<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273</id><updated>2011-11-23T19:10:14.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place for my thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>742</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3886292637651383422</id><published>2011-11-23T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:10:14.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvg0AgC6MWs/TszUj0_s5AI/AAAAAAAADCY/VWZBz0CWWrY/s1600/6a0120a5c8d9a9970c0133ec5d461d970b-400wi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvg0AgC6MWs/TszUj0_s5AI/AAAAAAAADCY/VWZBz0CWWrY/s400/6a0120a5c8d9a9970c0133ec5d461d970b-400wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678146942193689602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there peeps ! (: So everyone.. when i say I literally mean EVERYONE is asking me to blog. haha! Jokes. it's only Faria &amp;amp; Ainaa. It's like every single day I see them, they're like " BLOGGGGG" hahah! So I'm here blogging (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So latelythings has been real stressful. I've been stressed out with all my courseworks. like Dt &amp;amp; photography. Mainly photography because everyone's book is like AMAZING! not just their books but their PICTURES! I honestly am not too please with my pictures. :/ Oh well. &amp;amp; dt omg. after lessons of designing and me looking at it now, it looks like crap. I don't think I'm suitable for any creative thingys. hahaha! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, as I'm writing this, my head hurts. I don't know why): I'm not even getting enough sleep! I swear I'm not &amp;amp; I'm going to stay up today again for Photography ): this really sucks but then again, i guess it's my fault because I get distracted so EASILY! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHH, I recently had a business test and grr :/ also got physics score back. not too happy about it but then again, physics ain't my strength. ): OHHH! speaking of science, you know how Bio, Mr.Bate puts us in tables. So when I first had Rachel, Max, and Blake, I immediately was like 'oh crap this ain't cool' but actually it isn't that bad. (: Blake and Max are funny people and Rachel is smart and just cool. So yeah. Our table always win stuff (; HHAHHAHA! jokes jokes, that's really mean of me to say. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess this is my blog post FOR now. hopefully Ainaa &amp;amp; Faria and stop bugging me for a while (: hahhaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHH, and my life has been great. (: things are all settled and shit. hehehheehe. happy happy girl (:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6rBr0d4ZJTw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Gotta be you by One Direction &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just addicted to this song at the moment (: ahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3886292637651383422?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3886292637651383422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3886292637651383422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3886292637651383422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3886292637651383422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-there-peeps-so-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yvg0AgC6MWs/TszUj0_s5AI/AAAAAAAADCY/VWZBz0CWWrY/s72-c/6a0120a5c8d9a9970c0133ec5d461d970b-400wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-9014399348280052709</id><published>2011-11-08T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:40:38.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wVu1MiB5V0/Trj47EEq5eI/AAAAAAAADCI/KNF-A5cpcQg/s1600/sad_Feeling_by_Auu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wVu1MiB5V0/Trj47EEq5eI/AAAAAAAADCI/KNF-A5cpcQg/s400/sad_Feeling_by_Auu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672557424262440418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feels like I've lost everything. Just when you hope things would go right, it goes wrong. It really sucks to know that you've hurt someone you care dearly for. It sucks more to know that you've not only hurt that someone but other people to and you didn't mean to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, things are shaky. All I want to do right now is to try and fix things but I know the more I try to fix, the more I hurt. It's funny how when you're hurting there's no one there to hold you, wipe your tears, give you a hug, lend you a shoulder or even just sit right next to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't kow where I'm going, I don't know what is going on. All I know is that there are a lot running through my mind. A lot that keeping me up every night having sleepless nights, having horrible dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you agree how sometimes when you're hurting so much and you force yourself to smile, you tend to end up crying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST WISH I COULD DISAPPEAR. RUN AWAY. JUST SOMEWHERE ELSE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5n19hMu4yW0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Fix you cover by Tyler Ward &amp;amp; Boyce Avenue&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly awesome song that brings tears to my eyes &amp;amp; the cover is just simply amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-9014399348280052709?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/9014399348280052709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=9014399348280052709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9014399348280052709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9014399348280052709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-just-feels-like-ive-lost-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wVu1MiB5V0/Trj47EEq5eI/AAAAAAAADCI/KNF-A5cpcQg/s72-c/sad_Feeling_by_Auu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6652890631683589411</id><published>2011-10-03T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:10:21.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eOCDvNgiNY/TomWPGi8yuI/AAAAAAAADB4/luNIC53WHrc/s1600/DSC_1890.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eOCDvNgiNY/TomWPGi8yuI/AAAAAAAADB4/luNIC53WHrc/s400/DSC_1890.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659219592967146210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get upset over a little thing. You know I'll be right here, by your side, helping you through this. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people tend to change in life and we can't help it. I know it's not easy especially watching your best friend changing into somebody else. We just can't help it. We cannot let that change our perspectives on things too. Just like when you fall out of love, don't close your door just because the first one shut you off. Open your door and let better ones come in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some of you might have been through that before or maybe going through that moment. It's not that I don't get it but I do. As i said earlier, we can't help it. As much as you want things to go back how it was before, I'm sorry it can't because life never travel back in time and let you have what you want. Sometimes it just wants to teach you how to appreciate what's right in front of you instead of throwing it to waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might not realized that I actually care about you and don't want you to grief about this. You can say how bitchy I am for just shoving it at your face that people change but that's the truth. People do change in life &amp;amp; I want you to know that not everyone will be the same. It just depends on how strong you are and how you handle it. It hurts to know to see you not knowing how it hurt me too. You sometimes never get it. I know I can say too much sometimes, but sometimes it's because i just want you to know the truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To know that you'll never have anyone by your side sucks. To know that whenever you run to her, she doesn't give a damn. To know that when you really need her, she takes it as a joke. To know that to you, she's your best friend but to her, you're just someone else. To know that she will not help you when you need help. To realize all these just hurts but you keep going and not saying a word because you know she means a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Bb9sN2lhZSM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Easy cover by Jeff Hendrick ft Elise Lieberth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6652890631683589411?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6652890631683589411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6652890631683589411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6652890631683589411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6652890631683589411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-get-upset-over-little-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eOCDvNgiNY/TomWPGi8yuI/AAAAAAAADB4/luNIC53WHrc/s72-c/DSC_1890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5402251849322136064</id><published>2011-10-01T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T00:08:36.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey October ! (:&lt;div&gt;It's a new month and the year is going by so quickly. October, please be nicer to me.. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5402251849322136064?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5402251849322136064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5402251849322136064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5402251849322136064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5402251849322136064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-october-its-new-month-and-year-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7886003839742624844</id><published>2011-09-26T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:50:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqRF454Yok/ToCDDgBdMII/AAAAAAAADBw/3KX61nXTZvs/s1600/b213935000_large.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqRF454Yok/ToCDDgBdMII/AAAAAAAADBw/3KX61nXTZvs/s400/b213935000_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656665228136231042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We always let the fake ones in &amp;amp; the real ones out"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi there peeps ! (: Well, as I said, I'll try my very best to blog. So here I am blogging. The reason why I'm blogging now, it's cause I'm done with my homework and I'm pretty happy that I've finished it early. haha! (: well, I know I'm pretty awesome. haah! JOKES! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was a real funny day. I was almost in tears just from laughing. All thanks to Ainaa. (': SHE GOT STUCK! that's all I'm gonna say. she was so cute when she was stuck. She looked as if she was gonna cry. (': what a cutie. haha! I love you, Ainaa. (: I got back my Bio results and I wasn't too please with myself. I dont know why! It's like I dont know what's up with me, but I've been expected really high marks for everything now a days. Like I guess I just want to prove to "you" that I'm smart enough you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, besides the highlight of the day, which was Ainaa being stuck, the day was alright. OH during lunch. like Michelle was like " HEY GUYS" when her arms were like around Yip and Sukhi &amp;amp; I just started laughing because Yip had some yellow stuff on his lips and Sukhi wanted to tell him that it brings out the colour of his skin. haha! Oh I love my friends. THEY ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING! OhHH.. during maths right, I was being such a weirdo. Ashlee &amp;amp; Tasnem were like staring at me weirdly. I was so hyper for some reason! HAHA! I was singing and all. hahaha! Speaking of maths, I have to do my, mymaths homework. Oh what joy. (': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what else to blog because honestly, there's nothing to blog about. I think it's going to rain later on in the night because I already can hear the thunder rumbling and yeah. Damn. if it rains at night, I wouldn't wanna get up for school because it's just too awesome !!! BUSINESS TEST RESULTS TOMORROW! SO SCARED ! )': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm off now guys. See ya..... soon ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i just wish that you knew, you know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GCbkRea8hyk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Begin Again by The Summer Set &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7886003839742624844?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7886003839742624844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7886003839742624844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7886003839742624844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7886003839742624844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-always-let-fake-ones-in-real-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiqRF454Yok/ToCDDgBdMII/AAAAAAAADBw/3KX61nXTZvs/s72-c/b213935000_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-9017451626696925015</id><published>2011-09-25T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:05:57.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love this cover of wish you were here. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8VslpOL0GLs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Wish you were here cover by Allison &amp;amp; Chloe &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-9017451626696925015?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/9017451626696925015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=9017451626696925015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9017451626696925015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9017451626696925015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-this-cover-of-wish-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8VslpOL0GLs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7200784959122216778</id><published>2011-09-25T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:54:18.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oA77uhJuQA/Tn76OTRmm4I/AAAAAAAADBo/1q5XWqf8B0o/s1600/tumblr_ld7slbcVRu1qby6rio1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oA77uhJuQA/Tn76OTRmm4I/AAAAAAAADBo/1q5XWqf8B0o/s400/tumblr_ld7slbcVRu1qby6rio1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656233305623141250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It would be a lie when I say I dont care.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It would the truth when I say I love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there girlies &amp;amp; guys. I know it has been like a century since I last blogged. Like properly like you know, normal blogger does. So I've started year 11 and I'm already stressing out because I really want to do great in my GCSEs you know. Dont want to have like a D on my result thingy. So thre's nothing much to talk about Year 11 because it's pretty much the same as Year 10 just more hectic and all.  Everything's just moving so fast now. EVEN TIME ITSELF! I want it to slow down lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Friday we had a little friendly tournament with MKIS, AISM &amp;amp; TIS for volleyball. We're going to play with 3 other schools in 2 weeks time. Excited but nervous as hell. For the first time, we did great. I'm proud of my girlies. (: We won straight sets for all the matches. (: Even tho i'm not the captain anymore, but I'm proud that I gave the chance for Kayla to be the captain. (: Overall, we've made a massive improvement and we were all just so happy and proud that we've won ALL our games in STRAIGHT sets. haha ! (: Let's hope that we can do great in 2 weeks time. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I tell you that this year volleyball training, we're having like hardcore training now. I know you guys must be thinking, what hardcore? hitting more balls or something ? Well no. We have this fitness training and it's crazy ! EVEN the GUYS think it's mad. damn... I guess it's good for us. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's it for now. (: I shall try my very best to blog again. Because I know Ainaa would start asking me to blog. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I sure do not want to lie. I do miss you &amp;amp; I really do."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/69xBgQjAwq8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Not Just You Acoustic Version by Cody Simpson &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7200784959122216778?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7200784959122216778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7200784959122216778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7200784959122216778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7200784959122216778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-would-be-lie-when-i-say-i-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oA77uhJuQA/Tn76OTRmm4I/AAAAAAAADBo/1q5XWqf8B0o/s72-c/tumblr_ld7slbcVRu1qby6rio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2052850405205862575</id><published>2011-09-19T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:26:29.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont wanna lie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2052850405205862575?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2052850405205862575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2052850405205862575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2052850405205862575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2052850405205862575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-dont-wanna-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5851845951999875121</id><published>2011-09-19T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:08:51.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont want to see this happening again.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want anything like this to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to hurt anyone as sweet,kind,funny &amp;amp; caring like you.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I'm just confused and I dont know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5851845951999875121?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5851845951999875121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5851845951999875121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5851845951999875121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5851845951999875121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-want-to-see-this-happening-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4484533762622611963</id><published>2011-08-05T16:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T19:01:33.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes we make wishes</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought of wishing on a star ? I know you have. Have you ever felt like it came true ? That, that's difficult to answer ain't it ? Some of us stay up late to make sure we wish on a specific time, hoping that the wish would come true some day. Some of us sits out and stare into the ocean of stars at night and just closing your eyes and making a wish. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishes wishes oh wishes. I don't find it silly somehow. I know that everyone in this world has wished at least once for something special to happen. Wishes just give us hope you know. When life knows it's time for you to make your wish come true, it will. Just be patient. I know it can be frustrating wishing for the same thing every single day.One day it will come true if you believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, I gotta admit. I'm like you guys, well, just a little different. Instead of wishing on the stars, I just somehow prefer hugging my teddy and wishing you know. Because it just feels safe for some reason. I know it's crazy of me but I'm not embarrassed about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i have no idea where am i heading with this post. haha. i guess i'm just bored. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4484533762622611963?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4484533762622611963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4484533762622611963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4484533762622611963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4484533762622611963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes-we-make-wishes.html' title='sometimes we make wishes'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-922665767171534258</id><published>2011-08-01T11:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:56:48.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something we all learn about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqKfCeszowk/TjYi9KKgoXI/AAAAAAAADBg/Y6oCm4pRGK0/s1600/tumblr_ladwivKaBi1qad0g1o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqKfCeszowk/TjYi9KKgoXI/AAAAAAAADBg/Y6oCm4pRGK0/s400/tumblr_ladwivKaBi1qad0g1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635730417796555122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in life where you grow up and develop feelings for a certain someone. He may be your best friend, friend, acquaintance, or even just a celebrity crush. This is just part of growing up, this is just how life goes. We all can't deny that we've never felt this way before can we? Heart breaks are also a part of growing up that's what make us a stronger person &amp;amp; for who we are today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to school to learn things but in life, we go through mistakes to learn things. Yeah sure every once in a while we do silly things that when we look back now, we regret. But hey, maybe at that time we were enjoy that moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is pretty funny you know. When someone who you care about so much  may be the last person you ever wanna see now. I have a friend who's going through something so bad that I wish I could help but I can't. He had a girl best friend. Someone he goes looking for when he's in need, someone who listens to him, someone who makes him laugh, someone who just simply make his life a whole lot better... But things changed after a while. feelings develop for this girl. The funny thing is, the girl likes him too.... Well, that's what we all thought how she felt. They were all just so loving, flirting here and there. Like any best friends, you just knew how each other felt, sad,happy or whatever.. and they certain did know how they felt for each other. What's weird is that some people thought the reason why she likes her best friend more than a friend was because she got dumped but then again, people were just people.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few months of flirting here and there. He decided to ask her to be his girlfriend when she came back from her holiday. I guess that didn't work out. Things got a little shaking when she came back. Things just changed. She felt different towards him, instead, liking someone she would never expected to like. As a best friend, he put his feelings aside and help her out. She knew what she's getting into, well, that's what we all think how she thinks.. But one thing for sure, she knew she will break a fragile heart. She knew he can get all emotional. She knew that he gets hurt easily. She was being all mean and blaming him for his action of talking to other people about he felt towards this mess. I don't blame him for seeking another friend for help. I guess she just wants him all to herself. Things got better for her and got worst for him. People tried to cheer him up but he just couldn't. She got his hopes up and brought it down so fast. Like on a roller coaster, getting up there take a while but once it comes down, it go down pretty fast. I guess he did the right thing by deleting her out of his life for a while but then again, she has her side of the story..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, when he finally got over her, things gets worst for her and all she did was to run back to him. So told me that she knew she screwed up she knew she tore their friendship apart but she still wants him. I was just thinking to myself, if you knew you screw up and now you're going back to him, running back to him, liking him, do you think he'll ever feel the same way? Maybe just a little but trust.. That's what he needs and that's what you need to earn back. It's not easy getting his trust back, it's not even easy to be his best friend again. He has moved on, he seemed happier, he's just a new person now. He got knocked pretty hard by the game you played with his heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things wont be the same. Just wake up. You always just wanted him all to yourself and now when it's gone, you're trying so hard to get him back. When you're down now, and needing someone, you just came to realization that you need him. I gotta have to say this that you're just a little too late. You can tell him you're sorry but sorry can't heal his broken heart. Sorry can't do anything. It's just a word unless you show them how sorry you are. You told me that he told you that nothing will ever gonna happen and you feel sad about that ? Well, I'm sorry if he or anyone else hasn't made it clear to you. Let me tell you now why he would say something like that. It's because a best friend don't have a fling with best friend. well, maybe. but won't get hopes up for someone &amp;amp; bring it down and get together with some random person then tells your best friend not to feel bad because you love him more than your random guy. Or even that what you guys felt for each other isn't a fling. So, maybe now you can see why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somethings in life you just gotta let go for better things to come around. Holding onto something like that would kill you. What I'm trying to say in the post is just what I feel towards everything that has happen to my friend, a friend whom doesn't deserve to have felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; So sometimes in life, the closet person you have might hurt you when you least expect it. Life is unexpected you know. Life just has it ways to somehow just be life. You know what i mean. And when somethings bring you down, just get back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An amazing song by Demi to tell you that you can get back up when people let you down. hope you enjoy the song. btw, it's a cover version of the original song &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zjsln7XG9b8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;b&gt; Skyscraper cover by Alex Goot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-922665767171534258?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/922665767171534258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=922665767171534258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/922665767171534258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/922665767171534258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-we-all-learn-about.html' title='Something we all learn about'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eqKfCeszowk/TjYi9KKgoXI/AAAAAAAADBg/Y6oCm4pRGK0/s72-c/tumblr_ladwivKaBi1qad0g1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3752776694388389580</id><published>2011-06-26T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:00:57.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJJC82wNlh8/TgdXdQVo4yI/AAAAAAAADBY/b29mWlq-LDk/s1600/tumblr_lm9y9s4O2l1qeu4jyo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJJC82wNlh8/TgdXdQVo4yI/AAAAAAAADBY/b29mWlq-LDk/s400/tumblr_lm9y9s4O2l1qeu4jyo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622558819908903714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately i haven't been blogging. I'm so sorry for that. loads of things are on my midn right now. might be here on my mind for quite sometime ): let's just say, some people can be a major asshole sometimes &amp;amp; you  neever expected that to happen because you thought they'll one of those sweet, caring kind awesome amazing person..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what to blog about so yeah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gUQOAsq-C2A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Flightless Bird &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in twilight &amp;amp; this song makes me sleep and it's so beautiful so eah. (: hope you guys enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3752776694388389580?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3752776694388389580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3752776694388389580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3752776694388389580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3752776694388389580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-lately-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJJC82wNlh8/TgdXdQVo4yI/AAAAAAAADBY/b29mWlq-LDk/s72-c/tumblr_lm9y9s4O2l1qeu4jyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7136367048269620233</id><published>2011-06-20T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:39:56.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ainaa is being such an annoying person asking me to blog. so here i am blogging while i'm in english class. i feel like a rebel now. you know what sucks. ms.sanders ain't checking out coursework and i spend my time yesterday spazzing out. oh my looooook ! gay shits. hahah jokes jokes. So we're doing a monologue and this is gay. I hate presenting it out. I mean, i can do it while i'm with my friends but llike in class. er.. not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ainaa, how's it hanging ? haha =P you're such a rebel. not doing your english instead you're reading Nurlyana's blog. I have a feeling that the school can track this down. this is not cool if they manage to. and if they do and they read this. imma kill you Ainaa.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear club music. i wonder where that is coming from. hahah! to whoever is playing that. rock on hard peeps =P So this blogging thing is distracting me from writing my thngy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Photography exams tomorrow and wednesday ! this sucks ! you knwo why ? it's like controlled and i'm off time table and i'm so flipping scared ! ): I pity bronwen cause she has photography &amp;amp; ART! crazy. oh well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M just making this look long by having loads of paragraphs =P okay i'm off now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE AINAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7136367048269620233?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7136367048269620233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7136367048269620233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7136367048269620233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7136367048269620233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/06/ainaa-is-being-such-annoying-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2572308700657440890</id><published>2011-06-13T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:20:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;The Script taught me﻿ how to move on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Green Day taught me﻿ that government's gonna fail someday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Bruno Mars taught﻿ me to do anything for that one person﻿﻿ I love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Eminem taught me that life is﻿ hard but you can make﻿ it through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Taylor Swift taught me﻿ not every guy is going to﻿ treat me﻿ right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Rebecca Black taught me that Saturday is after Friday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Michael﻿ Jackson taught me to﻿ always love the people around me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Adam Lambert taught﻿ us it doesn't matter﻿ if your gay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;Music teaches﻿ you stuff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2572308700657440890?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2572308700657440890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2572308700657440890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2572308700657440890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2572308700657440890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/06/script-taught-me-how-to-move-on-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-510988352153630250</id><published>2011-05-04T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:55:52.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ArNXwI9grE8/TcFayb65YiI/AAAAAAAADBM/Yr7xB5E2aMA/s1600/tumblr_l46vtfQ0ME1qa9zabo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ArNXwI9grE8/TcFayb65YiI/AAAAAAAADBM/Yr7xB5E2aMA/s400/tumblr_l46vtfQ0ME1qa9zabo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602859233960354338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-The quietest person notices everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey! (: So yeah, decided to blog to again ! (: See I remembered. Didn't leave my blog dead for like another month like I did the other time. Haahaha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, today wasn't that great nor bad I guess.. ish.. There's nothing really much to blog about. Got some results back. Wish I hadn't tho. ): Urgh .. oh well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, you know actually Parenthood is such an emotional show ? Cause like every single time I watch it right, i tend to cry &amp;amp; cry. Hahahhaha. Weird me I know. Ohh speaking of weird. Bintang called me weird as I sticked this little paper note thingy that had my name on it on my nose. HAHA! