312184412?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/318774377312184412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=318774377312184412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/318774377312184412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/318774377312184412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/fact-7.html' title='Fact 7#'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnlYUPQBdmE/TsCRYdZjVwI/AAAAAAAADDw/XQL_BrFZVM8/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-11-14+at+11.49.56+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-3616725672970638074</id><published>2011-11-14T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:11:36.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me questions about anything!!:D &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/ivaaishah" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/ivaaishah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-3616725672970638074?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3616725672970638074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3616725672970638074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3616725672970638074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3616725672970638074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-6695460522563160441</id><published>2011-11-14T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:10:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you on http://gothise.com , similar to facebook but for alternative people ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;?? nope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luh2bo1orH1qj8wnno1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luh2bo1orH1qj8wnno1_500.png" width="320" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Why the wedding ring is worn on the fourth finger:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The Chinese give a beautiful explanation to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The thumb represents your parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The index finger represents your siblings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The middle finger represents yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The ring finger represents your life partner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The little finger/pinky represents your children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Hold your hands together like the picture. Join your middle fingers back-to-back, and the remaining fingers tip-to-tip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Now, try to separate your thumbs. They will separate because your parents are not destined to live with you forever. Rejoin your thumbs and separate your index fingers. They will separate because your siblings will have their own families and lead their own lives. Rejoin your index fingers and separate your little fingers/pinkies. They will separate because your children will grow up, get married, and settle down. Rejoin your little fingers/pinkies and middle finger and try to separate your ring finger. They will not be able to separate because your life partner is meant to be with you throughout your entire life, through thick and thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-6482366530110307072?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6482366530110307072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=6482366530110307072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6482366530110307072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/6482366530110307072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-wedding-ring-is-worn-on-4th-finger.html' title='Why the wedding ring is worn on the 4th finger'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-9176767348044770775</id><published>2011-11-13T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T14:34:19.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diana f+</title><content type='html'>So I continued trying on my Polaroid camera and here's a picture of my failed attempt. I really need someone to teach me how to use this thing like seriously. I'm on the edge of giving up with this Diana f lomo. Bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GSZ_9M-dgrk/Tr9k53Xi0bI/AAAAAAAADDo/9_FxGpIE5bk/s640/blogger-image--1771127062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GSZ_9M-dgrk/Tr9k53Xi0bI/AAAAAAAADDo/9_FxGpIE5bk/s640/blogger-image--1771127062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-9176767348044770775?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9176767348044770775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=9176767348044770775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9176767348044770775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/9176767348044770775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/diana-f.html' title='Diana f+'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GSZ_9M-dgrk/Tr9k53Xi0bI/AAAAAAAADDo/9_FxGpIE5bk/s72-c/blogger-image--1771127062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-7990818762765931212</id><published>2011-11-13T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:24:27.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile updates'/><title type='text'>Photo</title><content type='html'>Posted are photos from Labuan. A short trip with my dad and his childhood best friend who is now currently residing in the states. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ocW4L8Np5aA/Tr6qrs3LjqI/AAAAAAAADCw/rRAYtCros3g/s640/blogger-image--368177216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ocW4L8Np5aA/Tr6qrs3LjqI/AAAAAAAADCw/rRAYtCros3g/s640/blogger-image--368177216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VDzPyjbtZvQ/Tr6qtqqyxfI/AAAAAAAADC4/hMrPwRswtv8/s640/blogger-image-1003280388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VDzPyjbtZvQ/Tr6qtqqyxfI/AAAAAAAADC4/hMrPwRswtv8/s640/blogger-image-1003280388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-sArE3F1-wjc/Tr6qyFjxRuI/AAAAAAAADDA/97hQ0vlEpzg/s640/blogger-image--2093159185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" id="post_content_12585241541" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;The Lovers of Valdaro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Believed to be no older than twenty years of age when death occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Over 5,000 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Locked in an&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;eternal embrace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Tragically, their story is unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Ironically, they were found in the city of Mantua. In Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The city Shakespeare chose to set the story of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpngnznGwi1qe4lx7o1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="clear: both; height: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-7692239606075313368?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7692239606075313368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=7692239606075313368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7692239606075313368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/7692239606075313368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/lovers-of-valdaro.html' title='Lovers of Valdaro'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1647797567420933225</id><published>2011-11-10T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:25:31.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i can relate to'/><title type='text'>Fact 6#</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;I am extremely attached to you. You are the love of my life. You are everything I've ever wanted, and everything I've waited for. Sometimes I sit, and think of how life would be if you weren't with me. It terrifies me, so much. I'd never make it without you. Please, don't ever leave me. You are my heart and soul. Everything upon everything to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1647797567420933225?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1647797567420933225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1647797567420933225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1647797567420933225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1647797567420933225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/fact-6.html' title='Fact 6#'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-5516765575949347117</id><published>2011-11-10T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:23:59.