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh Hurts is coming down this friday I think. hahaha! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realy wanna blog but I have nothing to blog about. Oh, For Tioman trip I'll be in a room with Ainaa &amp;amp; flora, For the moment. I swear they should have 4 in a room instead of 3. silly silly people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I shall end here nooow then (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-mnk4dmMIww" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Illuminated by Hurts &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, i learnt how to tie water hair braid thingy. (: I know how to do it now. wee. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-510988352153630250?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/510988352153630250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=510988352153630250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/510988352153630250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/510988352153630250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/05/quietest-person-notices-everything-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ArNXwI9grE8/TcFayb65YiI/AAAAAAAADBM/Yr7xB5E2aMA/s72-c/tumblr_l46vtfQ0ME1qa9zabo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7017605483252061583</id><published>2011-05-03T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:48:08.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXbYrT5DHo4/Tb_raixNhHI/AAAAAAAADBE/INpx-ImWEME/s1600/tumblr_l66hy92Ga11qbvlq7o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXbYrT5DHo4/Tb_raixNhHI/AAAAAAAADBE/INpx-ImWEME/s400/tumblr_l66hy92Ga11qbvlq7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602455302714524786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-When life's bringing you down, just look for a friend. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guys. I know it has been like 239284 days since I last blogged. I do apologize. It's a new month again &amp;amp; time has been going by pretty quickly. I want it to but at the same time not. ): This year, time sure is flying by &amp;amp; it's not gonna be a happy ending for me this year. I have a feeling I'll cry like mad. Okay anyways, less on that more on what's up to date with ASHLEY NG! okay, totally weird of me to do that but who cares weird is COOL (: Agree ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as you guys know, I had my an of year exams when I went back to school, which was on the 26th of April. That's one of the reason why I haven't blogged &amp;amp; the other reason is just I'm lazy or sometimes getting distracted by other stuff. Anyways, the first day was pretty useless as I didn't have any tests at all but I guess I could study better in school. So yay for that (: The next day, my first ever test was Bio, oh my god. it was okay lah then it was Malay, that was okay as well and then Maths. I completely blanked out for a while. Loads of my friends said Paper 1 was easier but I found Paper 2 easier. Oh well. Fingers crossed for a good result. (: Third day of the test was my Mandarin test it was okay just forgot a few words. =/ then Business My hands were aching, had to write so much in an hour then it was English Language straight after. Well not really. We were told after the Business test that we will not be able to have lunch and we complained as we didn't get told about this earlier &amp;amp; it's not fair cause those people who weren't doing Business tests got to have their lunch. So we only have 10 minutes of RUSHED lunch. Eng Language was okay except the fact that I SKIP A WHOLE PAGE THAT'S WORTH 40% of my test ! ): I am so screwed. ): Physics was last. And not to mention, i hate physics and my hands were already aching from writing so much from business then english and then physics and we only had 2 minute break to pee after english  paper then to physics paper.. We had to explain more than calculate stuff in this test.so more aching hands. (: 4th day of the test, INSANE ! I had Dt first okay, &amp;amp; I knew I'm not gonna do great. I opened the paper and i was like " oh shit ashley. oh shit. better hope I'll be getting at least a pass in this test" I was like so worried for dt. Oh and it was Mufti day as well and the hall was cold and my hands started becoming cold ! Well, that's a usual thing for me but it was so cold i could barely feel them. !! So then it was Chemistry. It wasn't that bad. phew, lucky for that !!! and.. after that test.. IT WAS THE WEEKEND.!!! A long weekend as.... Monday was a public holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over the long weekend, on Friday, I went for a family gathering thingy, well. baby full moon lah. (: so met some , let me repeat SOME of my cousins out of the 230849 cousins I have ! On Saturday, went Ipoh Road to have dinner with cousins. Met Elaine, Shirley &amp;amp; Sarah. Never laughed so hard before. Oh and it was my first time putting on contacts on that day. Not a pleasant thing. ): On Sunday, we had dinner all the way in Seri Kembangan for seafood as daddy won a bet. (: You know what sucked ? My dad's friend told him to follow him to the restaurant when my dad told us in the car that their taking the longer way to Seri Kembangan. My dad knew it  was gonna be in Seri Kembangan but wasn't sure as i have no clue lah. So yeah. took the longer way &amp;amp; it was raining and yeah. pretty darn long journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY....... LAST EXAMS OF THE WEEK !!! I had to do Malay continuous writing in the morning. If i didn't have that, I would have a free revision lesson in the morning to revise on ENGLISH LIT. but oh well, did that last night, rereading it last night. Not a pleasant thing! slept so late. ): So Finally.. English Lit. After i was done i was like " OH HECKYEAH BABY ! THAT WAS THE LAST EXAM !!" Oh what a relief. (: Now I can relax. hahah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I have to update you about Justin Bieber's concert.   It was AWESOME ! (:  Well, the awesome bit was  obviously Justin Bieber but the not awesome bit was the muddy field that got my shoe all covered up with mud and all. ewwywee. Oh well. haha! there's seriously nothing to blog about it . just thought i should say it was awesome. (: Oh, Joel Madden came up ! Like oh my god ! He mentioned on twitter that He was gonna go down to Singapore so he just dropped by in Malaysia and yeah. AMAZING ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is one long post and I hope I will not let my blog die after this post. I better not. hahahah. (: GOOD LUCK YEAR 11s that are gonna take their GCSEs in advanced. Since this week is your last week in ASS. hahaha Have fun at the pool party. psht. hahah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOD ! that reminded me of something. I tried to do my own cropped top and I guess it was a fail but after cutting some more today, it doesn't look that now. I hope. Well, to me it's way better than before. hahaha ! (: Now I just need opinion from Flora &amp;amp; Michelle. hahah (: I guess I shall end here now. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QwJIfrqE9QE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Summer Rain by Matthew Morrison&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a catchy song (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7017605483252061583?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7017605483252061583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7017605483252061583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7017605483252061583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7017605483252061583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-lifes-bringing-you-down-just-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXbYrT5DHo4/Tb_raixNhHI/AAAAAAAADBE/INpx-ImWEME/s72-c/tumblr_l66hy92Ga11qbvlq7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-744923182375774183</id><published>2011-04-19T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:19:24.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkTZGKvw8_c/TaxkgTvBrPI/AAAAAAAADA8/Tjbnwj6tlBY/s1600/DSC_3178.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkTZGKvw8_c/TaxkgTvBrPI/AAAAAAAADA8/Tjbnwj6tlBY/s400/DSC_3178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596958943130791154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIIII! just thought i just say hi and share this amazing remix of born this way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3PRHkcjq18U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born this way remix- Kids 88 remix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-744923182375774183?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/744923182375774183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=744923182375774183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/744923182375774183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/744923182375774183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/04/hiiii-just-thought-i-just-say-hi-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkTZGKvw8_c/TaxkgTvBrPI/AAAAAAAADA8/Tjbnwj6tlBY/s72-c/DSC_3178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3344934557545242975</id><published>2011-04-16T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:11:59.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdzbLmsPujw/Taky3CgPJ2I/AAAAAAAADA0/LBc4Lq-U2Pw/s1600/tumblr_l9fw0mhIVh1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdzbLmsPujw/Taky3CgPJ2I/AAAAAAAADA0/LBc4Lq-U2Pw/s400/tumblr_l9fw0mhIVh1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596059933130827618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a scary thing. It's so simple to fall in to but so difficult to get back up from a break up. This is a really funny funny world ain't it ? You fall for guys who you specifically told yourself not to fall for. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI GUYS! it's raining raining raining and raining. I should really be revising right now but I really can't be bothered. Will do that in a few minutes soon. I got to make birthday cards and so why not I blog ? HAHA! Jokes. I'm a little weird man. Oh I foudn this amazing cover for Next to you by Chris Brown &amp;amp; Justin Bieber. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY BYE NOW! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lF0i7_NcnlA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Next to you cover by Conor Maynard &amp;amp; Ebony Day &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;AMAZING COVER ! (': &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3344934557545242975?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3344934557545242975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3344934557545242975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3344934557545242975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3344934557545242975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is-scary-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pdzbLmsPujw/Taky3CgPJ2I/AAAAAAAADA0/LBc4Lq-U2Pw/s72-c/tumblr_l9fw0mhIVh1qdsswto1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1258513480027701558</id><published>2011-04-16T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T01:02:35.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELOO HELO HELOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ! (;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I feel high. Why ? I dont know. (: So let's blog. I've been revising..... TRIED revising. Well, I'm happy so far that I've actually started revising.I'm just worrying so much that I will not do great =/ or may not even have time to do my photography homework. grrr. So yesterday i went for the Malaysia Open. (: Saw a few hot guys. Not bad. but obviously went there to watch golf. DUUUHHH. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so Nurlyana &amp;amp; I have been talking about what to do when she's back for the SECOND time. (: which most probably would be during the summers. if not. deng deng dennnng ! hahaha anyways so what we have so far is : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music video&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;14 and 15 Trailer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sitting in a trolley when it's closing time and going around the mall, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write a song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Paintballing &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazer tagging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making own pizzas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleepovers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice-Skating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; I guess that's it so far. the list will get longer as we think of some more stuff to do. haha. (: I shall update you guys on the list if anything gets added on. hahah (: I can't wait already. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nothign much happened today. It was so raining like hell. It was so scary. ahhah! like i was flipping through and i was like "Ohh. ENERGETIC" and BOOM! lightning struck our house. Because it was so loud and close, I was screaming like a little kid and then i got so scared after that. I close dmy eyes and next thing i knew, i was sleeping. ahha it WAS SO COLD ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i have nothing really much to blog about now. ahhahaha ! (: GIVE ME SOMETHING TO BLOG ABOUT !!?!?! HAHAHAH! comment on the chat box. Oh my god.that sounded like those youtube people that says " let me know what you think about this video. comment below" HAHAH! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/erspkBDsTm0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remembering Sunday By All Time Low&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't upload a picture so that's why this post doesn't have a picture ): it's so boring without pictures. ): &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-1258513480027701558?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1258513480027701558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1258513480027701558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1258513480027701558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1258513480027701558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/04/heloo-helo-heloooooooooooooo-yes-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/erspkBDsTm0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2992528291183409832</id><published>2011-04-10T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:02:25.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDlmeK7FoSs/TaCeNsiEYqI/AAAAAAAADAk/DaDYaXwiLvo/s1600/tumblr_l35gm4tk4X1qzicaho1_400.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDlmeK7FoSs/TaCeNsiEYqI/AAAAAAAADAk/DaDYaXwiLvo/s400/tumblr_l35gm4tk4X1qzicaho1_400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593644695323697826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERROO MY FELLOW PEOPLE ! (:&lt;div&gt;I am here blogging at 1:29 am ahahha! why ? cause i was watching a movie half way and it needed to be loaded ! grr. hte it whenver that happens ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today or rather yet yesterday.. I went for a hiarcut. hahaha!! Well, I kinda liked it before he cut it a little shorter. Now it makes me look like I'm a little kid. hahaha ! (: OHHH and i got a great message. (: So I'm just clipping my fringe up now whenver i go out. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the line with Mitra for like kinda long. hahah! and my battery now is likee a little gone when i charged it lke yesterday. So gay ! ): It was nice talking to Mitra again. goona see her. I CAN'T WAIT ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I want some Easter eggs !!!!  ): When i go out, i'm going to hunt some down. hahahah! But i need to revise as well. I think I'm going to make myself a timetable tomorrow or since it's Sunday already, i'll make it later in the day.  OH MY GOD ! IT'S SUNDAY !  BRUNO MARS TODAY! I really wanna go but i guess I'm not. no tickets. to all those people who are going, i'm really jealouus! but HAVE FUN! i know you will cause come on... IT'S BRUNO MARS. he's a legend man. WHy i say that ? cause he managed to touch not jsut us youngsters hearts but my mom's. and i think that's pretty awesome. (: GO BRUNO MARS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, mama got some magazines from her friend today and she was like " ashley, my friend said that some of the magazines are suitable for you cause there's justin bieber" and i  like got up and screamed. and started going like JUSTIN BIEBER JUSTINE BIEBER ( yes i am lame) so then i took everything out and dont see justin bieber on any of the covers ! i was disappointed but then i found 2 posters of him. and 2 posters of taylor launter and 1 of jonas brothers and all the hot guys ! hahah. what surprised me is that, there was only one poster which is a hot girl... wait for it.. it's SELENA ! hahahahhahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so the movie is taking ages to load. and it's already 1:57. hahahahhah! i shall stop blogging here noow. ciaos babes (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2PJpSdAFjdw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stronger by Glee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly had a britney moment. hahahahhah! so yeaaaah guys! BRITNEY FOR THE WIN! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2992528291183409832?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2992528291183409832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2992528291183409832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2992528291183409832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2992528291183409832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/04/herroo-my-fellow-people-i-am-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDlmeK7FoSs/TaCeNsiEYqI/AAAAAAAADAk/DaDYaXwiLvo/s72-c/tumblr_l35gm4tk4X1qzicaho1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1077373404032901558</id><published>2011-04-06T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:41:55.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpt99CLnGNs/TZxDQQMRp8I/AAAAAAAADAc/kQfOunY9prY/s1600/tumblr_l64dd8Coy51qzkfbpo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpt99CLnGNs/TZxDQQMRp8I/AAAAAAAADAc/kQfOunY9prY/s400/tumblr_l64dd8Coy51qzkfbpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592418783790737346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. (: &lt;div&gt;I haven't been actually blogging properly now a days. I dont know. I just dont know what to blog now a days. and I mean, i might abandon my blog for a while till i find something great to talk about. haha ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to the dentist yesterday and I only have to wear my retainers for night now. (: yay to that i guess ? ahha. So in school today i kept talking so much and especially ending it with S's as without my retainers, for some reason, it sounds like there's like S's. you know. like a snake. hahah! So i annoyed Michelle &amp;amp; Flora by doing it on purpose. hahaha (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bruno mars this weekend and Justin bieber's in two weeks time. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i went out last week. it was fun (: I watched Sucker Punch. I was just like amazed by all the hot girls but seriously, the movie is a little messed up. ahhahah ! (: what made it more awkward is a cuple kissing after the movie ended. So I got up, turned behind, and i saw this couple getting up but they sat back down to MAKE OUT ? and i was like  OH MY GOD ! awkward, turn away now. hahahahah ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think ASHLEY NG is back! haha as in to the blogging world. Today, in school, I was laughing my ass so much. WHy ? well, it isn't that funny but like if you talk in english during mandarin lesson, we'll have detention. So I got caught twice and Michelle wanted to stay with me like I did when she had her detention with Mr.Ng. So she spoke in english like really loudly and he didn't realized. AHAHHA ! and finally Mr.Ng realized. ahhaa. and we all just started laughing like mad. hahah ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRINNNNG! What is there to blog about ? Ohhhh, after our easter holidays, we have exams. like straight away. this ain't cool ! I wanna rest during the Easters but noo.. gotta study now. ): But I'll obviously have some fun lah. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY I SHALL STOP BLOGGING HERE ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ff2lz6hnQRA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just not put the video on but the video is so meaningful. as meaningful as the song. (': &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; oh my god i have loads of homework to do now a days. DT, i have past papers to finish and it's due on friday. Photography, brainstorm thingy due on friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOD! PHOTOGRAPHY HAVE A BOOK NOW !HAHAH ! &amp;amp; I'M GETTING PHOTOSHOP (: THANKS TO THE SCHOOL. WHY ? 80% OFF MAAAN !!  hahhahaha (: ciaos now. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-1077373404032901558?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1077373404032901558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1077373404032901558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1077373404032901558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1077373404032901558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpt99CLnGNs/TZxDQQMRp8I/AAAAAAAADAc/kQfOunY9prY/s72-c/tumblr_l64dd8Coy51qzkfbpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3211194283413159682</id><published>2011-03-31T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:16:32.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgoWzk0lnzo/TZSau77HFwI/AAAAAAAADAU/RNFglu1x3xA/s1600/tumblr_lbns5fKc2q1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgoWzk0lnzo/TZSau77HFwI/AAAAAAAADAU/RNFglu1x3xA/s400/tumblr_lbns5fKc2q1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590263168623908610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD ! hey guys. it has been AGES since I last blog. since march is coming to an end and April fool's tomorrow on a friday.. ahem ahem it's friday, friday, gotta get down on friday. haha ! anyways yeah i should blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Wednesday, 23rd. I saw Nurlyana before I left for Bangkok the next day. It was one heck of a night. (: Then on Thursday, went to school. Left to the airport during lunch. (: Met GIS peeps there. so yeah nothing much. arrived at Bangkok had to wait an hour for Aditya to come out from immigration. slept while waiting for him !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't wanna blog about Seasac. It was pretty much an awesome trip. it was fun and loads of surprises on the waay. (; hahhahaha! Ohhh and met pretty awesome people. hahaa. gave them nick names. and oh my god. bangkok patana is HUGE ! crazy shiizz!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since Seasac, my sleeping timings are like out ! =/ and hten i tend to be so sleepy. oh well, easters are coming. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i got distracted with all the chats popping up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEE! (:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3211194283413159682?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3211194283413159682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3211194283413159682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3211194283413159682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3211194283413159682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-my-god-hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rgoWzk0lnzo/TZSau77HFwI/AAAAAAAADAU/RNFglu1x3xA/s72-c/tumblr_lbns5fKc2q1qbziyuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8595162632580111083</id><published>2011-03-22T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T21:35:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C0A1J6BbCk/TYiljwHrDsI/AAAAAAAADAM/g_Q7JOhFdlw/s1600/tumblr_lh1p2v8A091qe1ze3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C0A1J6BbCk/TYiljwHrDsI/AAAAAAAADAM/g_Q7JOhFdlw/s400/tumblr_lh1p2v8A091qe1ze3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586897371384188610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO EARTHLINGS ! Don't worry, i'm not dead yet. just the blog. hahah   ! Why ? i have nothing to blog about. Today was suppose to be sports day but got cancelled. Today was suppose to have bio test, but got postponed. what next ? Today was my mandarin speaking but didn't have enough time. Today, i did my english speech and messed it up. Today, oh Today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: you know we're not same hotel as GIS this year ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gavin : GOOD LAH, SO WE DON'T HAVE TO FACE THAT COACH !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HHAHA1 gavin gavin gavin. Oh, i got smashed in the face by han eol yesterday. how lovely. what else can i blog about ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEE ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-8595162632580111083?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8595162632580111083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8595162632580111083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8595162632580111083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8595162632580111083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-earthlings-dont-worry-im-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9C0A1J6BbCk/TYiljwHrDsI/AAAAAAAADAM/g_Q7JOhFdlw/s72-c/tumblr_lh1p2v8A091qe1ze3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6107160002605714178</id><published>2011-03-10T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:53:56.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-zzW2EnGWQ/TXjll_TIOjI/AAAAAAAADAE/mY2GkBRrj2I/s1600/tumblr_lfy35eS1Cc1qckcjqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-zzW2EnGWQ/TXjll_TIOjI/AAAAAAAADAE/mY2GkBRrj2I/s400/tumblr_lfy35eS1Cc1qckcjqo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582464178935314994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys. Yes i know it has been ages since i last blogged. It has been pretty busy for me. or maybe i've jsut been lazy to blog. hahah ! (: So yesterday i watched the school's production and it was amazing. So worth Rm50 ! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What shall i blog about. I got an A for Chemistry. I still dont get it why Mrs.Willis would put a B in my report when i've been getting A's for Chemistry. It's so unfair!!! and Mr.speight expects me to get an A as well because i got an A for the first test but the previous test I didn't do that well and he wrote on my report about how he was disappointed !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywaaays, Seasac Badminton in few weeks time and I injured my arm likee 2 weeks ago. I don't know how. ): I pulled it i guess. Oh well. Hope it gets better soon ! BUt i feel bad for not going for training for a while. ): or skipping ISKL games. Sorrry guys. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalalala. What shall I blog about. Hmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEEEEEEEEE! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rEZvBv7fnpc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Landslide by Megan&amp;amp;Liz &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heard it on Glee and they sang it. amazing ! (': both the song and the cover. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6107160002605714178?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6107160002605714178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6107160002605714178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6107160002605714178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6107160002605714178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-zzW2EnGWQ/TXjll_TIOjI/AAAAAAAADAE/mY2GkBRrj2I/s72-c/tumblr_lfy35eS1Cc1qckcjqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4985369877459894120</id><published>2011-03-01T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:57:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PU6lZj1hKb0/TWz7In-n8qI/AAAAAAAAC_8/xUC5crrdYrk/s1600/tumblr_lhdcv0UCt31qfnqtlo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PU6lZj1hKb0/TWz7In-n8qI/AAAAAAAAC_8/xUC5crrdYrk/s400/tumblr_lhdcv0UCt31qfnqtlo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579110163994374818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey. it has been a week since i last blogged. I have no lcue what to blog about now, now adays. ohh. i did 1500m like on Friday and I came 4th. I wanted to do it this year so badly because last year i came 4th and it was but like 1 sec or les ! ): But when i found out who was doing it, i knew i couldn't get 3rd. so as i thought, i would get 4th. i did. psht. oh well. so then i said to myself 800 i'll have another chance but no. just found out today that the same people that ran for 1500 are doing it. like whaat ! like Marie wasn't suppose to do 800 but today she changed it. and i was like NOOOO! but once again, oh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So urhm tomorrow I'll have a game against GIS. all the best. phhew. my arm hurts and i think i like injured it since like last friday. ): shit man. i have to get better ! hope it will by tomorrow. I've like put Kino rub on it. hahah ! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i'm off now to read my book and sleep. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uHd_mFN3V9I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Jeff Hendrick- Under my skin &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4985369877459894120?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4985369877459894120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4985369877459894120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4985369877459894120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4985369877459894120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PU6lZj1hKb0/TWz7In-n8qI/AAAAAAAAC_8/xUC5crrdYrk/s72-c/tumblr_lhdcv0UCt31qfnqtlo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1590938209053557074</id><published>2011-02-22T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:48:45.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j_-NtBRy-as/TWO-nBX0XZI/AAAAAAAAC_0/72FnK_Cdmy8/s1600/tumblr_l520zcRv9W1qbwwdbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j_-NtBRy-as/TWO-nBX0XZI/AAAAAAAAC_0/72FnK_Cdmy8/s400/tumblr_l520zcRv9W1qbwwdbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576510341207317906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hye hey ! (: so the last time i blogged was saturday. which was just a video posted up. haha! Anyways, Monday was still off for us. I practically slept again. but I ate porridge. (: I felt a lot better after that meal. (: weee... Then i did nothing. i watched tv like for like 4 hours ? ahhaa. i have no clue. it was like for the whole afternoon. I know i know. I'm quite sad. hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today. I was so tired. I woke up took a shower went to school. First lesson was pretty boring I gotta say. I miss Mrs.Haslam. ): Then it was Bio. it was a fun lesson. haha ! (: urhm nothing much happened during the day. haha. pretty boring. Oh i had swimming today. It wasn't that tiring. compared to last time. oh well. hahah ! I was so tired i slept on the bus. haha (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE NOTHiNG ELSE TO BLOG ! I'm going to do my homework now (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/01urDRmIC9s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Beautiful mess by Miranda Cosgrove &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-1590938209053557074?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1590938209053557074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1590938209053557074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1590938209053557074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1590938209053557074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-hye-hey-so-last-time-i-blogged-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j_-NtBRy-as/TWO-nBX0XZI/AAAAAAAAC_0/72FnK_Cdmy8/s72-c/tumblr_l520zcRv9W1qbwwdbo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3522109013608564483</id><published>2011-02-19T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T12:45:07.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE FOUND THE MOST AMAZING COVER OF FUCKING PERFECT ! IT'S PREFECT ! (: ENJOY ! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qdc-qlw_Ayk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3522109013608564483?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3522109013608564483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3522109013608564483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3522109013608564483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3522109013608564483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-found-most-amazing-cover-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qdc-qlw_Ayk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3380302192700055920</id><published>2011-02-18T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:10:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tRc2JLZpZo/TV4pTQyr6HI/AAAAAAAAC_s/LiEIsr4YrxE/s1600/tumblr_lchri7MnLt1qajjdco1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tRc2JLZpZo/TV4pTQyr6HI/AAAAAAAAC_s/LiEIsr4YrxE/s400/tumblr_lchri7MnLt1qajjdco1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574938799633066098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey guys ! (: So I'm sick and it sucks. I hate it when you fall ill you know. It's like you always feel so tired and you just feel like sleeping and stuff. I was gonna do my homework today but I'm so sick. yes i know. if i'm sick why am i blogging. haha. I'm blogging cause I wanna introduce you guys a song. will put it end of this post. (: but since I'm blogging. Let's talk about yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I went out with Carmen, Flora, Michelle, Sukhi &amp;amp; Zoe. We went to Pavillion to watch No Strings Attached and it was so funny. haha. (: Oh. Before we went for our movie, we had our lunch. We went to dragon-i to eat right. so we were like late and then after paying the bill, the cleared the table and gave us new plates and spoon. So i was like :WHAAT! and Sukhi said that she ordered mango pudding for us. hahahha! when actually NO ! Carmen &amp;amp; Zoe went out to get cupcakes and candles and ahh. I love you guys. (': Thank you for the nicee cupcake. (: so we rushed to the cinema and luckily we made it in time. but without popcorn or drinks. ): so Zoe went out to get a large coke. haha. So after the movie, we went for a little shopping. I found this pretty shirt in Forever-21 but it cost like Rm79 and yet, it's a really dark colour. they don't have any other colour but i really really really liked it. oh well... So Flora &amp;amp; I followed Michelle back and my mom picked me up from Michelle's place. Flora had to go for her choir after that. hah. (: then it was the usual. After dinner, i watched this show called Shanghai on star movies. haha. not bad movie. haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHH OH OHHHH ! end of this post. there's gonna be like 3 songs. 2 of them are amazing covers. and the other one is such a good song. (': &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. i dont know what else to blog about so I guess enjoy the 3 songs. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Dm41zP_RZfo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Jar of hearts cover by Sam Tsui &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he sings it just makes it more like emotional you know. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/decfdeRulKY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Fucking Perfect cover by Megan&amp;amp;Liz and Emily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love their voices. they are amazing (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/51YlIqnYfkQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born to be somebody by Justin Bieber  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such an amazing song and i love it soo darn much. (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3380302192700055920?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3380302192700055920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3380302192700055920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3380302192700055920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3380302192700055920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-hey-hey-guys-so-im-sick-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tRc2JLZpZo/TV4pTQyr6HI/AAAAAAAAC_s/LiEIsr4YrxE/s72-c/tumblr_lchri7MnLt1qajjdco1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3037239879564405054</id><published>2011-02-15T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T00:41:03.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe68E7stILg/TVqsj4tWOeI/AAAAAAAAC_k/WG6CGaAqWEw/s1600/tumblr_lfxsjiJfQ81qfnqtlo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 77px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe68E7stILg/TVqsj4tWOeI/AAAAAAAAC_k/WG6CGaAqWEw/s400/tumblr_lfxsjiJfQ81qfnqtlo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957221342394850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey heey! (: Omg. yes. It has been ages since I last like blogged. I know I'm such a fail at updating my blog now a days. Sorry guys. =/ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So like okay. Last week have been pretty busy. On Thursday I went to Eu Chian's open house and it was fun. (: Next day I had Seasac Arts and I was so excited. So Michelle &amp;amp; I went together. Well, we met up. haha ! (: After the opening ceremony, we went to our workshops. Met some cool people. (: then talked abouut out workshop then we had to catch the bus to go to the Jungle and Chinatown. It was an. urhm experience. hahah ! (: So after the trip, we got back and our day ended like that. Michelle had to send me back cause my dad said he'll be late so yeah. hahah ! (: thank you Michelle. The next day, I had my stuff packed for gala dinner as well as after the workshop ends, i'll be heading to Michelle Wong's place to get ready. So the workshop on the second day was kinda boring ! I felt so sick at one stage. I kept tearing up. Then everything was cool. So Carmen, Emily, Michelle Teo, Sukhi and I followed Michelle wong home to get ready. we had to get ready like super fast as Carmen needs to get a pair of heels, Sukhi needs to get a dress and michelle and I needed to get Mrs.Haslam a leaving present (: So then we rushed to get changed and boom! everything was done. sat down and relaxed. hahah !blah blah blah. DISCO ! Michelle and I were like craazy. 3rd day of the workshop was crap ! Michelle &amp;amp; I skipped out lunch to finish up and help the teacher yet, they didn't even stick it up ! grr ! but the performances were AMAZING ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on Monday. Valentines Day. Nothing much happened. Just like a usual school day lah. Then was suppose to have a friendly match with MKIS but they didn't come =/ Sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So todaaaay. (: It's my birthday and yes. I spent it with Florence and like 10 minutes with Shea Zheng who forgot that it was my birthday. hahaaa. silly frieeend. (: so theen Florence &amp;amp; I went shopping. (: caught up with each other as well. haha ! YAY ! (: then i got to go back ): okay so theeen we urrhm.... bought my caake. came back home and BOOM! watched tv series. then nothing mucchh. haha. (: Ohhh. Derrick texted me. hahaa (: yay ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i'm here blogging &amp;amp; skyping with people. (: so nothgn else to blog about. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MID TERM BREAK !(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="25" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UMZb1iP9WhY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect by Cody Simpson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3037239879564405054?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3037239879564405054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3037239879564405054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3037239879564405054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3037239879564405054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-heey-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe68E7stILg/TVqsj4tWOeI/AAAAAAAAC_k/WG6CGaAqWEw/s72-c/tumblr_lfxsjiJfQ81qfnqtlo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-880950621220239284</id><published>2011-02-07T23:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:22:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TVANFkleAuI/AAAAAAAAC_U/ER1vIXk4ni4/s400/DSC_1128.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570967128428643042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*2nd day's outfit*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey there guys ! (: So it's like Monday now. Last post was on Thursday or rather yet Friday. haha. So Friday went to Grandparent's place. (: It was fuun. nice . ahhaa. Shirley finally wore a skirt and she looks so pretty man ! haha. Elaine looked so pimped ! haha. (; So we had dinner and at after it was freezing but then soont he waitress like turn it off or somehting. it was so hot. hahaha !! What was so funny is that when Elaine &amp;amp; I go to the loo, everyone follows us. hahaha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after dinner(we were the last ones to leave the restaurant), we went to grandparent's place and gambled. haha. (: gambled till like 1 am. Elaine &amp;amp; Shirley stayed over at my place. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TVAMZZNwthI/AAAAAAAAC_E/WktnJWd8w8M/s400/DSC_1190.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570966369462171154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*3rd day's outfit*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next day we had nasi lemak theeen we went to Aunty Joyce's house with Elaine &amp;amp; Shirley following us. It was so boring at the start but then soon we watched a horror movie which i hate. I mean, i just dislike horror movies. I get scared ! So yeah. theeen we went and had our dinner and sent Elaine &amp;amp; shirley home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TVANXIAv1iI/AAAAAAAAC_c/NW4aTyULYQM/s400/Picture%2B1041.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570967429996074530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*4th day's outfit*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, I was suppose to go to Shea Zheng's place but then Florence couldn't go so I said not to go. So then I went with parents. That was the unlucky day. haha. Oh well. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO TIRED NOW CAN'T BLOG !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBiRjCQzL3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBiRjCQzL3c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Paint My Love by MLTR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard it on the radio and it has been so long since i've heard that song. hahaha. (: I missed that song maan. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-880950621220239284?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/880950621220239284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=880950621220239284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/880950621220239284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/880950621220239284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/2nd-days-outfit-hey-there-guys-so-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TVANFkleAuI/AAAAAAAAC_U/ER1vIXk4ni4/s72-c/DSC_1128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1568298593531050005</id><published>2011-02-04T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:37:46.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUrYzM5mWhI/AAAAAAAAC-0/5nfOqTYuRPs/s400/DSC_1150.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569502263344781842" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*first day's outfit*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey! (: Today or rather yet yesterday since it's past 12, is/was 1st day of Chinese New Year. (: It was okay. Slept super late the night before. slept around 4:30 ++ I think. Was playing Mah Jong with Bros. (: Woke up at 12 today/yesterday. went and shower and got dressed for the open house and went down and makan first. So we went to the open house and yeah nothing much to talk about. hah .( :&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, bro got stopped by a police. Then my bro talked to the police but the police insist to give him a ticket ! So my dad talked to the police and he got scared ! HAHA! THE POLICE was SCARED !!! So we managed not to get a ticket. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So blah blah blah. nothing much to talk about today lah. Just so boring. =/ I have nothing to bloooog  abouuuuuuuts. haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was trying to add some desigggn so yeah. but failed ): oh well. haha (; &amp;amp; I was inspired byy primary mate Tanee. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUrY774cbQI/AAAAAAAAC-8/qaUDRZpH2nI/s400/DSC_1170.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569502413395356930" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeYO-2d3uUI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeYO-2d3uUI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Handle with Care BY JRA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-1568298593531050005?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1568298593531050005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1568298593531050005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1568298593531050005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1568298593531050005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-days-outfit-hey-hey-hey-today-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUrYzM5mWhI/AAAAAAAAC-0/5nfOqTYuRPs/s72-c/DSC_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-177282452722677485</id><published>2011-02-02T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:03:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was just talking to Adam about how weird I have been and stuff. and today on youtube this video came up and Oh deeng. So truee man. likeeee.yeah (: Hope you guys enjoy watch it (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1aLtgEjzPk?fs=1&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/K1aLtgEjzPk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-177282452722677485?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/177282452722677485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=177282452722677485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/177282452722677485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/177282452722677485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/02/was-just-talking-to-adam-about-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8110973231506300612</id><published>2011-01-30T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:03:44.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUWLmLs51ZI/AAAAAAAAC-g/vTc6YCP4r_Q/s1600/tumblr_lco739P9mc1qzszcko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUWLmLs51ZI/AAAAAAAAC-g/vTc6YCP4r_Q/s400/tumblr_lco739P9mc1qzszcko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568010002405905810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey ! (; So today was a gloomy day ? Well, actually no. It just rained the whole day and it was lovely. I love it when it rains haha. (: I baked Chocolate Chip Cookies. (; Then I did my homework. Was spazzing out on skype with flora. well. yeah. haha. then we had likee weird chats. well, i started giving like weird names to weird stuff. haha. Oh Flora &amp;amp; I are planning to do a music video. Have I told you guys that ? Yeah for our song. (; So excited. that is like if everyone can make it and if we can think of a place to go to and like the whole story line. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after finishing my homework, I went down to watch badminton. haha. then we had dinner. I then went to shop for the sandals. showed my mom and she asked me what i'm going to wear with. I said my dress and for casual at the same time. and she said if dress, why wear that. wear heals. so we went around looking for heels. I found this nice pair of Wedges. (; It's so pretty. (: Then we shopped for bro's towels and boxers. Then we went for grocery shopping. (: Wanted to go Ice-cream but out of stock. So I bought like junk food ? well. not really. Mom bought sweets for Chinese New year (: yeah . I think we bought quite a lot of stuff. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else can i blog about ? haha. I can't think of anything else to blog. I shall end it here today. School tomorrow and I'm still up at 12. )': I need to get my sleeping time righht. ):  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9tfshsN2n8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9tfshsN2n8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Jess Moskaluke - Catch me if you can &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song so darn much. it's amazing. (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-8110973231506300612?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8110973231506300612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8110973231506300612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8110973231506300612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8110973231506300612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-hey-hey-so-today-was-gloomy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TUWLmLs51ZI/AAAAAAAAC-g/vTc6YCP4r_Q/s72-c/tumblr_lco739P9mc1qzszcko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1458253701208747346</id><published>2011-01-30T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:51:04.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TURFXbf8EgI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/pQQu2apMryg/s1600/tumblr_leko053KlZ1qfqnjko1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TURFXbf8EgI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/pQQu2apMryg/s400/tumblr_leko053KlZ1qfqnjko1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567651308157800962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey hey ! (: Sorry for not blogging for so long. I always say that whenevr I blog. haha ! (: Anyways. So today, Saturday. Or maybe Sunday as I clicked new post at 12. haha. (: So yeah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, I had swimming activity and it was hell !!!! It was so tiring maan. !! I told my mom and my mom was like : good. get to tone your legs. and  I was like Whaaaat ? but other than the swimming bit, the day went pretty good. (: Especially my last day on the activity bus with Adrian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday. I didn't manage to stay back on Wednesday. I didn't get a goodbye hug from Adrian. )': the weather was pretty gloomy as well. Sighs. First my bus bud Jess left then now Adrian. darn it. no more interesting talks on the bus. ): but i guess Adrian's coming back like in April so that's okay right. haha (: So Adrian asked me whether I wanna meet up but I was too busy studying for my Physics test. Was stressing so much about it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday. It was different without Adrian. Hm. Then it was assembly first and it was okay. then we had seasac arts thingy. I'm in ! (: yay. then it was malay then nothng much happened laah. Thursday was a crap day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday. another day without Adrian. So there was Starbucks in school cause Seasac Rugby was on. But it was such a rip off. Rm15 for small. RIP OFF MAN !! So yeah. there's nothing to blog about Fridaaaaaay. Oh wait. I went shopping. and mom &amp;amp; i saw this shop with pretty dinner dresses. Mom says that we'll come again when Amy gets back as we both know she'll love it. haha. but it's so expensive =/ cheapest item i've found is rm99. So then I found this purple dress and bought it for chinese new year. (: YAY! So this year Chinese new years, i'll be wearing dresses. (; hahhaa. oh oh oh. and i saw this heels right. it was like on sale. 50% but it was still so expensive. it cost rm200++ after discount ):  but it was so niceeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today. I woke up at 12:30. so late i know i know i know ): Then I showered. had my lunch and then went to get ingredients to bake. I baked the almond thingy that my mom's friend always bake for us. haha. (: but I failed ): oh well i guess. so we went for Thai for dinner today and it sucked. It was a rip off and the food wasn't even good ! grrr. So yeah. that's my week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be going out again tomorrow to get the sandals I saaw that i likeee. (: hopefully i'll be going out tho. fingers crossed ! (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm talking to Kathryn right now &amp;amp; I really miss her maaan ! =/ anyways. I shall stop here. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pL-R03XeXmY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pL-R03XeXmY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Iris- Goo Goo Dolls Cover &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-1458253701208747346?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1458253701208747346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1458253701208747346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1458253701208747346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1458253701208747346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-hey-hey-hey-sorry-for-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TURFXbf8EgI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/pQQu2apMryg/s72-c/tumblr_leko053KlZ1qfqnjko1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7810861038079414843</id><published>2011-01-24T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:46:21.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TT2ein1L3uI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/--8bgTItMgA/s1600/tumblr_lfi9hfMsta1qae02io1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TT2ein1L3uI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/--8bgTItMgA/s400/tumblr_lfi9hfMsta1qae02io1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565779032144600802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want some of glow in the dark paint !! (&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey hey hey ! (: sorry for not blogging for ages. (: So I was suppose to bake on Saturday but didn't in the end. Oh well. So urhm On sunday I went out. then today school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School today wasn't that bad. I was so hyper. So crazy. So wild. So happy ? hahha ! (: I had English first. It was so boring. then Photography. it was EPIC ! Sukhi,Emily and I just couldn't stop laughing like mad. No clue why. We were just laughing over a printer. I know. there's nothing funny about that but like we're just a little weird. but hey, weird is good. cause weird = not boring ! (: so then it was break. kept laughing so much with Sukhi. Then it was Mandarin next. BORING ! then Chemistry. urhm. it was so darn boring ! and she didn't even mark our test yet ! it has been like 2 weeks ? then it was lunch. what happened ? hmmm. ate and urhm walked around i think. haha! okaay theeen it waaaaaaaas malay. it wasn't that boring like usual. (: hahha. then it was PE. volleyball. hahah ! it was fuuuun (: then i had badminton next. it was tiring but ain't that tiring compared to last weeks. Next week is gonna be 2 hours. blaah ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the bus ride home was super funny. Aww man. Gonna miss Adrian when he leaves in 2 days !!! 2 freaking days man ! so fast ! then flora is leaving as well like end of year 10. this sucks so badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY &amp;amp; I THINK I SHOULD SLEEP NOW. HAHA(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWYNep_aWAk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWYNep_aWAk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; fucking perfect by pink &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7810861038079414843?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7810861038079414843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7810861038079414843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7810861038079414843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7810861038079414843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-want-some-of-glow-in-dark-paint-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TT2ein1L3uI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/--8bgTItMgA/s72-c/tumblr_lfi9hfMsta1qae02io1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2128204655165247578</id><published>2011-01-20T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T23:41:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b id="restitle" style="font: normal normal bold 20px/normal 'times new roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 6px; "&gt;What Berry are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div id="resresult" style="font: normal normal normal 13px/normal arial, verdana, sans-serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 4px; "&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You are Blueberry!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div style="width: 156px; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(221, 0, 34); font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; margin-top: 4px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial, verdana, sans-serif; "&gt;You are sweet, gushy, and energetic! Whenever you get a crush, you fall madly in love! You have lots of friends, but you are not quite popular! You always are nice, and you are great at sports!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2128204655165247578?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2128204655165247578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2128204655165247578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2128204655165247578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2128204655165247578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-berry-are-you-your-result-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4086849129284569888</id><published>2011-01-16T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:40:23.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TTMP9Dnrh0I/AAAAAAAAC-A/cYCsL4TX6wI/s1600/tumblr_ldmkybxGgB1qbldcxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TTMP9Dnrh0I/AAAAAAAAC-A/cYCsL4TX6wI/s400/tumblr_ldmkybxGgB1qbldcxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562807506350868290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeey ! (: it's 11:11 and I'm bored. I can't sleep. Hmm. I wanna blog, but I don't know what to blog about. I slept in the afternoon. was so tireddd ! Dad, mama, bro and I went petaling street to get bro's stuff. like see some shoes. but he didn't find any. Well, he found something then the sales person is so retarded so we walked away. So then we ate porridge and it was bad. ): but at least he helped my flu. (: Sooooooooo nothingggg else to blooooooooooooooooooooooog&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_AU1yyy_At4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&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/_AU1yyy_At4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; waiting outside the lines by Greyson Chance &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4086849129284569888?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4086849129284569888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4086849129284569888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4086849129284569888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4086849129284569888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/heeeeeey-its-1111-and-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TTMP9Dnrh0I/AAAAAAAAC-A/cYCsL4TX6wI/s72-c/tumblr_ldmkybxGgB1qbldcxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2565898612654209170</id><published>2011-01-13T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:29:27.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TS8aRvElnNI/AAAAAAAAC94/KZ-v4mHYduI/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TS8aRvElnNI/AAAAAAAAC94/KZ-v4mHYduI/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561692956821658834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey heey ! (: Boo ya. !! NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADRIAN IS LEAVING ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Back To December official music video and come on.. why didn't the duude and taylor swift meet up at some point. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEEE ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2565898612654209170?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2565898612654209170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2565898612654209170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2565898612654209170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2565898612654209170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-heey-boo-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TS8aRvElnNI/AAAAAAAAC94/KZ-v4mHYduI/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7827260638610075083</id><published>2011-01-11T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T23:02:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSxw-qL0JrI/AAAAAAAAC9w/qRUh-0OXMF0/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSxw-qL0JrI/AAAAAAAAC9w/qRUh-0OXMF0/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560943861673764530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Easier said than done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY WAS CRAP ! TOMORROW WILL BE WORST ! THANK YOU SUCKY SECOND WEEK OF SCHOOL !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7827260638610075083?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7827260638610075083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7827260638610075083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7827260638610075083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7827260638610075083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/easier-said-than-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSxw-qL0JrI/AAAAAAAAC9w/qRUh-0OXMF0/s72-c/DSC_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4700490158571683426</id><published>2011-01-10T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:13:49.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSshznyg5nI/AAAAAAAAC9o/i3EpffnXLBw/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSshznyg5nI/AAAAAAAAC9o/i3EpffnXLBw/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560575335656908402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey ! (: Haven't been actually blogging. I'm such a fail. Been so busy. So school. School is good. It's cool. New students. 2 new girls and 1 new dude. One of the girl's name is Ashlee. So cool! and then there's Bintang for the guy. OMG! his brother's name is matahari. it's so cool. hahah ! (: The other new girl is so pretty !!! So I only have Ashlee for maths. ): I have Bintang for maths, mandarin and malay. I have the new girl for english and science. (: She was supposed to be in my mandarin class but hm. oh well. So The first day of school which was 6th f January, it was okay. It actually went by really fast. The second day of school was fine as well. A little boring but not too bad. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the weekend, I had Carmen's birthday party to go to. I was suppose to go earlier with Michelle to shop but she couldn't make it. So Flora &amp;amp; I shopped but i was late. =/ Felt so bad. Anyways yeah the party was awesome. One of the day that I'll always look back and just smile about it. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today wasn't a bad day I guess. I was jsut so tired. =/ So I had English first. It was funny (: then I had photography, the usual. (: Time passes really fast during photography ! Then it was break. Funny thing was I was a little high ? Then Mandarin. I think Mr.Ng is annoyed with Michelle, Yip, Eu Chian and I. HAHA. Eu Chian &amp;amp; Yip cause they kept singing. Michelle &amp;amp; I cause we kept making random noises. hahaha. (: I then had Chemistry. Tanaya moved up. Funny thing was that Tanaya and I were talking about how he wanted to move up yesterday. hahaha. So he's a happy man now as he's with Carmen. How sweet. Chemistry was scary as Mrs.Willis was so pissy. Then we had to be in groups. I had Aida,Navin and Blake. ! But it was funny. (: Luckily. So lunch. Nothing much happened. Then Malay. BORING ! Pe. WE HAD VOLLEYBALL! I was so happy ! (: but you know what this means ? next time I won't have volleyball again for PE. ): and i really want that. So after PE, we came out and it was raining. POURING ! So the bus driver never parks the bus at the shelter area and i had to run to the bus ! It was fun but not fun when you worry about the camera in your bag !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home. Watched NCIS then went up. Wanted to take a nap turned out that I slept for half an hour or an hour. Yes. When I woke up, i was still half dead. I got up and nearly fell and probably hit my head and die ! But lucky enough i had the support of the table. (; I wasn't walking straight either. HAHAH ! Oh myy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner time and yeah. I was so cold ! I'm still wearing a jacket now man ! So cold. ): I think I'm falling sick. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:11 right now and it's gonna be 11.1.11 tomorrow. hahaha. ain't i just cool. or maybe sad. hahah. (: I'm off now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HH7WXlf9WLk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Jars of hearts by Christina Perri &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4700490158571683426?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4700490158571683426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4700490158571683426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4700490158571683426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4700490158571683426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSshznyg5nI/AAAAAAAAC9o/i3EpffnXLBw/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7440740008113514376</id><published>2011-01-07T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:41:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this on a website. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(79, 44, 29); background-color: rgb(234, 216, 200); "&gt;Your music is like a ray of sunshine in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A talent that is so rare to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m scared, I try to be Fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire me to Speak Now, before all hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it turns out all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say Stay Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like you read my diary, your lyrics are so inspirational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say what every girl wants to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that everyone has A Place In This World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are Mean and nasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your music will always comfort me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say that anything is possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, I have met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we were Tied Together With A Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s as if we are friends Forever and Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only this dream could come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be totally Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will be The Best Day of my life!&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/4195924046148620273-7440740008113514376?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7440740008113514376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7440740008113514376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7440740008113514376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7440740008113514376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-found-this-on-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4463765980175289868</id><published>2011-01-02T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:21:12.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSCJ0hBGaWI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bhnL3U9jVS8/s1600/wishing_by_rothermrebeka-d2xv6ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSCJ0hBGaWI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bhnL3U9jVS8/s400/wishing_by_rothermrebeka-d2xv6ah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557593475484379490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of the year when it's back to the beginning and we all have new beginnings, more chances, grow older. wow. time sure did fly. It sure is scary. &lt;div&gt;Every year I wonder. What if things were different. Every start of the year, it just reminds me of what had happened. Even how hard i try not to think of it, i somehow still think of it every start of the year. what's so special about you ? why can't i just forget about what happened. ? Why ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey hey. Second day of the new year. 2011. that was one fast year, last year. Didnt know it'll go by that quickly. =/ So I've finally finished my Chemistry after how long of procrastination. (: I still have photography now. 5 artists. that's easy but linking a little hard. ): I shall do it immediately after i return home from Elana's place tomorrow. MICHELLE TEO is suppose to call me when she arrive but no phone call yet ! how can i know whether she's coming. grrrr. MICHELLE !! Oh well. but i wonder what will Elana and I do at her place. haha. (; but it'll be so nice to see heeer. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weeeeeee.  I'm so bored now and of course i have time now to do my photography homework but i can't. it's just so hard. I can't do it now. I need to relax. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You're one of my bestest guy friend. You're always there and I can talk to you about anything. so in the world are you now when i need to talk to youuuu ! brrrrr !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ladidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........ i wanna text but then my phone bill is rm 24 so hm. i think i should not. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_jpAfz1IEc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_jpAfz1IEc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Like how it used to be by Flora &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So flora and I wrote this song and urhm we want to get more views. (; we're on our way to another orignal song. Wait for it guys cause we're working on it. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4463765980175289868?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4463765980175289868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4463765980175289868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4463765980175289868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4463765980175289868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-time-of-year-when-its-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TSCJ0hBGaWI/AAAAAAAAC9g/bhnL3U9jVS8/s72-c/wishing_by_rothermrebeka-d2xv6ah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3596731292307352642</id><published>2010-12-31T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:31:58.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TRzCAvvk5oI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/2xIA8VEilk8/s1600/tumblr_lcucc7ofvJ1qah2fqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TRzCAvvk5oI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/2xIA8VEilk8/s400/tumblr_lcucc7ofvJ1qah2fqo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556529358340155010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys ! i think i should blog ! it has been ages. sorry. Been pretty busy with my cousin's. I had the best holidays with them. (: I missed them already !! ): it feels different. especially the last night when i was spending it with them. We were laughing so hard. !! So i wanna update my journey at my cousin's but i'm too lazy. hahah ! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today is the last day of 2010. It's scary how another year is about to start. I don't know why but I'm just scared. Well, let's just make new memories in 2011. Time sure did flew pass us. !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NURLYANA, It's your birthday today ! I love and miss you dearly ! I can't wait till you come back. !! (: MARCH ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got nothing to blog right now cause it's 1:26 in the morning and i'm a little tired but i'm staying up just a little longer just in case ladidaaa comes on. I know ladida won't but oh well I get to talk to NURLYANA! YAY ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sien wei's new years eve party today. i didnt go last year but this year no one seem to be able to come. boo hoo! so unlucky ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE7RP0YqT0E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE7RP0YqT0E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Josh Henderson - Beautiful Splinter &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSH HENDERSON IS SO EFFING CUTE ! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3596731292307352642?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3596731292307352642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3596731292307352642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3596731292307352642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3596731292307352642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-guys-i-think-i-should-blog-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TRzCAvvk5oI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/2xIA8VEilk8/s72-c/tumblr_lcucc7ofvJ1qah2fqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-835034728443367526</id><published>2010-12-21T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:53:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQ-SAa5f2FI/AAAAAAAAC9E/Jh3cEoi0g5w/s1600/tumblr_lccs5dfR4s1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQ-SAa5f2FI/AAAAAAAAC9E/Jh3cEoi0g5w/s400/tumblr_lccs5dfR4s1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552817401489250386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just wanna let you know that I love you a lot. &amp;amp; I promise.I promise this time I will not run away from my fears. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI GUYS ! So it's 1 something. so it's Yip's birthday. hahah ! Oh. Skills. I was the first one. (; anyways, nothing much happened YESTERDAY since it's tuesday already. and flora is coming over TODAY and we're gonna go and SHOP. Then on Wednesday we're going on a photography TRIP with mama's friend. (: I have nothing else to blog. I think I should sleep. I'm tired. Oh I've been obsessed with DINOSAURS ! they are adorable. I meant the cartoon ones. not the real ones. hahah !(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh nurlyana and I had a funny conversation on Sunday !? yeah Sunday. It was hilarious. haha (: yeah. I miss Nurlyana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B9zxrgRhUbk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B9zxrgRhUbk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Next Christmas Eve by Alex Goot &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-835034728443367526?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/835034728443367526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=835034728443367526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/835034728443367526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/835034728443367526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-would-just-wanna-let-you-know-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQ-SAa5f2FI/AAAAAAAAC9E/Jh3cEoi0g5w/s72-c/tumblr_lccs5dfR4s1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2921147215640961369</id><published>2010-12-18T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:26:54.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQzP64A-C7I/AAAAAAAAC88/P39qn8UrFH8/s1600/tumblr_l69dh6qQz31qc8x1ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQzP64A-C7I/AAAAAAAAC88/P39qn8UrFH8/s400/tumblr_l69dh6qQz31qc8x1ro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552041051016793010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys ! (: Been a while since I last blogged. So yesterday was the last day of school. We had half day. It was fun but sad at the same time !!! So urhm we had first lesson which is photography for me. We were gonna have a party with the Art students. So I thought it was gonna be fun. But it was okay. we watched Doctor.Who. then it was house assembly (: practiced our song for the sing off. (: then it was break. then it was tutor then it was time for the sing off. WE WON ! haha. cause we had snow. haha ! Ohh, and the judges were hilarious. (; I have a picture of them (; anyways. it's gonna be a short post cause I'm a little busy with stuff. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratz to you but at the same time I'm sad for her. ): What should I do ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalal ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcUwJaZonOk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vcUwJaZonOk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Till the end by Darryl Quah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. yes, my friend wrote that song baby ! (; and like he asked his friend to sing it. the lyrics are amazing. urhm the chorus goes like : I loved you from the start till the end couldn't let you leave my heart cause I can't and every song reminds me of you of how we could've made it through basically me and you we're the perfect two. and the bridge goes like : cause the one thing that i really cannot understand, is how we could've been together but I didn't take the chance and i am asking for one more chance and if i could go back in time undo all the things I did,I would try to do so try to make you happy for a bit cause i just want to you to smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2921147215640961369?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2921147215640961369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2921147215640961369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2921147215640961369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2921147215640961369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-guys-been-while-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQzP64A-C7I/AAAAAAAAC88/P39qn8UrFH8/s72-c/tumblr_l69dh6qQz31qc8x1ro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3715487504961305176</id><published>2010-12-15T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T18:42:21.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQibJmSmpXI/AAAAAAAAC80/3l9a0ZWghLE/s1600/tumblr_l52ntjW5om1qar8dzo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQibJmSmpXI/AAAAAAAAC80/3l9a0ZWghLE/s400/tumblr_l52ntjW5om1qar8dzo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550857129933841778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day after you left, things weren't right. I remembered when you told me that things were gonna be alright. That there will be another person next to me. Today, yeah sure there were someone next to me but it reminded me of you and I teared. Everything just reminded me of you. Why'd you gotta leave so soon ? I couldn't held in it any longer. I tried to pretend that you're just off for a long holiday but I couldn't. We met later today. We said our goodbyes and you got down the bus. That was the last time I saw you. The worst part about saying goodbye to your best friend is to watch her walk away and you know you'll never gonna see her for a while. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys ! (: Sorry for not updating lately. Been pretty tired and busy. haha ! (: SO monday we had badminton trials. Wasn't too bad. I lost to Jennifer. hahah ! (: So on Tuesday, was Jess's last day. ): It was so sad. I cried so much. Mom said it's part of growing up, I know but it still hurts lah. ): Lost 2 BEST FRIENDS. 2 !! How can you not be sad ?!! Bronwen cried a lot as well. ): I really needed a huuuuuuug ! ):  So today, in the morning, we passed Jess's normal stopped, Bronwen stared out and so did I. We were sad after that and soon. cried. ): We arrived school and I needed a hug so badly cause I was on the verge of tears and Aditya mentioned her name and about how some people were sad when she left and I quickly ran over to Flora &amp;amp; Natisha. I hugged Natisha but she was busy talking so I hugged Flora. Thank god Dt cheered me up a little. but Physics cheered me up alot. Thank you Navin and Tanaya for the lamest pick up lines ever that managed to cheer me up ! (: So urhm, it was Business, we did christmas cards and my group is so annoying I got the worst group ever ! You know why ? I have the worst people. What sucks is that everyone in my group doesn't listen to someone else's idea except for theirs. So we argued and I was nominated as the team captain. So gay ! and they don't even listen to my idea and everything ! So annoying !! Then it was Bio. It was boring. lunch time, we met Yip's tall friend who is coming to our school next term. Guess what ??? His name is BINTANG ! hahahahhahah ! (: Anyways, Mandarin next. We had hlaf a lesson then we partied. well not really partied but close enough. Math was last. I nearly fell asleep. was so tired. when he was explaining how to do. my eyes were half closed and i didn't understand anything but then when the lesson was about to end, I knew how to do it. hahahha ! (: Lameeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school. On the bus. India told me that Jess might not be able to come on the bus cause her flight is at 3:30 !! I was absolutely upset but then what can i do. I was so sad and tired. I slept. I woke up and texted Jess telling her to have a safe flight but she came on our bus. I didn't go up to hug her cause it'll be awkward to go up and hug when India and Bronwen were hugging her. I just don't fit in their. urhm gang. so yeah. =/ I watched her leave again. watched her walk away. it was so saaad ! ): I was extremely sad and i was on the verge of tears again. ): I totally forgot to text my mom. So i had to wait a little longer. my bag was heavy cause I brought some books back so i dont have to carry loads of books home tomorrow. (: how smart right. hahah ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT A HUG SOMEONE SO BADLY NOW AND NEVER LET GO ! ): Cause I really need someoneeee. boo hoo. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wgccFHxGqdQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wgccFHxGqdQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Just in time by Alyssa &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite an old song of hers but i love it. (; I love her ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3715487504961305176?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3715487504961305176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3715487504961305176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3715487504961305176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3715487504961305176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/very-next-day-after-you-left-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQibJmSmpXI/AAAAAAAAC80/3l9a0ZWghLE/s72-c/tumblr_l52ntjW5om1qar8dzo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7473421897516264704</id><published>2010-12-12T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:50:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQTS8HYP3zI/AAAAAAAAC8s/sIT0kLWYMZ0/s1600/tumblr_l9bwcuQfEt1qawb7zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQTS8HYP3zI/AAAAAAAAC8s/sIT0kLWYMZ0/s400/tumblr_l9bwcuQfEt1qawb7zo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549792571042029362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey heeey ! (: Sorry haven't updated for like a week. I'm going insane ! I used my brother's camera to record videos for Kat but then when I wanna edit them with Windows Movie Maker, I can't cause apparently it's HD ! so I have to find another program which I can't cause I need to pay for ALL of them ! ): Anyways, yesterday was Kathryn's leaving party. ): It was fun-ish. (: okaay, so on Friday I went over to Carmen's place. Was suppose to go to Jess's surprise party/dinner thingy but didn't cause I've already made plans with Carmen and yeah. (: I have nothing much to blog about. my mom is stalking my sister on facebook. So Amy, if you're reading my blog right now, which i think you are, I wanna let you know that mom told me that you and fendiiiiii are okay cause she saw your wall to wall with him. deng deng dengggg ! (; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladidaladidaaaa ! (: I haven't done my chemistry. So screwed. hahaha ! I think I should do it now. heheh ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, i went to my cousin's place yeseterday and it was so funny! (: hahhahahaha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' I wanna let you know that I think I like you more than I thought I would. I seem to be missing you everyday. Hoping something good will happen.... Just hoping '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ifN8aIkE1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ifN8aIkE1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Tonight By Westlife &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7473421897516264704?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7473421897516264704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7473421897516264704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7473421897516264704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7473421897516264704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-heeey-sorry-havent-updated-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TQTS8HYP3zI/AAAAAAAAC8s/sIT0kLWYMZ0/s72-c/tumblr_l9bwcuQfEt1qawb7zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8080581529748667815</id><published>2010-12-05T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:12:36.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPudwyEfI6I/AAAAAAAAC8k/NMRhpIV2Uow/s1600/tumblr_l9af3n8fIa1qaesqjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPudwyEfI6I/AAAAAAAAC8k/NMRhpIV2Uow/s400/tumblr_l9af3n8fIa1qaesqjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547200827436770210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there guys (: I've found an amazing band that I love. YAY ! (: Anyways, hi there. (: And hi Amy ! Since now i know you're reading. hahahahha ! (: I have nothing to blog cause it has been a pretty boring weekend. Ohhhhhh. I don't feel so good ! ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY HOMEWORK TO DO GUYS ! byeee. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jr0-MUXOkVg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jr0-MUXOkVg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Maybe by Sick Puppies &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They aren't the band I'm talking about. I'll post the band I'm talking about next time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-8080581529748667815?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8080581529748667815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8080581529748667815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8080581529748667815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8080581529748667815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-there-guys-ive-found-amazing-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPudwyEfI6I/AAAAAAAAC8k/NMRhpIV2Uow/s72-c/tumblr_l9af3n8fIa1qaesqjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-696062258499647270</id><published>2010-12-05T00:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T01:02:08.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPpzIB9DKnI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Cp_euh70m7c/s1600/teletubbies_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPpzIB9DKnI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Cp_euh70m7c/s400/teletubbies_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546872472860830322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AMY , IF YOU'RE READING THIS, STOP READING MY BLOG AND STOP STALKING ME. THANK YOU VERY MUCH. AND PLEASE GET ME AN IPHONE. I LOVE YOU. (&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*beeep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-696062258499647270?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/696062258499647270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=696062258499647270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/696062258499647270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/696062258499647270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/amy-if-youre-reading-this-stop-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPpzIB9DKnI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Cp_euh70m7c/s72-c/teletubbies_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2937468339592088568</id><published>2010-12-03T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:33:48.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPkN1XRiavI/AAAAAAAAC8U/WApJ7XpTZoU/s1600/tumblr_l8073uvO2f1qzmjc1o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPkN1XRiavI/AAAAAAAAC8U/WApJ7XpTZoU/s400/tumblr_l8073uvO2f1qzmjc1o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546479626515278578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there guys ! (: So I'm blogging here cause I'm blogging. So I had a Business Test today  and oh god, I blanked out when I saw the questions. !! My wrist started hurting as well, cause i thought i won't have enough time so i wrote to fast then I calmed myself down and yeah my wrist still hurts. Anyways, other than that, it was an alright day. Dt was awesome. Why ? Cause we just continued with our drawings and I'm so happy with mine. and urhm Ellie, he came into our class. He was playing Pokemon. haha ! (: Then like after 10 minutes of playing, he was yelling cause his Pokemon died and the whole thing blanked out. hahahahahah ! Epic fail man ! (: Briing, the school bell rang. When I got up and looked up my neck started hurting. why ? cause I kept looking down to draw ! hahah! So then on the bus, i slept again. so boring ! and yes, i slept in an awkward position that's why my neck was hurting like shit !!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to meet my mom's friend to talk more about photography and stuff. I hope he'll recommend me to get a DSLR so my mama can try and get me one. (; Bahahhaa. and yes, parents still aren't talking to me. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw man, I wanna go to the Christmas Bazar thingy but I have to meet my mom's friend. I asked my mom if I can go to Christmas Bazar, she yelled at me. The joy ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKay, i was suppose to click Publish post before I went to meet my mom's friend but I forgot. So I came back from meeting him. He's one heck of a photographer. He has 2 cameras. He's lending me one. Yes, I knew it he was gonna bring DSLR up into our conversation. hahahah ! yay ! But parents still not gonna get me one lah but gonna borrow his. hahah. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just now i was watching back some kiddy shows and oh god, I miss those times when we had the best kiddy shows. now is like bluurgh. !  So i found this video. Gonna be below this. I decided today not to put it like how i usually do as it's just too cuuuute and you have to watch it (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ichQOqbewA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ichQOqbewA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2937468339592088568?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2937468339592088568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2937468339592088568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2937468339592088568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2937468339592088568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-there-guys-so-im-blogging-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPkN1XRiavI/AAAAAAAAC8U/WApJ7XpTZoU/s72-c/tumblr_l8073uvO2f1qzmjc1o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-282120647093891405</id><published>2010-12-02T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:50:40.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPehzb5j_WI/AAAAAAAAC8M/mkfKEEC_gxo/s1600/tumblr_lbsz2pI1nm1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPehzb5j_WI/AAAAAAAAC8M/mkfKEEC_gxo/s400/tumblr_lbsz2pI1nm1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546079371164646754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most painful moment in your life is when you just had an argument with your family and you guys aren't talking at all. It's so painful because you always talk to them, see them. Buut, when you have an argument with them, things change. You don't talk to each other, you don't even look at each other. All you do is just live your own world. No laughters, no sharing how your day went, no sharing what stupid stuff you've done. ):"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey there guys ! (: Okay, so I didn't blog yesterday. It was first of December yesterday and it was Faria's and Sabiha's birthday. (: Nothing much happened yesterday. It was a really really boring day. Except during Mandarin. We had so much fun. (: We didn't study cause some other people haven't taken their speaking test so we went out of the class and fool around. We got into trouble when Adrian splashed water at Yip and accidentally on Michelle. Michelle yelled so loud and Mr.Ng came out and told us to shut up then Mr. Haslam came and told us to get to class. So we told him we're out here cause they have a speaking exam going on. Urhm after mandarin was maths. was the most boring math class ever ! I kept yawning and he kept looking at me like he's gonna slap me if i yawn again !! blah blah blah. slept on the bus. My legs were hurting after that. you know why ? I cuddled into a small little person. (: But it was niiice. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home, there's nothing much for me to say about home. So urhm I had dinner with my grandpa and grandma. (: Studied for Business test. came up, i was removing this program which is useless and suddenly my whole document went missing. Why Why why ! I cried so much. I ran over to my brother's room to ask him to help me out but he couldn't. ): I cried so much and now my eyes hurt ! I know it's stupid for me to cry over it but still ! MY WHOLE DOCUMENT ! ): My data, my stuff ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOO-HOOOO! Oh December, why are you making my first 2 days unlucky ?!?! Why ? and December, I hate you. You came too quickly and now my best friends gotta leave. !!!! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I love you more than words can explain'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQ7UrKCFn2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WQ7UrKCFn2U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Who will be our superhero by Chester see &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an amazing soong ! (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-282120647093891405?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/282120647093891405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=282120647093891405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/282120647093891405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/282120647093891405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/12/most-painful-moment-in-your-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPehzb5j_WI/AAAAAAAAC8M/mkfKEEC_gxo/s72-c/tumblr_lbsz2pI1nm1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7189078960337794428</id><published>2010-11-30T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:46:45.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPUOKcDI2ZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/8GfxTV_QA_s/s1600/tumblr_l9mw50J1BV1qb2f4oo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPUOKcDI2ZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/8GfxTV_QA_s/s400/tumblr_l9mw50J1BV1qb2f4oo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545354088667470226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It the last day of November. It's the last day of November. November.November. Repeated to myself over and over again. November. A year went by so quickly. Too quickly. This year, time sure did fly past us. Time certainly did. It's scary how a year always ends and you start a new year. I know it doesn't have much difference but it sure is still scary. I remember just last year I was spending my new years eve and new years with my best friend. It was one heck of a day, one heck of a new years and one heck of a moment to remember. This year. Will it be that special ? Will it be ? Few more hours till midnight. Till it's December. Till it's the first day of the last month of each year. Why am I blogging about this ? It's just so hard to believe a year went by so quickly. Some of my mates are leaving, some are staying. It's just so hard to see someone else leave again. It was just last year that I lost loads of friends. It was a sad, heartbreaking, painful memory. But I guess, we're lucky enough to have internet now to keep in touch heh. I guess, I'm just too scared to be a year older.'&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7189078960337794428?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7189078960337794428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7189078960337794428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7189078960337794428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7189078960337794428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-last-day-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPUOKcDI2ZI/AAAAAAAAC8E/8GfxTV_QA_s/s72-c/tumblr_l9mw50J1BV1qb2f4oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-459522319524088335</id><published>2010-11-29T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:10:53.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPOJ9B6KaSI/AAAAAAAAC78/5FLfsyV8HII/s1600/tumblr_l9m55una7W1qbdd0ho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPOJ9B6KaSI/AAAAAAAAC78/5FLfsyV8HII/s400/tumblr_l9m55una7W1qbdd0ho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544927247800625442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there guys ! (: It's Monday ! Wooweee. (: Well, nothing to celebrate about that. So on Saturday, nothing much happened. Sunday, which was yesterday, was Tanaya's birthday party. Yeah. It was fun. I have a blister. and I think i injured my toes. from ice-skating and my right ankle. It seem to hurt so much today. =/ Might need a massage today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was an okay day. Mandarin test was grrr. Thought we have a chemistry test but no. That's cool then. So I have Malay speaking test. Was the first and i got full marks. yay. (: Then it was pe. was so boring. at least i had flora. Could talk to her about what I'm feeling right now. Thank you for listening, but i need to talk to you more again tomorrow please Flora. I need you. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no clue what is up with my computer. on youtube. it's loaded right. but it only plays like till half way. So gay. and some of my pictures, I can't see it. why ? cause apparently my hard disk is full. wtf ? so fast ?!?!? grr. so pissed now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm scared, worried sake that I'm holding you back. I don't want to hold you back. It's my fault. It's all my fault. But, I can't let you go. I simply can't. What we had that day made me smile for the rest of the day. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened. ):"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighs. My sister cried so much yesterday. I cried as well cause it was so sad. ): Right now, I really want a hug from her. Cause last time I randomly went up to her and hug her and i don't have that now. ): I need a hug. I want a hug. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I simply can't explain what I'm feeling right now.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5f-h49BVuQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Try This by J.R.A &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-459522319524088335?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/459522319524088335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=459522319524088335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/459522319524088335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/459522319524088335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-guys-its-monday-wooweee.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TPOJ9B6KaSI/AAAAAAAAC78/5FLfsyV8HII/s72-c/tumblr_l9m55una7W1qbdd0ho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-9012685820752324488</id><published>2010-11-26T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T00:05:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO_asYIRvvI/AAAAAAAAC7s/gh2QTHIejPA/s1600/tumblr_l75pc774AA1qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO_asYIRvvI/AAAAAAAAC7s/gh2QTHIejPA/s400/tumblr_l75pc774AA1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543890122242637554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there guys (: How are you guys doing ? Okay. Quick update here for you guys. Yesterday was okay day. So today. Today. Was the day I gave my abs a work out by just laughing real hard. (: Why ? Okay. Let me bring you baaack from the start. Early in the morning.I  woke up. Shower and got ready for school. Our bus was early today. So then I chat and chat. Bell rang and went for tutor. then had Photography. Had this person coming in talking about the university thingy. It looks so cool.! (: I swear to god that he has an obsession with bananas. So then it was Malay it was pretty boring. Folded a paper heart and Yip folded some stars. S I kept one star and kept the pretty heart. I coloured it in. (: Then it was break. I helped Wichelle to colour her English work. Then Zurhuil ( still no clue how you spell his name) was like : i didn't know you're in my english class ! I kept telling him I am. In the end, i told him i wasn't. So Tichelle &amp;amp; I were walking to Business and then Tanaya &amp;amp; Zurhuil were behind us. Zurhuil went in front of us and shouted to Tanaya that he was late. I was like : No you're not. He said. are you kidding me. I have Mr.Jonhson. You're not in my class. and i was like : I AM. he didn't believe me. Eventually he did. I told Tim when I got in the class and Tim was like : ARE YOU KIDDING ME ZURHUIL ! SHE SITS OPPOSITE YOU AND YOU DIDN"T EVEN REALIZE THAT ?! hahahha! it was so funny ! (: Then it was English. It was boring. Lunch time. was EPIC. (: That's when I gave my abs a little of work out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what happened. Carmen asked Tanaya to come over to our table as I wanna ask him about who is invited to his party so I can plan the transport. Then we were talking. Then Tanaya was talking to Navin about something. describing something. and I was behind him.THEN. He accidentally elbowed my boobs. Okay. That hurts so then I tried to take revenge right. I was gonna hit his balls. I missed the first time but he bang into the recycling bin! haha. (: we all started laughing our way up the stairs. Then I tried again and failed. Okay. I swear it was much funnier in reality. Okay. I totally forgot what happened after that. haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was next. I was laughing my way up to math. haha ! (: Then Kathryn though i was mad for a sec cause i was yeaah. *inappropriate stuff* So I told her. Then after maths. like 5 mintues or 2 mintues before the bell rang. Kathryn asked me what actually happened. and I kidna told her. Max and Shuaib over heard and asked me if they could punch me. WTF. then it was dt. pretty boring. Mr.moore wans't in AGAIN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bus, I sat way in front. Why ? no seats. This I need to talk to Flora &amp;amp; Tichelle ASAP pleaase. (: Nothing happened. Got left alone after got dropped back home. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after dinner my uncle gave me a lecture about life and stuff. we made up some quotes. He told me some stories. Almost cried as I was wondering about my own life. He said we should not regret every choice we make. We made that choice for a reason. If it's something bad, take it as an experience. Never ever regret. then he went on about saying other stuff and he mentioned : Life is boring when you're always happy or sad. That's why we always have our ups and downs. Yes, it may be painful when you're sad but hey, you can bring happiness back to your life if you choose to bring it back. It's your choice. You live your life the way you want but never ever regret. And he was talking about his childhood moments and I thought about my first day in Alice smith school, my primary school and how much I miss those times. ): It was one sad lecture. Oh so then I gave him some hints that I want a DSLR. haha. I was like : yeah, I was playing around with my friend's camera and it was good and I think Nikon is the best. HAha. but he didn't fall for it. He like took it another way. I guess he won't get me one. ): Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna watch my show so I shall stop here. (: *brush my teeth*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKCVYKzLsjs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKCVYKzLsjs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; By chance( You &amp;amp; I) - J.R.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old song but it's amazing. ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-9012685820752324488?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/9012685820752324488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=9012685820752324488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9012685820752324488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9012685820752324488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-guys-how-are-you-guys-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO_asYIRvvI/AAAAAAAAC7s/gh2QTHIejPA/s72-c/tumblr_l75pc774AA1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7472131711326131235</id><published>2010-11-25T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:22:45.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO5xFvK1FQI/AAAAAAAAC7k/lNCECtbB0GM/s1600/tumblr_l51zviAUan1qaop1co1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO5xFvK1FQI/AAAAAAAAC7k/lNCECtbB0GM/s400/tumblr_l51zviAUan1qaop1co1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543492534714832130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on tumblr reading a post. Read the problem and saw the advice. and it's such a good advice. ! (: I can relate to it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(90, 90, 90); line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"I’m incredibly sorry this has happened to you! I think there’s one thing about love is that you’ve just got to be unafraid and take those chances.  It hurts so much when your heart is being shattered into pieces, but you shouldn’t run away from love.  I don’t think you should let go and move on, not all boys are the same.  Give this guy a chance, he might turn out to be different from what you think he is.  Don’t be afraid to jump even though you’ve been hit so hard before.  Keep believing in this thing called love, because you WILL find the right person you’re meant to be with.  You WILL find that person who makes everything complicated into something so simple.  I’m sorry again that you’ve gotten your heart broken so many times, but don’t be afraid to love.  It’ll one day turn out to be worth the risk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(90, 90, 90); line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(90, 90, 90); line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*I don't know what is up with me but I've been thinking a lot lately. Maybe it's better off if I let you go.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4195924046148620273-7472131711326131235?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7472131711326131235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7472131711326131235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7472131711326131235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7472131711326131235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-was-on-tumblr-reading-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO5xFvK1FQI/AAAAAAAAC7k/lNCECtbB0GM/s72-c/tumblr_l51zviAUan1qaop1co1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5470393258623283449</id><published>2010-11-24T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:06:37.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO0b3KgHjvI/AAAAAAAAC7c/GxmX28j6VVU/s1600/tumblr_lal2akZoAU1qe139zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO0b3KgHjvI/AAAAAAAAC7c/GxmX28j6VVU/s400/tumblr_lal2akZoAU1qe139zo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543117350888771314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there guys. Sorry for not updating since Monday. So today is Wednesday. (: What can i blog about ? Oh yeah. Monday , was so happy i can walk properly. (: Then it was pe. very excited about it. (: THEN. BOOOOM. It was not good. I injured my ankle AGAIN ! it sucked. I wanted to run. ): Flora kinda injured hers as well. Same injury mate. (; So i went to the nurse. The nurse didn't even take a look at it or gave me ice pack. she was like : just rub the counterpain in. okay fine. that's okay. then she took the counter pain thingy and put it on my ankle and asked me to rub it myself. and she put so much ! SUCH A WASTE ! She freaking didn't check my darn ankle. wtf  is her problem !!! Aren't you suppose to ice-pack it first. jeez. So then I went back. HOPPING MY WAY BACK TO THE FIELD. cause the nurse didn't care to help. the old nurse helped me a lot ! I miss her. So then I jsut sat and watch. ): Then change then went home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, it was an okay day. tiring for me as i was limping around. Nothing much happened. UNTIL WHEN I CAME HOME ! I was walking down the stairs and my other ankle started hurting and boom! told my mom and my mom said : i think you shoud use your brother's crutches tomorrow. and i was like. WHAAAT! No thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, i didn't use the crutches. but regret as it might have been so much easier to move around. but at the same time, i don't want to be in crutches. I'll see about it. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mom decided not to massage my injured ankle for me. ): After blogging, i'm going down and bug her to massage it for me. Ohh, and my parents were pissed about the fees for seasac arts but then they finally said okay . (: so i'm going. but no one is taking photography with me. ): Oh well, I'll make new friends. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sometimes I just wish there was never a "us". Things wouldn't be that complicated. ):"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHrq_xncP7E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHrq_xncP7E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Boyce Avenue - On my way(Acoustic version) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5470393258623283449?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5470393258623283449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5470393258623283449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5470393258623283449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5470393258623283449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-guys_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TO0b3KgHjvI/AAAAAAAAC7c/GxmX28j6VVU/s72-c/tumblr_lal2akZoAU1qe139zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3258905543048330739</id><published>2010-11-22T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:21:09.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOqKD00wrbI/AAAAAAAAC7U/gSbPBLq5N5Y/s1600/tumblr_l61we8fjj81qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOqKD00wrbI/AAAAAAAAC7U/gSbPBLq5N5Y/s400/tumblr_l61we8fjj81qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542394089756994994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I lay on my bed, thinking about us, tears of sorrow ran down my cheeks. It's too late now to go back and my heart sank. It was my fault. What was I thinking? Pictures from the past made me tear more. I just miss being with you, miss how it used to be, miss how we had so much time together, miss how you just knew what to get me for my birthday &amp;amp; I just miss how we were just in love. It was my fault. It was my fault. That's all I can think of right now. My fault. My fault. My fault. But it's just a little too late. I wanted to apologize but I just didn't know how. Right now, I find myself missing you even more than my best friend. Will you ever forgive me about what had happened in the past ? Will you ? If you do, I can't even forgive myself. If you're reading this and you know who you are, I just wanna apologize right now. If things between us don't work out, it not because I don't love you. It's because there's this little reason within me that's stopping me.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_-UiAwEgbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_-UiAwEgbQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Missing you by The Saturdays &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3258905543048330739?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3258905543048330739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3258905543048330739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3258905543048330739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3258905543048330739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-i-lay-on-my-bed-thinking-about-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOqKD00wrbI/AAAAAAAAC7U/gSbPBLq5N5Y/s72-c/tumblr_l61we8fjj81qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1577245116190981409</id><published>2010-11-19T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T18:40:42.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO "BACK TO DECEMBER BY TAYLOR SWIFT". SUCH A NICE SONG !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* &amp;amp; mainly cause the song relates to everything I'm feeling right now*&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/4195924046148620273-1577245116190981409?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1577245116190981409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1577245116190981409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1577245116190981409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1577245116190981409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-stop-listening-to-back-to-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3482927444023888048</id><published>2010-11-18T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:11:41.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOVCFy3j8tI/AAAAAAAAC7M/KBamAWC4hgY/s1600/tumblr_l1nkwcmjQF1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOVCFy3j8tI/AAAAAAAAC7M/KBamAWC4hgY/s400/tumblr_l1nkwcmjQF1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540907583870857938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there guys ! (: Sorry for not updating for long. Anyways, on Monday till Wednesday, nothing much happened. Wednesday was a public holiday for everyone. It was still so boring ! So today. Thursday. It was not that boring today. For the first time, I didn't feel tired in school. haha ! (: So malay was first, it was really boring. Was a loner again as Su Khi came back so back to my old seat. ): then it was English. Did okay for the speaking &amp;amp; listening task. It was one weird speaking &amp;amp; listening task. Then it was break. Went and change the darn car sticker. It was pretty annoying how the lady was all pms-ing. She specifically said write your last name. I wrote it down and when she hung up the phone, she was like : NG what ? You think I know ? Right your dad's name, your name and your class and your contact number. What the heck woman ! You said LAST/FAMILY name ! not all those. Even Tichelle heard it. Gosh lady. ! So then we had time to hop over the Art block to get the slip for Seasac Arts.  (: *briiing* Went up took my books and headed off to Chemistry. It was such a waste of the first few minutes. I mean i get it some of them don't get it but still, acting it out ? Really ? It was business next. Surprise, surprise. It wasn't that boring today !! Briiing. Lunch time. Nothing much happened during lunch. Briing. Maths. SO BORING ! then it was physics. It was okay only. Not that bad. Normal stuff. Briing END OF SCHOOL BABY ! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking to the locker. Gonna open my locker, Aditya said he needa ask me something personal. So i was like okay sure. He said later. So I was packed so was he. He was like saying something half way and Patrick interrupted and he didn't finish what he was asking me. I swear he said he'll text me but according to Navin, he didn't say that. So oh well. So Navin and I had kinda a "fight" about something. I was like : fine be that way and i turned around and he was like : noo don't turn around. and i was liek : BYE! I'mma sleep ! yes. See how serious this can be. hahah!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i waited for my mom to pick me up. Sent Adrian back and went home. Watched Ghost whisperer. (: I can't believe it just ends like that. psht. So mad. !! So I came up. blogging half way, my head was hurting like mad, i ran down crying. it was freaking painful. Felt like i was gonna die. My mom wasn't worried. and the pain wouldn't go away then she only got worried. Then i was crying so much. Was such in pain. My mom massaged my head which didn't help. It then slowly went away. Thank god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GTG now guyys ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLK2bpJixLA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLK2bpJixLA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Back to december by Taylor Swift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an amazing song and it's so true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3482927444023888048?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3482927444023888048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3482927444023888048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3482927444023888048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3482927444023888048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-guys-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOVCFy3j8tI/AAAAAAAAC7M/KBamAWC4hgY/s72-c/tumblr_l1nkwcmjQF1qa9u6ko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6952625339998025229</id><published>2010-11-14T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:41:00.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOAC_tw8PUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/PotpP5VsjMs/s1600/tumblr_l8rfln2eCO1qapz3mo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOAC_tw8PUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/PotpP5VsjMs/s400/tumblr_l8rfln2eCO1qapz3mo1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539430835305594178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there guys. Sorry for not blogging for ages. Been pretty urhm. not sure. hahaha ! Anyways, on Friday, nothing much happened. It was one heck of a tiring day for me. Why ? cause I was limping around the school the whole time and Kathryn was being nice to walk so fast. haha! Moving on, nothing much actually happened. It was a boring lesson during photography cause Sukhi isn't there. ): Damn, tomorrow's and Tuesday's lesson will be bad as well. ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, it was pretty boring alright. I was home alone.): and my mom claims that she asked me to go out with her. Suuuure mom. So i did nothing. Did some homework. Oh for dinner, it was so bad. we went to our usual restaurant to eat but then it was full and my dad hates to wait. so we walked away and went to another restaurant that my mom read off the newspaper. We went there. Sat down, looked at the menu and said it was expensive. So we were like : maybe it's nice. s we ordered and it was not nice at all. it was COLD, SMALL PORTION and COLD ! What pissed us off was that we had to wait so long for COLD FOOD ! Wtf ! Who the hell recommended that restaurant has probably been paid to say nice stuff ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todaay. Yes, i was alone again. You know why ? My parents and brother left without telling me! So i thought to work out at home and i just remembered that i have an injured ankle so i can't do much. I only did like simple stuff. So then after few hours alone, my parents and brother decided to come back home ! and it started raining. boooo. ): Ohhh before they came home, I watched this Japanese tv series and oh my gosh. It was so sad. I feel their pain. Daamn. I was crying like a maaaaad cow my maid was watching with me and she thought i'm crazy. haha. (: but it was good okay. I got to cry things out in a living room instead of my room and i had my maid with me. hahha ! (: nothing much happened after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, I cried cause I have some thoughts on my mind. Wondering if it's right or wrong. Is there ever gonna be a you and me ? Oh, I cried, I cried."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my jeez. I can't stop thinking about the Japanese tv Series thingy. !!!! It's just soooo saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad ! there's one bit it goes like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl and boy walks together. Girls stops behind him. Boy turns around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl : I'm sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy : For ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl : I like you. but I'm not in love with you. I like someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy : And who is that other one ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*car hons* Guy's parents came. took them for lunch. Girl feels so awkward. Guy took a phone call. parents talked to the girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents : Thank you so much for taking care of my boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: when I was sick, he took care of me and told me he'll find someone to marry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom : yeah. and he found you. You're a lovely girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad *talks about sad stuff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: *cries but feel awkward*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-next scene-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guy and girl at a traffic light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl : thank you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy : for ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: taking me out for lunch. I'm sorry. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: It's okay. I know you don't love me right now but I guess that's life. I'll wait for you until you love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*traffic light turns green walk away * *sad music played*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl : *stands there alone crying*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gosh, i can go on forever. it doesn't sound that sad here but it was really saaaaaaaaaaad ! ): Anyway, it's lateeee now. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCfoJRPdsIM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eCfoJRPdsIM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Shine a Light by McFly ft Taio Cruz &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6952625339998025229?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6952625339998025229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6952625339998025229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6952625339998025229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6952625339998025229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-there-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TOAC_tw8PUI/AAAAAAAAC7E/PotpP5VsjMs/s72-c/tumblr_l8rfln2eCO1qapz3mo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4417112704351805903</id><published>2010-11-11T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:19:13.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNv7SdXmplI/AAAAAAAAC68/DB_FRveQK54/s1600/tumblr_l5w2emgXK51qb7uweo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNv7SdXmplI/AAAAAAAAC68/DB_FRveQK54/s400/tumblr_l5w2emgXK51qb7uweo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538296461322004050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.589844); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; once again, I find myself missing you. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jP1WqkqDcpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jP1WqkqDcpo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Justin Bieber's Girlfriend by Michaela Wallace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute music video and song. and guess what ? she's only my age. crap man ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4417112704351805903?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4417112704351805903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4417112704351805903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4417112704351805903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4417112704351805903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/once-again-i-find-myself-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNv7SdXmplI/AAAAAAAAC68/DB_FRveQK54/s72-c/tumblr_l5w2emgXK51qb7uweo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2045343035438537457</id><published>2010-11-09T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:50:50.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNkZNqZyVAI/AAAAAAAAC60/8rpG2WapiNE/s1600/38485_429446129104_761584104_4304859_5423531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNkZNqZyVAI/AAAAAAAAC60/8rpG2WapiNE/s400/38485_429446129104_761584104_4304859_5423531_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537484939340174338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey hey ! (: Sorry for not updating lately. Was in Singapore last week and have been pretty tired ever since I've gotten back. So Sesac was fun even though we got last. I got MVP, really unexpected but thank you guys(team mates &amp;amp; Mr.Haslam). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing much to blog. I don't really wana blog about what happened in Singapore. haha. Too lazy. (: Yes yes, I know I'm a lazy person. So whaat ? Okaay, I bought this shirt from Zara. Nom nom nom. Urhm Oh, Alisa, Kayla &amp;amp; I got told off by Mr.Charman for being late. hahaa. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should do my dt homework as I haven't done it at all. haha. (: Urhm so my dad has finally bought me a new battery for my phone. (: My phone was being so retarded on the way to Singapore. I was texting and BOOM. Bye bye ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TO BLOG ? So I'm texting and bloging and fb-ing and yeaah. I KEEP HAVING HEADACHES FOR SOME REASON ! It's so annoyingggg ! and I've been sleeping loads. grrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okaaaay. So my phone bill is going fine. hahha. just checked it. hahha.s o i can continue texting now. hahahhaha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to blog so I'll stop here. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's some secrets within me that no one will ever know."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ui0BtEvdy0Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ui0BtEvdy0Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; What do you go by Bon Jovi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2045343035438537457?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2045343035438537457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2045343035438537457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2045343035438537457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2045343035438537457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-hey-hey-hey-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNkZNqZyVAI/AAAAAAAAC60/8rpG2WapiNE/s72-c/38485_429446129104_761584104_4304859_5423531_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2239364311464066319</id><published>2010-11-03T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:14:04.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNEnu-7rnvI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0Ov70clg0dQ/s1600/PA290527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNEnu-7rnvI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0Ov70clg0dQ/s400/PA290527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535249105135836914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom: I'm going singapore with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: You're joking are you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom : Your aunt invited me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me: We won't even see each other . What's the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom: True that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey hey ! (: Hahha. yes. My mom was gonna come to Singapore with me but she changed her mind. YES ! (: So I'm going to stay at Copthrone hotel. Daddy said it's a not bad place. Can't wait. It's tomorrow. I haven't even gotten any snacks. Guess what my mom said ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ashley, since you've baked cupcakes, why not bring them with you to Singapore"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urhm, Mom.. How about NO ?! I think people rather eat their snacks rather than my cupcakes and it's too big to fit into my bag. I'm just gonna try again today and ask my mom to let me buy some snacks ! Okay . So yesterday was an okay day for me. I baked and that's it. Oh wait. In the morning, I woke up, took my shower went out with my mom. let me make this statement clearer. My mom and I walked out to the bank. hahhaa. (: Yes, good exercise (: So when i was in the bank, everyone, that means EVERYONE in the bank was looking at me. Why ? Cause I'm the only child there. It's creepy tho. Like when I was waiting for my mom, this duude was beside me and he kept staring and I'm like "oh shit. mom hurry up !" and Yes finally my mom was done and I could get the hell out of there. So my mom and I walked further out just to get picked up by my brother and we're off to lunch. (: So we ate . Then my mom wanna buy bread and i wanted to buy butter to bake. So my brother dropped us off and I told him that we can walk home as i wanna exercise. hahah ! (: Guess what ? My mom forgot that she wanna buy oil as well so I had to carry it back home. but it's all cool. hhaa. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home, we baked. Then I went out with my parents to send my brother for his class. My dad wanted to eat so we went and eat. Well, I only took like a spoon ? haha. okay that sounds a little off but oh well. Moving on. While we were waiting for my brother to walk all the way to this mamak stall, I saw this cuuuuute guy ! OMG! Shooo Cuute. Not as in baby cute but as in like hot cute . (:  So we got into the car. came home and BOOM ! Why BOOM ? i dont know. hahahaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I'm chatting now with some people on Fb. Tichelle, if you're reading this, I wanna tell you that you were right about that duude. Will tell you more later tonight. But but but. He's gonna take me backstage to meet John Mayer !! You hell have to come ! hahaa. even tho he said that you're not coming but grrr. ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's still this secret hidden in me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMg5bRwkFW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fMg5bRwkFW8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Heartbreak Lullaby by A Teens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be obsessed with A-teens when I was younger. hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh why can it be just you and me" naaaaw. hahahha! Yes yes, I know i know. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2239364311464066319?