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxdg5pdCZ1qzh8y0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loxdg5pdCZ1qzh8y0o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(228, 228, 228); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-left: 30px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;You see, girls like simple, simple turns them on. Keep things simple and you will see things grow. The moment you try to be impressive or show off, is the moment you make yourself look bad. Mature girls, girls who know what they want, don’t want somebody who is fabricated or one who tries too hard, they want someone real. It doesn’t mean you will be perfect, granted sometimes the both of you may think other people are cute, but that shouldn’t phase you, because every time you see someone cute, you should be reminded on how cuter your love is. Remind yourself that they’re the person you’re dating, the person you love, the person you rather be with than anybody else. Girls want someone to be honest, and honesty is always the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;They want you to tell them when something’s wrong, they don’t want you to baby them with I love you or with things. They rather see results in your actions then to hear the same words all the time. I believe a girl appreciates a guy who can show her love, a guy who can still hang out with his friends while she hangs out with hers and have no worries. One who can have a social life and still make her number one. I think a girl likes a guy who knows when she needs her space, one who can give her all the attention in the world, but one who knows when to back off. But as well you guys gotta give your girl something to pay attention to, do things with her, make her smile, cuddle with her, do cute things, watch movies with her, stay in with her when she doesn’t go out, etc, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It’s about being yourself and keeping it as simple as possible. If your girl likes to eat, randomly bring her food and girls, if your man likes sports, sit down and watch it with him. Relationships should be open and free, you should have laughs, smiles, funny times, and good moments. You should be able to make fun of each other, and not take it personal. I believe girls don’t mind a guy who will embarrass himself with her, dance with her or do something random you know? Enjoy the laughs and the smile. You don’t have to buy your girlfriend gifts everyday, or every time you see her, it gets old. You gotta keep it different, switch it up. Don’t let it fall into the same routine. Take your girl somewhere she’s been dying to go, but never had the chance to. Be spontaneous but keep it simple, it goes a long way. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-5516765575949347117?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5516765575949347117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=5516765575949347117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5516765575949347117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/5516765575949347117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-4098182807089214668</id><published>2011-11-09T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:57:21.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Class of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/7304681?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7304681"&gt;Class of 2009&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/ivaaishah"&gt;Iva Aishah&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something i found in my vimeo account. Reminiscing high school moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-4098182807089214668?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4098182807089214668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=4098182807089214668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4098182807089214668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/4098182807089214668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/class-of-2009.html' title='Class of 2009'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-2301260809489725071</id><published>2011-11-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:59:23.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Macbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lscprmt2p31qckjpfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lscprmt2p31qckjpfo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anybody know where to get the exact same pattern as this for Macbooks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously in need of one now:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contact me through twitter or email!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-2301260809489725071?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2301260809489725071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=2301260809489725071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2301260809489725071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/2301260809489725071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/macbook.html' title='Macbook'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-3695792639809552433</id><published>2011-11-09T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:55:41.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltwvyjrDbu1qd3478o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltwvyjrDbu1qd3478o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When i'm officially spending the rest of my life with you next time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we'll make breakfast together everyday as promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-3695792639809552433?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3695792639809552433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=3695792639809552433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3695792639809552433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/3695792639809552433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-1587703202361775396</id><published>2011-11-09T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:41:14.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJi-kXAFI4/TdSl5CtK9qI/AAAAAAAABFQ/BidQFveQNn8/s1600/Gossip-Girl-Books-Wallpaper-gossip-girl-book-series-1505855-1600-1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJi-kXAFI4/TdSl5CtK9qI/AAAAAAAABFQ/BidQFveQNn8/s320/Gossip-Girl-Books-Wallpaper-gossip-girl-book-series-1505855-1600-1200.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They say every road comes to an end. But sometimes the end feels just like the beginning. Even when you think you've a long way, you can suddenly find yourself right back where you started. Because every journey is fraud with twists and turns. And one false step could spell disaster. But no matter what, you still have to stay the course and forge your own path. Because there's no going back now. &amp;nbsp;And it looks like this one is going to be the ride of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Gossip girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-1587703202361775396?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1587703202361775396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=1587703202361775396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1587703202361775396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/1587703202361775396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/gossip-girl-quote.html' title='Gossip Girl Quote'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJi-kXAFI4/TdSl5CtK9qI/AAAAAAAABFQ/BidQFveQNn8/s72-c/Gossip-Girl-Books-Wallpaper-gossip-girl-book-series-1505855-1600-1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36014277.post-917906460835202988</id><published>2011-11-09T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:25:02.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallscreenscoop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/chuck-and-blair-season-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://smallscreenscoop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/chuck-and-blair-season-4.jpg" width="320" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chuck: I'm not here to apologize for what happened tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blair: Then what are you here to apologize for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chuck: Everything else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chuck: I'm sorry for losing my temper the night you told me Louie proposed to you. I'm sorry for not waiting longer at the Empire State building. I'm sorry for treating you like property. I'm sorry i didn't tell you i love you when i knew i did. Most of all i'm sorry for giving up on us when you never did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blair: Thank you. I hope never giving up on people isn't gonna be my downfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chuck: That's why you're gonna be an amazing mother. You're always there for people you love, even when they don't deserve it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Blair: You know that's never gonna change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chuck: It's okay if it has to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36014277-917906460835202988?l=le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/917906460835202988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36014277&amp;postID=917906460835202988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/917906460835202988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36014277/posts/default/917906460835202988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-femmes-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/gossip-girl-quotes.html' title='Gossip Girl Quotes'/><author><name>Iva Aishah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11561473756274211512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMrwrcTciLM/TNJZHga3_eI/AAAAAAAACmg/a15fFiBEIUU/S220/x.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