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2239364311464066319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2239364311464066319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2239364311464066319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2239364311464066319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/mom-im-going-singapore-with-you-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TNEnu-7rnvI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0Ov70clg0dQ/s72-c/PA290527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2281907355997452556</id><published>2010-11-01T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:42:49.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TM5TR-Mim9I/AAAAAAAAC6k/r0NfLR-OAu8/s1600/tumblr_l8m4618tGh1qc3oj7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TM5TR-Mim9I/AAAAAAAAC6k/r0NfLR-OAu8/s400/tumblr_l8m4618tGh1qc3oj7o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534452560303397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there. (: Sorry for not updating for long. haha. So on Friday, was the last day then it was half term. Friday was my last day of volleyball training and it was so freaking boring ! Wasted my time. So i went home with Elliot, Adrian, Sarah and Elliot's sister. So we were waiting for the guys. they were so slow. So then we reached Elliot's house. Waited for Adrian's mom. Then went home with her. It was so late. Oh well. nothing much happen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday.. So I woke up. Went and had my breakfast. then waited for a while. had a little snack then went out to Gardens. While waited for Sukhi, i went to Borders. While i was there, I saw this amazing book i wanted to buy. but i didn't. and now i've forgotten the title. ): Anyways, then this some donation girl came up to me and went : hi. can i speak english to you ? I'm a student and helping for this charity. It's for some spastic children. Can you please donate? So I didn't want to but i didn't know how to say. People were looking at me. So yeah. I donated. and then well she was waited for me to donate, she was like : Are you Malaysian? and i was like : yeah. and she was like : oh. I thought you is the not Malaysia . I thought you come from some where else. I thought you are white. and i was like : urhm okay. ? and then she started going like : Ni Hui Jiang Hua Yu Ma? (Do you know how to speak mandarin?) and i was like : Hui, hui.( I do) and then she was like : oh okay. Hen Hao.(very good) and i just continued looking at books. hahah! laaames. Then Sukhi came. and she was suppose to be Harry potter but she said she failed drawing the scar. so she's a hot nerdy student. and i was like : shoot. what am I. So We were walking around to think what I should be. Bumped in to Tanaya. and he said about someone at the entrance. so we were waiting for Caitlin but then we told her to meet us at Borders as we have finally thought of something. I'm a Hippy. hahaa. went and bought colourful stuff. But totaly fail of a Hippy. hahaa. (: So then we went to redbox and blah blah blah. around 5 ish right the Bill came and paid then we went out. but we didn't know it was only 5 somehting. we could have stayed like for another half an hour. cause we said until 6. Oh well. We went and eat. I bought Cotton Candy. Nom nom nom. (: then we went to Sukhi's place. Caitlin, Sakura, Sukhi and I were like laughing so much while waiting for the others to come. haha. it was hilarious. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So The others came. Put in a CD i was scared to death that most of the time i hid underneath the blanket. haha. (: then we watched another movie. I've watched it before.So it's cool. haha. (: some people left. then Carmen was the last one to leave. We then went up and relaxed, chit-chat, took some pictures, took off our make up, wash our faces, changed, chit-chat. haha ! Then we got hungry. So we went down. and made Maggie Mee. nom nom nom . haha. but we weer stil hungry. so Loni used the Maggie Mee to make like this other food. She mixed all sort of stuff in it. but it was nicee. (: so we chat a little and finally went up. an then we chat some more. We didn't jsut chat okay. But it's not good for me to blog about what actually happen. cause duude. PG 18 man ! hhahaha. (: So Caitlin slept first while we continue chatting. Then i fell asleep and i guess the rest fell asleep as well. haha So i woke up the first. but then no one was awake so I went back and sleep. then I heard Sukhi . So i woke up and boom she was awake so I waved. ahaha. random much. and then Loni woke up I waved as well. haha. (: then Zoe woke up and we started chtting only then Caitlin woke up. haha. She slept the earliest yet woke up the latest. haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then chat chat chat. Talking about how we wanna make pancakes. So happen Sukhi's dad came and ask about food. and Sukhi told him that we might make Pancakes and then they were tlaking about something else. andSukhi told us we're having Chinese Delivery. Wow. first time hearing that. so we brushed our teeth and went down and ate some biscuit as we wanna wait for the chinese delivery. as Sukhi said it only takes 3 minutes. so then we played with her dog. Caitlin got raped by it. haha ! then her dad came home and Sukhi asked her dad why hasn't the food came up. and he said they couldn't find their place and so he had to pick it up. So then we ate. there were loads of food. !! We ate. and we were so full. then we went up and chat some more. Had fun calling people. it was hilarious. haha. then I showered first and when i came out, they were on the computer and then we saw cupcakes and we wanted to bake them. So told people to hurry up. So Caitlin showered next then Loni then Zoe. Guess what ? we didn't have enough time to bake them cause Tichelle said that she'll be pickin gup up from Midvalley at 3:30. and then that's when we all worried. I HAD NO TRANSPORT TO MIDVALLEY ! It was all a misunderstanding. so yeah. we sorted things out. finally but i was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Tichelle and I went to that concert thingy and missed it. Oh well. hahahha. it was still funny-ish ? the kids were sooo cuute. Then she sent me home. I watched Ghost whisperer marathon with my parents. (: but i fell asleep half way as i was so tired. haha. Then I woke up for dinner and normal stuff lah. and boom ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm blogging here just in case i have no time today to blog. it's already 1:39 and i woke up like an hour ago. haha. so late right ? i know. I have not showered guys ! hahah. I thnk i should and start doing my homework. (: I'm alone. ): So lonely. So yeah. Parents bought me food. nom nom nom. Omg, Guess what ? Myfridge is filled with Strawberries. (: yay !! but they aren't as nice as U.S ones. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall stop here and heaad of to the showers . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y97LexquznI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y97LexquznI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Raise Your Glass Cover by Megan Nicole and Jason Chen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Cover guys and amazing song. haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2281907355997452556?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2281907355997452556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2281907355997452556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2281907355997452556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2281907355997452556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/11/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TM5TR-Mim9I/AAAAAAAAC6k/r0NfLR-OAu8/s72-c/tumblr_l8m4618tGh1qc3oj7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5545567263355780009</id><published>2010-10-28T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T23:02:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMmQPzjCWfI/AAAAAAAAC6c/tigGy64W3D8/s1600/tumblr_l5trerIsot1qate2wo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMmQPzjCWfI/AAAAAAAAC6c/tigGy64W3D8/s400/tumblr_l5trerIsot1qate2wo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533112218410965490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hi hi hi hi ! (: I'm here blogging really fast as I'm planning a party. So last minute right ? I know. But hey, Carmen &amp;amp; I want it to be EPIC. It's like a halloween party-ish. (: At first we were all excited about it as we thought Sukhi's parents will allow us to go to her place but now nooo. So it's all blluurg ! And Tichelle is like asking me to blog and update my tumblr while I'm planning. So it ain't that of a great idea. I watched Glee just now. It was okay okay lah ! haha. (; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah. I got carried away with the chat. Updated my tumblr so all good. okay. what should i blog about ? Oh.. Skye is on our bus for like today and tomorrow and it was hilarious. He was sitting next to me on the way back and he was dancing the whole time and stuff and  we were jus tlike. staring. hahah ! and when Bronwen said : you are not shy at all are you . then he lifted his shirt up. hahahah ! it was part of the dance thingy. then he missed his stop as he doesn't kow where his stop is as he said his normal bus stops in front of his house so yeah. but not for us ! (: So luckily he had Ainsa to send him home. haha ! (; Epic bus ride home. haha ! (: even though I didn't talk much but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh today was Mufti day. Blue day.hahha. Everyone was in blur. it was so BLUE ! hahaha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, seriously stressing out about the party that i forgot I had Dt homework. Tichelle reminded me but we ain't doing it. (: haha. such naughty students. oh well. grrrrrrr. what else to blog ? Oh I was watching Biggest loser and omg. it was so sad. I cried. ): Such an awesome episode. (: Duude, my brother got hit in the head by a golf club. 3 stitches ! Crazy  ): I feel his pain. Must have hurt a lot ! I would be crying like mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have such an itchy hand. You know why ? My skin was peeling and i like tear it off ? hhaha. now it hurts. smart me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgg. half term next week. Seasac volleyball a week from now. Gosh. I'm excited but nervous. hahaha ! (: I think we're kinda good for a team who only played together for like 2 months ? It's good. Not sure whether it's 2 months. haha ! (: Anyways, we got another kit. I love it. thank you Chelsea for it. Oh, but it's a little small for me. ): damn. Not cool. and everyone got the same size. imagine how tight it will be for the others. ): Getting my stuff for seasac tomorrow. so fast. ): last training tomorrow as well. grr. last training for the term as well !!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. So Carmen &amp;amp; I have finally sorted everything. but Sukhi went offline. ): but we will ask her tomorrow. like yeah. haha ! (: hope our plan will work. I'm like super excited about the party for some reason. hahaha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I' done blogging now and done with the party thingy. (: yay ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/39SUAKszXw4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/39SUAKszXw4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; A teens- Firefly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me happy ! hahahaha. (: Used to love it when I was a kid. wonder what happened to them. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5545567263355780009?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5545567263355780009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5545567263355780009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5545567263355780009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5545567263355780009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-im-here-blogging-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMmQPzjCWfI/AAAAAAAAC6c/tigGy64W3D8/s72-c/tumblr_l5trerIsot1qate2wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6853933972213256247</id><published>2010-10-27T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:07:00.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMg_M-hXdTI/AAAAAAAAC6U/1RAV0mjJs6g/s1600/tumblr_l7h0ixHxyS1qbqwxpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMg_M-hXdTI/AAAAAAAAC6U/1RAV0mjJs6g/s400/tumblr_l7h0ixHxyS1qbqwxpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532741634398582066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;*You try to play his games but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you're the one who's being confusing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;What's the point in all of my waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the one who's noticing you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess that makes me obsessed with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;This is the story of a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who builds her own thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has the faith that he'll be more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than what she only thinks she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's seen the bitter truth, but when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone is looking right at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to see through the lying eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're mesmerized*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Amazing Lyrics that is so true. (: &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/4195924046148620273-6853933972213256247?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6853933972213256247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6853933972213256247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6853933972213256247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6853933972213256247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-try-to-play-his-games-but-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMg_M-hXdTI/AAAAAAAAC6U/1RAV0mjJs6g/s72-c/tumblr_l7h0ixHxyS1qbqwxpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7891172027296724726</id><published>2010-10-26T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:24:42.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMbkoTS-V_I/AAAAAAAAC6M/-JFke_mXacw/s1600/tumblr_l7f9hyNhYW1qb251bo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMbkoTS-V_I/AAAAAAAAC6M/-JFke_mXacw/s400/tumblr_l7f9hyNhYW1qb251bo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532360573296990194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey ! (: So today was a FUN DAY ! Why ? It was like this English Spoken Rap Day thingy. What does that mean ? A rapper came in called Andy and started talking about the history of rap and he did a freestyle rap and he asked a volunteer to write down every word we give him to start off his rap. So Max went out and we all just started laughing as he couldn't spell . It was hilarious. (; So then he rapped. AMAZING . He's such an amazing beatboxer as well. LIke omgggg ! and and and. he's kinda-ish cute. (: haha. Okay moving on. So he set us a task, which is to write out own rap. The joy. So we got sent to our english groups. At first we were all just standing there and Mrs.Haslam like divided us up into groups . We didn't get to choose. Other classes got to choose. Oh well. So then we had to write down what made us, us. So I put down the usual stuff. haha (: Briing. Break time. Had RICE. nom nom nom. So asian. then briing. go back to the freezing hall. Collected our stuff and went up to our english classes. Our group, Ainaa, Isaac, Skye, Tichelle &amp;amp; me, we couldn't think of anything at the start and Skye got pissy and told people how we aren't helping when we are trying to think okay. We just don't write rap all the time. So then the 2nd hour, we finally came up with something. We wrote it down on an A1 paper and then we thought it doesn't really make sense. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Briing. Lunch time. Saw Annabel. We didn't know she's coming, neither she knew. haha. She was liek : i didn't know until last night. haha ! (: So then Briing, go back to english and got ready. Andy came in and heard all of our raps and he said our group was one of the best he has seen. He didn't say that to the other group that was going : omg. we are done and ours is so good. and they keep practicing and rapping it loudly and kept replaying the beat on purpose. So we made up a chorus on the spot. and we combined our group raps and stuff. So we went down to the hall and everyone performed. I love Flora's singing. Her chorus ! I love Dhaniyah's singing as well. grrr. Briing. end of school. ! SO GOD DAMN FAST ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bus was fucking annoying. Ken, what the hell is your problem  huh ? what the fag. ! Just cause I'm not white. You're asian too. I know that you're against me. ONLY ME as I'm asian. Dude, do you like Jess or something. ? Or maybe Bronwen ? Or maybe to keep your fame ? What the fag is up with you ? It's not the first time. It's just one piece ! It's jsut food.And that time after swimming gala on the way home. Navin had a packet of junk food, you gave most of it to Jess. I asked for it. You said there aren't anymore. You gave evrythign to Jess. I was fucking hungry okay. Came home I had Gastric. So thank you Ken ! and today I came home with Gastric as well. Well done Ken ! Now I have to be more careful. Screw you gay fag !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh. My skin is peeling off. Ewww. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've told myself that I'm doing all of these is for the best. yet people tell me that it isn't and I can't runaway from it. Asking me to stop hiding and take the risk. I rather not. I'm so confusee. ):"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSmOWn1KDnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSmOWn1KDnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leoa Naess-Leave your boyfriends behind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7891172027296724726?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7891172027296724726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7891172027296724726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7891172027296724726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7891172027296724726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-hey-hey-so-today-was-fun-day-why-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMbkoTS-V_I/AAAAAAAAC6M/-JFke_mXacw/s72-c/tumblr_l7f9hyNhYW1qb251bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8073640137307009601</id><published>2010-10-25T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:42:00.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're something worth waiting for ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMWW9V47LDI/AAAAAAAAC6E/o5k_FRn9MAc/s1600/tumblr_l5qz64CUcX1qafbsxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMWW9V47LDI/AAAAAAAAC6E/o5k_FRn9MAc/s400/tumblr_l5qz64CUcX1qafbsxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531993697886612530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey hey hey ! (: No clue why I'm blogging this late. I think I should sleep. (: But oh well. I shall blog. okay, so lately my mom has been really addicted to facebook. Oh gosh. Non-stop on the computer. So today was not a good day. Why ? My sun burn was hurting me. Like what the fag. ! First lesson was English, Mrs.Haslam wasn't in. Surprise, surprise. Then it was photography, surprise surprise teacher wasn't in as well. During break, did my chemistry homework and studied for mandarin which we didn't do in the end. haha. (: So then it was mandarin, it was okay. Then Chemistry, it was so boring ! I nearly fell asleep. you know what made it worst ? my sun burn, my face felt so hot ! grr ! Then it was lunch, it was urhm, normal. then we had malay, so boring ! I'm such a loner ! psht. Sitting alone. every time when Mr.Ng goes : okay, you guys will do this with the person sitting next to you. And I just turn around to an empty sit. ! Not clue dude ! Anyways it was P.E next. had badminton. Was suppose to have this play off thingy, but didn't happen. YES ! (: My sun burn was hurting a little but oh well. Natisha &amp;amp; I had fun (: Then brring. school's over. Went to the tuck shop and went on the bus. Slept on the bus. so god damn tired. and you know i couldn't sleep properly. Why ? the aircond was freezing. It wa slike not facing me AT ALL but it was still so god damn cold ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, I forgot to tell you guys that I saw this hot guy yesterday. Yum yum. Damn hot weih. ! hahhaa. (: I don't know what to blog but i have to make it longer. You know why ? Tichelle is like : omgg. it's so short ? gosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh, Carmen and I are planning this Halloween thing. But the problem now is that I have to go to Adam's concert as I lost a bet to Tichelle. ): and if the Halloween thing is on, I have to stay over like at Carmen's place the night before. But Adam's concert is on the 31st. grrrr ! and If i do go, I have no transport. I mean, I wanna go. But. duude, Carmen and I were so excited when we were talking about it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgggggggg. Guess what ? I think my skin is peeling. hahaa. Jokes jokes. Imma brush my teeth now and head to bed. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I simply lied not cause I'm shy but it's cause it's better off that we both don't know; it's for the best. I can't stand seeing you getting hurt. I hope you understand. I rather be happy with our friendship now than ruin it with some stupid feelings I've been feeling. Cause I know that when the time comes, I'll be scared and I'll hurt you and that's not what I want. I'm sorry. Love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyLp9uv-OWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyLp9uv-OWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Kathrine McPhee- Takes a lot of love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-8073640137307009601?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8073640137307009601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8073640137307009601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8073640137307009601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8073640137307009601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-something-worth-waiting-for.html' title='You&apos;re something worth waiting for ;'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMWW9V47LDI/AAAAAAAAC6E/o5k_FRn9MAc/s72-c/tumblr_l5qz64CUcX1qafbsxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7117141868397491841</id><published>2010-10-23T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:59:43.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMMGJ6OhBZI/AAAAAAAAC58/x9hzMtC-0g8/s1600/tumblr_l94n7mP4Dk1qa0w5oo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMMGJ6OhBZI/AAAAAAAAC58/x9hzMtC-0g8/s400/tumblr_l94n7mP4Dk1qa0w5oo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531271534659831186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey peopleee ! (: Okay, I have not been blogging, according to Tichelle Meo ! (; So yesterday was like a normal-ish day for me. Volleyball training was fun ! (: Played with the guys, Luckily they aren't allowed to spike if not I'll just die like what happened in MKIS. haha. (: So my team won, cause we are that awesome baby ! (: So I got home, all tired. Showered had dinner, watched tv, some how fallen asleep on the sofa... AGAIN. Woke up watched Bones &amp;amp; Criminal Minds. AMAZING ! haha. Sorry, i just love these type of shows. (; So I came up, suppose to sleep, went online and chat a little and got carried away with Carmen and slept at 1-ish ? So then I went to sleep... Wait for it... IN MY SISTER'S BIG BED ! (: hahhahaa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mom came in my room this morning waking me up. You know how she woke me up ? She took one of my soft toy and stroke it on my face. She was like : omg, ashley, i love this. where did you get it from ? and I was like : it's my birthday present from Nurlyana. Nurlyana, if you're reading this, it's the big cake you gave me. haha. (: So I woke up and got ready. Guess what time it was ? It was 8 in the morning. Got ready to go and watch the LPGA. Saw this amazingly cool and cute duude around my age. ! (: Anyways, I saw Michelle Wie. Freakishly tall. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home, didn't realize that I had a really bad burn. Until i started showering and it hurts like mad ! So i went on the computer for a while. and i took a short nap. what can I say. I was super tired. =P Woke up and went out for dinner. Here I am. haha ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope TICHELLE MEO will be HAPPY ! haha. (: OMgg, i found this song. it's amazingly nice but sad. ): I'll put it up here. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I want NOKIA N8 phooone. ! It look soo cool. Especially the green one !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Baby, you're the love that I'll never forget. Goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8FgHP_sYZQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8FgHP_sYZQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chester See- Baby come home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7117141868397491841?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7117141868397491841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7117141868397491841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7117141868397491841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7117141868397491841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-hey-peopleee-okay-i-have-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMMGJ6OhBZI/AAAAAAAAC58/x9hzMtC-0g8/s72-c/tumblr_l94n7mP4Dk1qa0w5oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4442255750530047929</id><published>2010-10-21T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:30:03.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMAV5qRHe7I/AAAAAAAAC50/2JmE0JpDLxw/s1600/tumblr_l4zdmiHFLD1qzwaddo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMAV5qRHe7I/AAAAAAAAC50/2JmE0JpDLxw/s400/tumblr_l4zdmiHFLD1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530444422753778610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey guys ! (: Okay, it has been a while since I've last updated my blog. No time lah. Why ? Let's see. Monday I had 3 tests then I came home all tired and I revised my Bio. Needed my mom to help out. Suck in Bio so god damn much. Then on Tuesday, I had a volleyball game with MKIS. Got hit right in the forehead &amp;amp; nose. It was such a powerful spike as well. Oh gosh. Why was I even there. ! haha. So waited for my parents to come ! Felt like a loner while everyone jsut stares at me as I'm the only KLASS person there. =/ So I came home all tired and studied a little for maths. Then I was tired. went on the computer for a while and tidur. On Wednesday I had volleyball for 2 hours and I was tired came home, had dinner, somehow slept on the sofa. HAHA ! Mom woke me up and I went up to my room. Felt really dizzy for some reason. Came on the computer to chat for a while and went off to bed. Here I am today. Came home from school and I'm here blogging. (: I can't believe there aren't new episodes of 90210 &amp;amp; Glee. What the faaag. I know i know. So I'm waiting for Chuck to be loaded and I'm going to watch it. Well, that is if I have time as I need to studied for..... BUSINESS ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was sick like since no clue. I got a soar throat last week. and I got a flu this week. Every time when I get a soar throat, I'll just get flu a day after. how gay. I'm trying to blog as much as I can now as I don't think I'll be able to blog later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy to say that my mom is an awesome bio teacher. Scored A. Now she wanna teach me ! She's like : I can't wait for our next lesson. Oh gosh !! I got an A for Chemistry but a little pissed as I did some careless mistakes ! ): Congratz to Flora for getting an A* for Chemistry ! (: 2 marks away from a 100% ! (: Everyone seem to have their maths results except for my class. Why ? Cause Mr.Dickenson is such a lazy person ! He always gives our test scores like so late !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so worried about Business test tomorrow. ): I don't know why but yeah. Cause I understand some of it and sometimes don't know how to explain and stuff. yeaah, Gotta go through my notes. and those equation things for Total profit and crap. grrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I'm not happy with my english. ): I told my mom and she yeah. What I've expected. Not gonna tell my dad. (: Cause he'll just starts yelling and killing me like crap !! and we won't talk anymore. ): grr. daddy is so scary sometimes. ): Oh well. I understand why tho. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SESAC VOLLEYBALL 2 WEEKS time. So fast ! (: Next week is our last week of training !!!!! Can't wait. Can't wait. (: Cause I might be able to see Elana. (: Yeaah maan ! (: Okay. I'm just having loads of paragraphs to make this post seem pretty long. haha ! When i actually have nothing to blog about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I'm keeping these feelings of mine cause I don't want to hurt you. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wykpIRL45dc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wykpIRL45dc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teddy Geiger - I'm sorry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* such a nice song. :') *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4442255750530047929?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4442255750530047929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4442255750530047929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4442255750530047929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4442255750530047929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-hey-guys-okay-it-has-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TMAV5qRHe7I/AAAAAAAAC50/2JmE0JpDLxw/s72-c/tumblr_l4zdmiHFLD1qzwaddo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4847682282478748594</id><published>2010-10-17T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:40:46.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLsK3t-gu5I/AAAAAAAAC5s/AJYRKfEeInU/s1600/tumblr_l8mg61yDFw1qacbtdo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLsK3t-gu5I/AAAAAAAAC5s/AJYRKfEeInU/s400/tumblr_l8mg61yDFw1qacbtdo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529024919878286226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there peeps ! (: Okay, so Natisha's party was awesome ! (: okay. so urhm. What should i blog ? Oh, Natisha's party was just awesome. Her place was so windy all the time. Nice man ! haha !! Okay , urhm I have no clue what to update. I'll update more tomorrow ? Right now, I'm a little tired and I have soar throat. Was singing right to a song and I was like. OUUUCH ! hahahahahha ! omg. speaking of songs. I heard Teardrops on my guitar on the radio! Omg. good timesssss ! ): Such a good song that reminds me of great old times ! Ohhh, and my mom started singing to it. hahah ! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is so cool! After I was done with my homework, it took my laptop up to my room and when i was on the way she went : Have fuuun ! I know what you're gonna doo. and I was like : whaaat. and my mom winked and said : FB. hahahhah! She's so cool ....... and weird. hahhh. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I just don't know who you are at all. You act all differently around us. I'm not the only one but there are others as well. Sometimes, I don't even understand you. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DQgjHmGJU4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DQgjHmGJU4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Second time around- Lady Gaga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4847682282478748594?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4847682282478748594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4847682282478748594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4847682282478748594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4847682282478748594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-there-peeps-okay-so-natishas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLsK3t-gu5I/AAAAAAAAC5s/AJYRKfEeInU/s72-c/tumblr_l8mg61yDFw1qacbtdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5617692646133510765</id><published>2010-10-15T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:00:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLh6n-WCSfI/AAAAAAAAC5k/9ofdHq5D_q4/s1600/cute,music,design,notes,stars,musica-d42d56f687a3ff23bc4f97994eb183a9_h_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLh6n-WCSfI/AAAAAAAAC5k/9ofdHq5D_q4/s400/cute,music,design,notes,stars,musica-d42d56f687a3ff23bc4f97994eb183a9_h_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528303369766193650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: Sorry for not updating for so long. Have been pretty busy lately. Okay. On Saturday, we got 6th place for volleyball. Not bad you know. (: I got another ugly scar on my scar. So gay. At night, I went to the outing. Nat &amp;amp; I got bikinis. hahahah! LAME. But yeah. I like the colour of Nat's (; On Sunday was my day to do all my homework. On Monday, Nat,Flora, Tichelle &amp;amp; I were talking about the plan about urhm Adam Lambert's. Tichelle said her friend might be able to get V.I.P tickets for us. But Nat was gonna book for Flora &amp;amp; I as well just in case it doesn't work out. So then guess what ? it ran out. I mean the one we wanted. So we were freaking out. On Tuesday. We were planning it again. and guess what ? It was SWIMMING GALA ! Omg. I don't wanna talk about it. Next time, I'm just gonna say I can't do butterfly anymore. hahaha ! Moving on, Nat wanted to book the number seating ones. and it ran out. we were freaking out on Wednesday and Flora wasn't in school and it was so difficult to plan. Tichelle wasn't even sure whether she can get the tickets either. ! So Nat &amp;amp; I said to book the Pitt and try ask Tichelle to get tickets for Flora &amp;amp; her. So Nat &amp;amp; I got the pitt and we were planning out transports.At 10:30, Tichelle called and said she got the tickets but said she's going with someone else . Told her to get Flora a ticket and contact flora. So I called flora to ask her to talk to Tichelle about everything. So Flora couldn't get a ticket . ): and she was sooooooo sad. I could tell. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I picked Nat up and and and headed off to BUKIT JAIL. THE QUEUE WAS SO LONG! We were freaking out as we thought we might not be able to get the front bit. So this guy in front of us asking whether  we're lining up for the Pitt zone, we said yeah. he said it's long cause everyone is just lining up ! I mean like . the people that aren't suppose to be in the Pitt zone ! So gaay ! So we went in, Shandi was like : ASHLEY &amp;amp; NATISHA ! We went over with them. Had a plan about how to get in front. I don't think it worked as we didn't manage to. UNTIL..... ding ding ding. some how i managed to go right in front, Natisha was behind me, Shandi was next to me and Vicky was next to Natisha. (: It was an epic night. Couldn't believe I was so near adam lamert. right in front of him. ohh my gosh! If he came down and shake our hands, he would have shake mine ! okay okay. so i came back around 12:30. showered and went to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY. was so tired and still couldn't believe that i went to adam lambert. I nearly fell asleep during maths. it was so boring!! I've started blogging this since i don't know what time and now's 12. i'm so tired. i should sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NATISHA'S PARTY TOMORROW ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKOQ_IJG6ZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKOQ_IJG6ZE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No way by Lady Gaga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clue why I'm suddenly obsess with Lady Gaga. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5617692646133510765?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5617692646133510765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5617692646133510765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5617692646133510765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5617692646133510765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-there-people-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TLh6n-WCSfI/AAAAAAAAC5k/9ofdHq5D_q4/s72-c/cute,music,design,notes,stars,musica-d42d56f687a3ff23bc4f97994eb183a9_h_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-109026192008742900</id><published>2010-10-09T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T07:05:53.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TK-jgY-MWeI/AAAAAAAAC5c/u1NCmu263f4/s1600/46223_1374291766357_1503697839_30895543_4778536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TK-jgY-MWeI/AAAAAAAAC5c/u1NCmu263f4/s400/46223_1374291766357_1503697839_30895543_4778536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525815044661336546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: Sorry for not blogging lately. The reason I'm blogging now cause I'm up super early. I'm up at 6 something when I'm suppose to wake up at 7. I couldn't sleep anymore. I slept for urhm. 10 hours. hahaa! (: So yesterday was a little boring for me ! Omgg, during Dt. well, when it was gonna end, it was raining like mad ! so Mr.moore was talking and the bell rang. everyone outisde was just screaming like a mad person.! So gay man! It was hilarious how Shuaib, Kieren and Jack i think were like imitating them. hahaa! So Michelle decided to scream for fun as well with Dhaniyah. and Mr.Moore was just staring at her with a weird look. haha ! (: HILARIOUS ! It was so windy and it was raining so heavily. It was so cold when the wind came. !! Crazy man. So then Michelle and I walked to the bus. I had to walk in the rain as my bus didn't go to the area where it has shelter. So i got wet. When i went on the bus or was it walking with Michelle. I rememebered that i left my phone in my locker. so i put my bag down and ran. SO i got wet again. Then I went back to the bus. Got wet again. Was so cold. the bus's aircond is like mad cow ! Freezing man. !! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing big happened then. I slep around 8:45 ? hahahaa! See how tired I was. Well, and it's also because i need long rests as I have volleyball tournament and an outing to go after that today.!  (: I don't wanna tire myself out. hahaha ! (: Can't wait for the outing.  (: Okay, it's 7:00 now. I htink I should get showering. hahhaaa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Sometimes when I look at pictures of us together, it just brings back memories. I wish we hadn't lost touch. Now what we are is something I wish I could change. I don't want to bump into you every morning and telling myself that even though we weren't together but we liked each other, we were so close and that you're a jerk cause we never seem to talk to each other anymore. I don't want to tell myself that we aren't friends, when you just stare. Sometimes I wish what is going on in your mind. You're confusing me and I'm confusing myself. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rIJObtsV8N0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rIJObtsV8N0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tyler Ward- The hardest thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song make me cry everytime I listen to it. It's such an amazing song !!!! )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-109026192008742900?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/109026192008742900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=109026192008742900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/109026192008742900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/109026192008742900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-there-people-sorry-for-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TK-jgY-MWeI/AAAAAAAAC5c/u1NCmu263f4/s72-c/46223_1374291766357_1503697839_30895543_4778536_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5383873366100371821</id><published>2010-10-05T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:59:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKsupKc3NAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/28cMEdbmaUE/s1600/tumblr_l9rgtzlLFQ1qabhnuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKsupKc3NAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/28cMEdbmaUE/s320/tumblr_l9rgtzlLFQ1qabhnuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524560652614972418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys. This is gonna be a quick update as I'm already tired when it's so early. So I'm going to sleep early. So today was an okay day. Wasn't that bad. (: I'm so lazy to explain EVERYTHING as I'm pretty tired. I have Volleyball tomorrow as well. So I guess I'll stop here. ? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What if I told you how I felt ? Would you believe me ? I really wish you would."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qIKD7bpcRC8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&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/qIKD7bpcRC8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was stuck in my head like the wholeeeee time and I completely embarrassed myself singing this song in public. hahaha ! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-5383873366100371821?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5383873366100371821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5383873366100371821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5383873366100371821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5383873366100371821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKsupKc3NAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/28cMEdbmaUE/s72-c/tumblr_l9rgtzlLFQ1qabhnuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-150737727523337124</id><published>2010-10-04T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:02:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKm0IBsgFkI/AAAAAAAAC5M/vKIhYxS_eOk/s1600/2cqkyew_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKm0IBsgFkI/AAAAAAAAC5M/vKIhYxS_eOk/s320/2cqkyew_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524144467933664834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: So today I got kicked out of Badminton. Gay much. haha. Oh well. I'm not going anymore. Too bad Mr.CHARMAN ! Your own fault. haha! Anyways. today was PSHE DAY ! It was fun-ish. So the first two lesson was thinking skills. I'm a people smart person. Work well with groups. ahha! So true. (; Then it was break. then the third and fourth one was the most boring-est one ever. We had the responsibilities. We basically talked about the rights and freedom. So boring. Luckily I had my target setting half way. Not really half way. the start of it.haha. target setting wasn't that bad. Ms.Gillman was being so nice. But oh boy, she smelt like coffee. Moving on, it was lunch and it was so funny how Charlie was making things so awkward and making random facts ? and he taking Dhaniyah's lunch box. Then it was Team Building. It was fun ! haha. (: Our group : Aditya, Frankie, Charlie, Astrea, Jessica (new one),Vicky, Gabby &amp;amp; Me did well. I really like our cereal box cover. it's amazing. (: I forgot to take it home today as I don't have my folder with me. So I'll take it back tomorrow and take a picture of it. (; I would thank Aditya for the lovely drawing he did and Gabby for the wordings. and ME for colouring the words. haha! Lame ! Not big deal. (; Our Catchy Phrase is hilarious. it's : Charlie the chip, it's new and it's HIP. hahahahha ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then it was end of the school. It went by so quickly. So then I had badminton with Natisha and Sukhi. Sadly, Mr.Charman was being a fag and not allowing Natisha and I in. Ms.Maccualy ( i have issues with teacher's name) said it was okay last week. Mr.Charman asked Eu Chian and his brother why and he actually listened. But when it came to Natisha and I, he didn't even be bothered to listen. He told natisha to get out. and asked me whether I was the coach or player. So I said Player as Natisha will be alone. so i got kicked out. So when Natisha and I were in the Changing room, Jennifer came in and told me that Gavin asked me to be the "coach" but i told him i had loads of homework when i don't actually. I don't Want Natisha to be alone. So we went to the library to design Natisha's Birthday Invitations. (: We then met Zoe in the library. We were laughing like mad cows. I was so blur. I don't even know how to take a photo on Natisha's phone. hahahahahha ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bus back. I was talking to Adrian a lot about STUFF. Some was funny. (: Good times, good times. So i told my parents about what happened and they were the one that got more pissed than I was. haha. Here's the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: What the hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: He's so stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother : You should be tight with Mr.charman and then it'll be all good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: I mean, that's stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: I know right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Don't go lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother : you should have say right in his face that you dont wanna represent anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom : yeah. i mean. you're pissed. and even if gavin asks you to be the coach, tell him that you're pissed at the teacher. plus, he's the teacher and gavin is the outsider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad : yeah. So stupid. Tell him : you want me to represent school ? get me in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother : Yeaah. Plus Mr.Charman knows you can play well. So sure can lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: okay, so i won't go anymore ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad/Mom: No. just come back lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Just come back lah. So stupid. such a fucker man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Fuck man. No colours ):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like WOW, dad. Chill !! But they got a point you know. So I'm no longer staying back on Mondays. Ohhh, and yesterday my dad swore alot as well. At least he apologised. haha. (: So yeah. My day went by okay-ish i guess. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What can I do, I'm losing you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUBrA_cD_Io?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUBrA_cD_Io?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is just a medley but it somehow just made me cry. (; Just thought I should share this song with you guys. Hope YOu enjoy it. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-150737727523337124?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/150737727523337124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=150737727523337124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/150737727523337124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/150737727523337124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-there-people-so-today-i-got-kicked.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKm0IBsgFkI/AAAAAAAAC5M/vKIhYxS_eOk/s72-c/2cqkyew_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6205133718844686731</id><published>2010-10-03T22:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:51:31.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKiYMbEDZiI/AAAAAAAAC5E/99MXVdKqjDY/s1600/41ba6824954ac5ce4dee94376ec46e0c6f2e1ada_m_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKiYMbEDZiI/AAAAAAAAC5E/99MXVdKqjDY/s320/41ba6824954ac5ce4dee94376ec46e0c6f2e1ada_m_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523832282160522786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: So I'm here blogging while I'm pissed ! So I went for a swim this morning. About time. and I totally failed. I think I'm just gonna lose during Swimming gala. Anyways. i dont wanna blog much. A little tired. Tomorrow's PSHE day and target settings. oh gosh ! I dont know why but i just hate target settings. haha. (: Oh gosh. I'm now addicted to Misery thanks to awesome singer ever. not Maroon 5 but you'll see. will post it up at the end of this post. hahaa. it's half way as you have to like download it on itunes. Gay much. oh well. haha. (: You know my mom scolded me for saying ANYWAYS. hm. So I'll say, moving on. I might not go for Seasac Volleyball ! ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said earlier, it's gonna be a short post. and The not really video thingy will be below this. But I'll change it into like just the Play button. So yeah. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Bye again with no colours ! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHgYHVpelws?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHgYHVpelws?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Misery-Tyler Ward, Julia Sheer &amp;amp; Eppic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6205133718844686731?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6205133718844686731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6205133718844686731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6205133718844686731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6205133718844686731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-there-people-so-im-here-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKiYMbEDZiI/AAAAAAAAC5E/99MXVdKqjDY/s72-c/41ba6824954ac5ce4dee94376ec46e0c6f2e1ada_m_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3114659400349652235</id><published>2010-10-02T23:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:31:23.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKdeUUBFgSI/AAAAAAAAC48/UZeafQZ3kXo/s1600/PA020061(edited)-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKdeUUBFgSI/AAAAAAAAC48/UZeafQZ3kXo/s320/PA020061(edited)-horz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523487171056861474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey ! (: So I just sent an email to Mr.Charman about the volleyball price. He better reply ASAP ! Before monday ! Or I might not be able to hand in my deposit. I have no clue what to put on my sports bag. As in what name I should put. Kayla said that people wanna put nick names. I was like whaat. wat nick names. didn't know we have nick names. So I'm going to put. Ashweee. hahahah! It's so cool right ? (: Naah. Not sure yet. hahaa. (: Okay. So today was a total fail. Didn't go swimming. Lame. ahha.! (: Who cares lah. (: So I went shopping today. I went to the perfume department and i started spraying perfume on me. OH MY GOD! This one perfume is amazing ! But I didn't get it as I already got some. By some i mean a lot. So we shopped. Then we still had time. Suppose to go to either the gym or for a swim. Mom says go to the gym. But we didn't go in the end. ! Cause she wanna watch tv. So I watched Chuck Season 4. (: Nice maan. Woosh ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then I took a short nap. Then time for dinner. Came back and here I am. (: Okay. I've just deleted my playlist. I dont know why I did that but for now. No playlist. (; Hope it's okay. haha ! But i'll put some music up on each post.(; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE FOR NOW, WITH NO COLOURS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pW1a7n4LVWQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pW1a7n4LVWQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3114659400349652235?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3114659400349652235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3114659400349652235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3114659400349652235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3114659400349652235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/10/heeey-so-i-just-sent-email-to-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKdeUUBFgSI/AAAAAAAAC48/UZeafQZ3kXo/s72-c/PA020061(edited)-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4824976104255040917</id><published>2010-09-30T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:43:49.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKSh50RzRDI/AAAAAAAAC40/FXkIe_u1oBw/s1600/Hq5uw4mZmlx9jiowvJ0pOkuGo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKSh50RzRDI/AAAAAAAAC40/FXkIe_u1oBw/s400/Hq5uw4mZmlx9jiowvJ0pOkuGo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522717057720992818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there ! (: So finally lately, i've made some time to you know keep this blog up to date. So today was a boring day. Maths today was okay-ish. Urhm. No wait. It wasn't maths first. It was malay and oh my gosh the most horrifying thing ever. You know why ? Forgot to take my English homework home. Needed to copy it. and cause Mr.Ng won't be here thought i can. But noooo. It was Ms.Low ! and she kept walking up and down and oh gosh i couldn't do it but manage to finish it. In the end Mrs.Haslam didn't check it. Like what the heck ! Anyways. English was funny ! (: Urhm then it was break. Break was okay-ish. Then it was Chemistry. OH MY GOSH ! It was so boring and so slow ! I like chemistry. I love it compare to the other two science subjects. But it's just sooooooooooo slooooow  and boring ! Okay. So tomorrow is.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jeans For Genes Day ! (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duude, and today was swimming gala sign up ! No new girls in Fairfield ! How stupid ! And no one can do butterfly so I have to do everything that involves butterfly !  Grrr. How gay ! ): Going to the pool tomorrow or Saturday or don't know when to train ! Has been a year since I last swam ! You know what sucks ? I'm going against Carmen for everything and she's freaking pro ! Not cool man ! She's doing the same events as I am. ! I'm freaking scared right now. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deciding on what to wear. When i should really be sleeping by now ! Should stop sleeping so late !! Not good ! So after this post, I will sleep. Or maybe turn my computer off and look at what outfit I should wear. haha. Defo gonna wear my shoes that Paps bought for me ! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYE NOW WITH NO COLOURS !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4824976104255040917?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4824976104255040917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4824976104255040917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4824976104255040917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4824976104255040917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-so-finally-lately-ive-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKSh50RzRDI/AAAAAAAAC40/FXkIe_u1oBw/s72-c/Hq5uw4mZmlx9jiowvJ0pOkuGo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3693194311823981172</id><published>2010-09-29T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T21:45:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKNC6xKmOpI/AAAAAAAAC4s/f9fJWP7XQ2o/s1600/Josh+Dubovie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKNC6xKmOpI/AAAAAAAAC4s/f9fJWP7XQ2o/s400/Josh+Dubovie+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522331145483991698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloo people ! So yes, my video is uploaded on the place where Nurlyana uploads her video. Anyways, today was an okay day. I was pretty high and no clue why. No volleyball training today due to the rain and the net ballers wanna have the hall to train. GAY ! Actually, to be honest, i was quite happy as I wanted to go back and rest and all. So i slept on the bus and oh gosh, slept like the whole journey. Luckily i know when to wake up. It's just me. I just know when to wake up. So weird. haha. (: Came home nothing much. Oh, I started freaking out when I realized I didn't bring my English folder back or my Photography paper back to do my homework ! How stupid of me . ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I don't understand. You. You make me feel like we had something. It was like just a one time click thing. Dude, I really wish I can stab you. I mean, I don't mind that happening. But we haven't been talking since then. I don't even think we're friends. I'm going to give you up cause you're such an arse. Who would wanna even be friends with an arse. ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I'm so sad that my blog has no more colours. it's so plain. so yeah. no more ending it with colours. ): So I guess I'll be putting my most ever random video after this sentence. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15358694" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15358694"&gt;Random Boredom Video&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user4836476"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3693194311823981172?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3693194311823981172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3693194311823981172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3693194311823981172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3693194311823981172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/helloo-people-so-yes-my-video-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKNC6xKmOpI/AAAAAAAAC4s/f9fJWP7XQ2o/s72-c/Josh+Dubovie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3486442233391615258</id><published>2010-09-28T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:53:30.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKHzGPYC2_I/AAAAAAAAC4k/IY0N5ouenFU/s1600/37498_429448099104_761584104_4304966_1201832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKHzGPYC2_I/AAAAAAAAC4k/IY0N5ouenFU/s400/37498_429448099104_761584104_4304966_1201832_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521961906665085938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: Okay, I've finally found a time to come on. and now as i type this i just realized that it should be a short post as I just remembered I have some studying to do for GAY manndarin. Duude, Mr.Ng, you're so lame man. I mean, give us a break man. ! and i just remmebered that i need to watch 90210. I gotta thank Shaz for writing on Elena's wall and came up on my home page. ! I will kill myself man ! See how busy i am. anyways, i shall stop here. WITH NO COLOURS ! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-3486442233391615258?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3486442233391615258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3486442233391615258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3486442233391615258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3486442233391615258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-people-okay-ive-finally-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TKHzGPYC2_I/AAAAAAAAC4k/IY0N5ouenFU/s72-c/37498_429448099104_761584104_4304966_1201832_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-9094636352349272883</id><published>2010-09-26T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:45:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJ9OXuto3zI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sTsBLjwFHiY/s1600/39705_145239215502460_100000491475023_410766_6614595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJ9OXuto3zI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sTsBLjwFHiY/s400/39705_145239215502460_100000491475023_410766_6614595_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521217837762928434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there poeple ! (: so it's the Sunday and I'm already done with another random video, which i will post here in a minute later. or how many minutes later. So I was watching 500 days of Summer. How sad but sweet at the same time. Love it when they say : This is not a love story. This is a story about love. Naaw. And poor dude. ): I feel his pain. Yes, my random video is almost done saving. ahhaa. Okay, I think it's gonna suck cause I had an idea and then i forgot but i didn't wanna waste what i did and stuff. Plus, I was checking this new software i've downloaded and waited to try it out. it's cool but not that great. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so today I was suppose to go to the gym with my mom again, but we didn't. Why ? Cause my mom went golfing instead and I can't play with her as I have a sore shoulder. Which she massaged last night and that I woke up this morning feeling it being really sore. So yeah. I think I should shower soon and sleep soon as well. I've been pretty messed up as well. I'm so blah. Confused ? It's just silly feelings. haha. No regrets watching 500 days of Summer. I can relate how painful it is. Damn. I should be like that guy Stand up and let go of the balloon. Haha. (: Anyways, Nurlyana, just for you information, I'm getting towards the place where it says : I'm over him baby ! haha. it's about 9/10 or rather 8/10 . Hahaa.  I don't know why but suddenly I just realized that he's the past, we're in the present. Let us be in the present. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg ! I've uploaded the vid on youtube and it won't play ! I need another site to put on then upload it on blogger. Cause I don't like the blogger's upload thingy ! Oh well. I'm off now. (; No more colours again. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-9094636352349272883?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/9094636352349272883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=9094636352349272883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9094636352349272883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/9094636352349272883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-poeple-so-its-sunday-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJ9OXuto3zI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sTsBLjwFHiY/s72-c/39705_145239215502460_100000491475023_410766_6614595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6603116687396417167</id><published>2010-09-25T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T01:36:45.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJzhj9l60ZI/AAAAAAAAC4U/oZ0JTGGxsD8/s1600/4975778950_341104686a_z_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJzhj9l60ZI/AAAAAAAAC4U/oZ0JTGGxsD8/s400/4975778950_341104686a_z_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520535251194663314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys ! So I haven't really really really really updated you guys. I'm here in front of the computer at 1:18 am with a sore shoulder and arm and thighs blogging. Why ? It's because I can't sleep. ): So I'm suppose to go to Tim's party later today since it's already Saturday. Sadly I can't. Oh well. Next time then. And I'm truly sorry Tim I can't come and Yip as well cause I'm suppose to like share a present with Yip. But I'll make it up to you . (; So today or should I say yesterday, I had my first photography class. It was fun. Apparently Giorgia is like mad at me for taking her seat. But I mean, there's no fix seat is there. Jeez. Sometimes I don't get them. It ain't my fault. I wouldn't know. Okay moving on. Actually I think Friday would be the best time table ever. (; Monday is so so. Moving on.... Well, there's nothing to blog about. I'm on youtube like learning how to get use to photoshop. Trying to download a free trial for photoshop but it's taking ages so i guess i might redo it again tomorrow as I wanna sleep soon. My internet now is going really really really really slow and that's not good. Why ? cause all the videos will take longer time to load ! This sucks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know now I'm enjoying every lesson in school. (; Except like urhm the homework bits, of course. Dt was fun yesterday. well, not really fun but it wasn't that boring. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhhh, Yip's friend, Michelle Wong is now in our school. She's cool. Yesterday during lunch was hilarious. Aisyah, Michelle, Natisha and I were like talking so much and yeah. haha. (; it was fun. They're so cool.! (: When Michelle first came in, she was in my science class but she moved to triple science. It was okay then as she's in my maths class but not anymroe. ): she moved to like the highest set. ): oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should sleep now. You know I don't get the downloading thingy. It's like 14 minutes remaining then like 2 seconds later 1 hour remaining. LIke dude, which one ? So yeah, i give up staying up so late. My mama will kill me. ): So tomorrow I might be baking instead of going to Tim's party. Sorry again Tim. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;NO MORE COLOURS FOR MY BLOG ! I'M SO UPSET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6603116687396417167?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6603116687396417167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6603116687396417167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6603116687396417167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6603116687396417167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-guys-so-i-havent-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJzhj9l60ZI/AAAAAAAAC4U/oZ0JTGGxsD8/s72-c/4975778950_341104686a_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-2175602139829476969</id><published>2010-09-23T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:31:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJtkj2EaFtI/AAAAAAAAC4M/Ai88UMHCDTs/s1600/Bold_Dreams_by_MultiCurious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJtkj2EaFtI/AAAAAAAAC4M/Ai88UMHCDTs/s400/Bold_Dreams_by_MultiCurious.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520116335244875474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there ! (: Sorry for not updating for long. Have been pretty busy. Busy with homework and mostly volleyball. Had 2 hours volleyball yesterday so i was tired to blog. I just had volleyball friendly match today. It was fun. I love the diving bit. haha. but now I regret and my thigh is aching like mad. ): Okay, so lately nothing much happened lah. Monday my sister left to Aussie land. ): Been crying since then. So that's why I'm extremely sad and don't have time to blog or even have the mood to blog. It just feels so empty. I tried pretending that she was just on a school trip or something but no. Everything just reminds me that she's not. ): I think i need to seek counselling. ): Right now, Flora, My feelings is pretty messed up.  I wish my sister was here. So i can seek some advice from her or maybe she going : stupid lah you. I knew this would happen. You suck. I miss how she does that. Anyways, I bought a pair of sexy shoes with sexy shoe laces. (; I'm pretty happy. haha. (; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, now i just feel like crying again. One moment I'm happy the next I'm not. i really miss my sister. ): My sister may be annoying sometimes but she's my best friend. ): Paps misses her as well. ): He misses her so much as he used to annoy her so much. I can't blog much. and i think I should stop the ending bit of every post. you know the ashley signing off thingy. as there's no colour. what's the use. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I MISS YOU ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-2175602139829476969?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2175602139829476969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=2175602139829476969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2175602139829476969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/2175602139829476969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-sorry-for-not-updating-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJtkj2EaFtI/AAAAAAAAC4M/Ai88UMHCDTs/s72-c/Bold_Dreams_by_MultiCurious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7102411143173395084</id><published>2010-09-21T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:00:19.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJjIc2Xu9_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/YEia2F5eB1s/s1600/41226_1374292366372_1503697839_30895552_8321639_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJjIc2Xu9_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/YEia2F5eB1s/s400/41226_1374292366372_1503697839_30895552_8321639_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519381741299496946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update here. Will try and update you fully ASAP. Not updating cause been really sad now a days and stuff. and yeah. ): Again, explain more to you another day. for now, Let's celebrate the time when my mom &amp;amp; DAD AGREED to let me change to PHOTOGRAPHY ! yeah baby ! (; I love you papa ! (; As for now, I'm off. and i don't have any colours on my blog anymore. ): i dont know why. I'm depressed voer that as well !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-7102411143173395084?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7102411143173395084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7102411143173395084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7102411143173395084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7102411143173395084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-update-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJjIc2Xu9_I/AAAAAAAAC4E/YEia2F5eB1s/s72-c/41226_1374292366372_1503697839_30895552_8321639_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8993112430604861847</id><published>2010-09-19T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:20:40.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJXVtLDU7sI/AAAAAAAAC38/VhF20ee5rOE/s1600/P9180310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJXVtLDU7sI/AAAAAAAAC38/VhF20ee5rOE/s400/P9180310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518551890449985218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there readers. sorry for not updating . So thursday we had the day off as it was Malaysia day. went back to school on Friday. It was so so. Yesterday was Saturday and it was a long day for me. I woke up early due to my terrible sore throat ! I couldn't get enough sleep. Woke up, got ready then read my book till about 12 ish and went out for lunch. Came back and change for Sam's party. (: Went over but didn't have spare clothes as saw my message when i was on the way. ): I borrowed Rebecca's shorts and jumped in. haha. not suppose to wet any of my outfits but no one has a spare shirt so i just wear my shirt and borrowed shorts. I couldn't dry my shirt in time so Lois &amp;amp; Carine suggested to sun it. Hahaa. We were like lying on the ground where the sun was. it was so funny. haha. (: but it still wasn't dry enough. I thought i was gonna be dead meat as my mom will pick me up around 6 and then we'll go straight for dinner. But in the end we had to go back first. So I showered and changed. Came down, my brother said i looked like i'm going clubbing. like seriously duude, i don't-ish. haha. So we went for a buffet dinner. what's so special about this night ? It's our last nice meal with my sister and it's also a celebration for my brother's awesome results. (; So it was aweomse. we were so full. ! we went there around 7 ish and went home around 10. hahahaha ! i was exhausted. you know i've never known my mom is so photogenic. anyways, came home did nothing much. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had a sore throat on Friday and it was so painful. Because of my sore shoulder, I skipped volleyball training and apparently they learnt alot. urgh. And today my sore throat's gone but I'm getting a flu. ): Sorry i can't blog much cause i have lods of homework to do but i'm having a headache so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s : my colours are gone ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-8993112430604861847?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8993112430604861847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8993112430604861847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8993112430604861847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8993112430604861847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-readers.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJXVtLDU7sI/AAAAAAAAC38/VhF20ee5rOE/s72-c/P9180310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7025229017924386552</id><published>2010-09-15T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:54:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something i wish i'ver never done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJDr8MaGnBI/AAAAAAAAC30/PlyL27yyBOg/s1600/tumblr_l4mr1bE48x1qaobbko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJDr8MaGnBI/AAAAAAAAC30/PlyL27yyBOg/s400/tumblr_l4mr1bE48x1qaobbko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517168962884246546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last lesson of the day. I was tired and so was everyone else. We were all in a boring lesson. Well, maybe not for all of us but to me, I was. He was across the room. I did my work and he looked over as he pretends he's talking to the guy next to him. I looked up and looked at his direction but pretending I was looking at the teacher. He turned away and continued with his work, so did I. Few minutes later, he turned to the guy behind him and didn't turn back again. I looked up trying to make him continue with his work. This time no. For a while there, our eyes met and we stopped doing our work. My heart was telling me no. So I blinked my eyes and we turned away continuing our work. For a moment there, my heart felt something. 5 minutes before the bell rang, we all stood up behind our chairs and chattered. He came over and my heart was telling me not to look but I did. My heart was telling me to move away but I didn't. He was so close, so close. I don't even know what's wrong. As I walked down to my lockers, he was there already. He kept looking at my direction. I waited. He waited and just walked away without a bye.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there people. (: So how ya doing ? Okay. Seriously people, I think Mr.Ng hates me now. I didn't bring my book or did my homework. I'm such a blur girl now. But honestly, i think he hates our class. Our Mandarin Class. It's pretty obvious. Well to me. Moving on. Today I had Dt first and it was boring. Then I had Physics,boring as well. And that's why i started drawing butterfly and bees. haha. How interesting. (; Break went and see Ms.Marcovvici ? is that how spell it. I always get teacher's name wrong. ! But yeah, went over to her and asked her about photography as Michelle and I plan to change Ict with either Drama or Photography. So then it was Business. It was okay. One thing I don't get is that when Mr.Jonhson asked me about what do you need to be if you want to be an entrepreneur.  So I said sneaky and everyone laughed when Jason said cunning when it basically almost the same and no one laughed. Stupid people ! Anyways, Mr.Johnson seem to ask me questions today. It's scary. I dont know why. hahah. (: I then have Bio and we had a mini test and I did urhm not too good. Oh well. Lunch next. went and search the drama block to ask the teacher about drama. and drama bye bye ! Now I just need to ask my dad which I'm so scared ! So then we had Mandarin and here's where Mr.Ng started hating me. I had to switch place with Yip ): but luckily i still have Eu chian and he told me something interesting ! hahaaaa. (: then we got let out late cause he was talking to us about stuff and i could tell he doesn't really like our class anymore. i dont know why. haha. (: so then it was maths. BORING like EVER. then volleyball, it was fun-ish. I had Natisha on the bus again! Yay! But she won't be on Friday as it's only volleyball ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired I think I should sleep. You knwo I think my blog colour thingy at the end is retarded ! It's not working at all. ): it's so dull ! There's no colours ! ): I need my colours back !!! Oh well. I thnk I should stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm confuse with my own feelings. ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apparently, i kinda miss you ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley wishes that we can talk again like how we used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-7025229017924386552?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7025229017924386552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7025229017924386552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7025229017924386552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7025229017924386552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/something-i-wish-iver-never-done.html' title='Something i wish i&apos;ver never done'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TJDr8MaGnBI/AAAAAAAAC30/PlyL27yyBOg/s72-c/tumblr_l4mr1bE48x1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4389246632866269710</id><published>2010-09-13T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:01:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TI4ESZ5m0rI/AAAAAAAAC3s/Dpi67YE_gx4/s1600/37571_1234113591342_1784259872_442155_3501761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TI4ESZ5m0rI/AAAAAAAAC3s/Dpi67YE_gx4/s400/37571_1234113591342_1784259872_442155_3501761_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516351307812098738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey there. Sorry for not updating. Have been pretty busy. So this shall be another short post as I'm such an idiot to leave my english folder in school when we have a speech due tomorrow ! So i have to sit down and think what to write. Well, it isn't that hard. but it's formal speech. I'm not good at that. ): I have like speech fright. haha. get me ? stage fright but because it's not on a stage, so it can't be stage fright. haha. anyways, found this cute guy. Will post his picture below. So the video I made was random. Gonna make another one. I don't know why. I just seem to like to do that. haha. (: Can't wait. and while I'm writing this, I'm on facebook, writing my speech and waiting for my online thesaurus to load ! It's so slow. While as the other website I'm on loads extremely fast ! Damn you. I still have dt to do you know. Which totally sucks. I mean it's not that difficult. Oh, i have Chemistry as well. I have malay too ! The joy ! and guess what ? Mr.Ng asked us to bring a dictionary to school for mandarin ! What the faggot ! Seriously ? Can't we borrow Ms.Miow's book ? talking to her today made me feel sad. Cause i miss her and prefer her. No offense to Mr.Ng tho. He's cool and all but seriously. The detention is a little too much. Ms.Miow does that too but she doesn't really care. I mean, she doesn't really give you detention. She just says that to threaten us to speck in Mandarin. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so i jsut checked out the thesaurus online and it sucks. so i have to like search for a better one. You know why I'm using online ones ? Cause my brother said it's better or in another words : he will not let me use the thesaurus we have at home ! D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amn you ! haha. jokes jokes. Okay, so on Saturday I was suppose to go out with Kathyrn and all but I didn't cause daddy say wanna celebrate brother's results and sister's farewell. We didn't go in the end. ): Seriously man. what's up with that ? But don't worry, i'll be going this Saturday. So i just had a little chat with Samantha, my kindergarten friend, she said that she's having a party in Saturday. A little clashing tho ): But i'm trying to find the time so i can see her again!! (: haha. I miss her. Okay, for a short post, this is kinda long. haha.! You know i can't find a perfect online thesaurus to use !  I'm like PMS-ing here. Oh oh oh. My brother is suffering from PGS ! P=Pissed at G=Girls S= Syndrome. Cause you know how the last song the brother went : i know what PMS means. It means Pissed at men syndrome !hahah. I love that show. How sad tho. Cried so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on. The bus ride was BORING! Oh in the morning was freezing cold on the bus as i got wet walking up the bus as it was raining and i didn't want an umbrella. haha. (: Seriously, i checked this thesaurus and guess what ? when i put it in a sentence it sounds gay !  Well, not gay but totally weird ! I'm getting nowhere for my speech. I'm online, on youtube and only written 5 sentences and it has to be 3-5 minutes long ! I'm gonna sleep late again tonight. Which i don't want to ):  I'm totally getting distracted ! Went on facebook just to reply a comment and then started checking people's picture ! Gosh ! But it's good too right ? Well to me it is cause the idea will just come up to me when i'm doing something else. I guess I'm retarded that's why. Haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm distracted AGAIN! But I'm doing good so far. hahahaa. Actually now I think I can do this. haha! Plus, Dt isn't that bad to do. and and adn chemistry should be easy (: I think I should post this now cuase I'll be really distracted now ! hahaha.Byeess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TI4ESBvYBjI/AAAAAAAAC3k/0fys93c-4Iw/s400/max_ehrich_5191597.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516351301326734898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Look at that. SEXY BEAST MAN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apparently, English is scaring me =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley needs you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ashelylicious&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/4195924046148620273-4389246632866269710?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4389246632866269710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4389246632866269710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4389246632866269710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4389246632866269710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TI4ESZ5m0rI/AAAAAAAAC3s/Dpi67YE_gx4/s72-c/37571_1234113591342_1784259872_442155_3501761_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-6697020532373753549</id><published>2010-09-12T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T00:59:06.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aa7b8979efdcffed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daa7b8979efdcffed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331084125%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E22551B8CABFBA819FA2F2C6E1968C1F58A6430.1374A5EFD8E33C6B6F7D73120A46511865CF970D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daa7b8979efdcffed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL9bog_rLLuv6FPBkZYW-Lys9-G4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daa7b8979efdcffed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331084125%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E22551B8CABFBA819FA2F2C6E1968C1F58A6430.1374A5EFD8E33C6B6F7D73120A46511865CF970D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daa7b8979efdcffed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DL9bog_rLLuv6FPBkZYW-Lys9-G4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was bored. Made this thingy. and it's pretty messed up in between cause it didn't response and it went bye bye and i didn't save it at first so had to redo everything. but cause it's late and i wanna finish it so i did it as quickly as possible. (: so Enjoy ! (: BYE NOW ! Oh and i have no clue why is there like double. I guess it's a little retarded. hahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-6697020532373753549?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6697020532373753549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=6697020532373753549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6697020532373753549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/6697020532373753549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3437318978784322019</id><published>2010-09-10T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:52:30.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's changing ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIphm88didI/AAAAAAAAC3c/BFEpT2Xvpqk/s1600/Colourful_Confessions_by_Kezzi_Rose.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIphm88didI/AAAAAAAAC3c/BFEpT2Xvpqk/s400/Colourful_Confessions_by_Kezzi_Rose.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515328015491238354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: So today was a really unhealthy day for me. Hahaa. (: Oh, yesterday during school was fun-ish. I guess. haha. (: Oh oh oh. On Wednesday, during lunch was hilarious. Michelle, you're such a joker. haha. Oh oh oh oh , Selamat Hari Raya people. (: Okay, back to serious blogging. I guess I should start preparing my english speech. Damn. I hate speeches. I mean, I hate presenting it ! ): The best presentation I did was me pretending to be barney ! and plus, that was with Ms.Daw. She's awesome ! (: I miss our class ): It was the best english class ever. Now I'm with Michelle &amp;amp; Ainaa which is good but I mean come on, Alex Johns. Seriously ? Duude, no way. and Faria who reads a lot and her english is good. seriously man. ! this is no cool. I don't mind presenting to my old english class as I was comfortable with them. Now with this class and with those people in my class. Seriously man, i don't wanna get up there and present cause i know i will fail and embarrass myself and they are gonna make such a big fuss about it. !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, less on the presentation thing now. More on today. When I was going out to have lunch with mom, sister &amp;amp; brother, my mom was telling us a story about what happened in the morning with my dad and the cats. haha. (: my mom said : the black cat wanted to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SCREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the orange cat. and my sister thought she heard it wrongly and asked my mom what did she say. and my mom was like : &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SCREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ! the cat wanted to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SCREW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the other cat. and we were like wow, mom, seriously, since when you started saying that ? So then we had an unhealthy lunch. Went to the club, chit chat with dad's friend by the poolside. It was so empty. No one at all. Okay then we went back just to drop the guys off and then we(the girls) went for a little shopping. (: We went to the Ikano's popular to get my sister some stationery. So i got a pack of colour paper and and and I bought a novel. DARK SECRETS 2 BABY!  Flora, there's dark secrets 2 ! read 4 pages and oh my gosh. interesting ! Thank god I saw it. ! (: and Flora, me want my Kissed by an Angel book. Might wanna lend it to my sister when she gets on the plane. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know my mom is desperate to add my siblings &amp;amp; I on facebook. haha. (: In the car today right. She was like : ashley,  i think i found you. I went to your friend's profile and i found you. You put ashweeeb right ? and i was like : no. my profile name is ashley ng but my profile link is that. and she didn't hear the last bit and she was like : but i search ashley ng but there's so many other ashley ! ): and she went on like : please guys. add me lahhhh. ! oh gosh. my mom. hahaa. I think she's stalking me now. hahaaa. she has been on facebook pretty long. haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else should I blog ? Oh, I started this post at 11 something but now it's almost 1. and why ? cause I was distracted ! haha. (: Sometimes when you blog, you can't really like just open an empty blog post and type everything without opening any other tabs with interesting stuff on it. Like facebook or tumblr or twitter or youtube. Oh look it goes in alphabetical order. haha. How random. anyways, I'm so tired now. ! haven't been sleeping well.! ): should really sleep.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;once again people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA ! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apparently, I need a partner for the competition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ashley misses you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-3437318978784322019?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3437318978784322019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3437318978784322019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3437318978784322019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3437318978784322019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/everythings-changing.html' title='Everything&apos;s changing ;'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIphm88didI/AAAAAAAAC3c/BFEpT2Xvpqk/s72-c/Colourful_Confessions_by_Kezzi_Rose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7911170064423333025</id><published>2010-09-08T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:52:42.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TId4zxjI4gI/AAAAAAAAC3U/RlpbyONOZIE/s1600/Colourful_Web__by_Antoniarghh_8D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TId4zxjI4gI/AAAAAAAAC3U/RlpbyONOZIE/s400/Colourful_Web__by_Antoniarghh_8D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514509099607843330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get you. You're in my class for tutor and in my class for maths. We were put together in a group for just a whole tutor time and you keep staring. Don't act like you're looking at the clock that's behind the class, when you're clearly not. Why do you need to turn every 5 seconds? Don't act like your thinking when you're not. Don't act like you wanna talk to Max. Don't act like you wanna talk to someone near my locker. Don't act like you're waiting for someone near my locker and stare into my direction &amp;amp;"search" for that person.Don't act like you're showing me signs. I'm sorry for what happened but what you said to me after I told you the truth was hurtful.  Right now, I'm confuse. We seldom talk. In fact we don't talk anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there people. (: So today was an awesome day. So I guess my favourite day of the week is Wednesday. (: Why ? Dt first. Today's lesson wasn't that bad. (: then we had Physics. The teacher is cool &amp;amp; nice. (: so it's good. haha. then it was break. then it was Business Studies. Michelle &amp;amp; I were so worried about business but in the end we enjoyed it a lot. Lucky for us that we got the fun and good teacher. (: It was such a funny class &amp;amp; our class is like FULL! moving on. We then had Bio. Suppose to have a mini test but noooooo ! wasted my time ! Anyways, it was an okay lesson. Lunch was HILARIOUS ! Oh Michelle, Michelle ! Then it was Mandarin with Mr. Ngggggg ! haha. and then Maths. the boredom ! why ? I have the same teacher AGAIN ): still sitting next to Max. Grrr ): Was teaching him simple fractions and he still doesn't understand. Anyways, school ended. Volleyball trials. that's what they said. But noooo. In the end everyone that was there is in cause Mr.Haslam wants everyone to get involved. something like that.  So played. and i think i sprained my ring finger and my thumb. Well, at first i thought i sprained it during the game. came back and then realized it still hurts badly so yeah. Sprained it. =/ So went on the bus with Natisha. It was so noisy but at least we got to know what those popular peeps talk about. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got into the car and covered myself with my jacket. Then a song came up and the lyrics was so meaningful. I sang along and slowly closed my eyes and flashbacks. ): damn you flashbacks. and what made it worst it was raining and cold. and my heart felt cold. Damn you. ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home showered. ate something. and my uncle was like : i used to play volleyball as well. i sprained my fingers before. hahaha. (: So yes, it's huting more. trying my hardest not to use my thumb and finger. thumb is just pressing the space bar. (: my ring finger isn't doing anything. wonder how am i gonna write tomorrow. So urhm. what else can i blog. Pretty much nothing. haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, everything is going well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley thinks you're sweet. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-7911170064423333025?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7911170064423333025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7911170064423333025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7911170064423333025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7911170064423333025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-get-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TId4zxjI4gI/AAAAAAAAC3U/RlpbyONOZIE/s72-c/Colourful_Web__by_Antoniarghh_8D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1391918824125948279</id><published>2010-09-07T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:03:13.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIY39mjxdXI/AAAAAAAAC3M/DKL-7ZhAEO4/s1600/back-to.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIY39mjxdXI/AAAAAAAAC3M/DKL-7ZhAEO4/s400/back-to.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514156325223888242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there (: Sorry for not updating lately. Have been busy with school. Hahaa. actually no. I was jsut always too tired or like wasn't on. (; So anyways. First day of Year 10. Wow. I was pretty nervous. but it was okay. Have new tutor. Ms.Gillman, new drama teacher. But i kinda miss Ms.Bicknell ): anyways. so we had assembly+tutor time or was it the other way round. anyways yeah. so no 1st and 2nd lesson. so it was break. then i had erm. Mandarin with sexy new cool Mr.Ng. haha. he's not sexy lah. was just joking. but he is sure fun. He used to teach at GIS. haha. (: it was so funny how i walked in and went : yoo. sup homey ! I'm another Ng. hahahah! and he was like : oh hi !!!! hahaha.  so then i had chemistry. ! GAY ! then lunch. then Malay. with.... Mr.Ng again! so cool ! but he wasn't as cool as earlier ): then pe. nothing much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.... (: it was the WORST EVER ! It's like. English with Mrs.Haslam, she's okay then Bio with Mr.Speight was okay. Break was okay. Mandarin with Mr.Ng was okay. English again was a little bit more boring. So, so far it's okay. but after lunch ! I was excited cause it was Dt &amp;amp; Ict. and it turned out to be the worst ): the most boring class ever ! I mean, i love the subject but the class is gay ! which makes it boring ! ): So yeah. won't blog much now as i need to get prepared for school and stuff. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OHHHH MY HOLY GOSH ! HOT TEACHER ALERT! NEW HOT TEACHER ! WHY DIDN'T HE COME LAST YEAR SO I COULD HAVE HIM FOR HISTORY ! HOT MAN ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I kinda like year 10 (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley thinks he's cool. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-1391918824125948279?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1391918824125948279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1391918824125948279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1391918824125948279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1391918824125948279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/start-of-something-new.html' title='The start of something new'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIY39mjxdXI/AAAAAAAAC3M/DKL-7ZhAEO4/s72-c/back-to.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4622132447455777069</id><published>2010-09-04T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T00:13:23.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIJwAPkFaZI/AAAAAAAAC3E/vI-FEj0iqiI/s1600/____roses____by_mechtaniya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIJwAPkFaZI/AAAAAAAAC3E/vI-FEj0iqiI/s400/____roses____by_mechtaniya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513092043335100818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurts from crying ): I hate the fact how you just love to compare me with the others. I'm not that great in maths like him. I'm not great in english like her. I'm not a fast learner like him. Can you just stop comparing ? What you said was so hurtful. I was tired and I didn't know what I was saying. I'm trying my hardest to be that daughter you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-4622132447455777069?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4622132447455777069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4622132447455777069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4622132447455777069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4622132447455777069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-eyes-hurts-from-crying-i-hate-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIJwAPkFaZI/AAAAAAAAC3E/vI-FEj0iqiI/s72-c/____roses____by_mechtaniya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-5269216570879749294</id><published>2010-09-04T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:37:41.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing out of an airplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIEyBjc2ROI/AAAAAAAAC28/Bn3eETGOZ_g/s1600/4597836123_ec82af0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIEyBjc2ROI/AAAAAAAAC28/Bn3eETGOZ_g/s400/4597836123_ec82af0661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512742421155693794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;"Sometimes I just wish I've never met you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there people. So last night, I had a dream. It wasn't the greatest ever but the most saddest one ever and the most unexpected one. How I wish I didn't dream about that. Now it's like, I'm 1 out of 10 over him. ): okay anyways. back to my day. today was kinda tiring ?!? So i woke up had breakfast came home watched tv for a while went out for shopping. For sister's aussie stuff ): then came home had dinner then rested for like 10 minutes then we went out to send my brother some where and we went to buy Satae for my aunty which is the parent of my super hot cousin ! and guess what i found out ? HE BROKE UP WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND ! haha. sorry. i know that's a little weird. but hey man. he;'s hot. but one thing he's way too old now =/ i remmeber the last time i saw him and his girlfriend they were so cuute. and dayum he's buff. haha. anyways moving on. Erm.. we stayed there and chit chat for a while. dad made some jokes. hilarious ones. i just realized i've been laughing alot today. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First it was because my mom was trying to be british. Second, my dad made some racist jokes. Third, my mom tried to pronounce British with a British accent which turns out she said it as Bri-ASS ! haha! wow mom. seriously ?! haha. Fourth, my mom was begging us to add her on facebook. Fifth, my uncle made some jokes. Damn. there's loads. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm currently under great depression. Lock myself in my room, listening to depressing songs, and just thinking what could have happen with we didn't meet. Damn ! DAMN YOU ! Screw you ! Screw you stupid dreams ! &amp;amp; I never knew dreams could make you change your decisions ! I hate you ! Why did we even meet ): Well, i don't mind meeting you. but why did we fall in love with each other ? and it all started with you being a nice best friend trying to help your best friend to get me when you lke me. SCREW YOU ! This is some faggot shit ! Nothing is helping me now. this is superly wow. see how weird i am now at this time. SUPERLY! what kind of word is this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;SCHOOL ON MONDAY ! REALLY WANNA GO BACK AND GET A HUG FROM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FLORA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; ! REALLY NEED A HUG NOW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, btw, i click on new post around 12 something i guess so it's going under like Saturday's post. so yeah. i'm actually blogging about Friday. (; Oh. i found a nice song. so i'll put it up on my playlist. (; it's amazing and so true. ! (; I'm off now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I wish we would have something to talk to each other about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley wants a hug now ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-5269216570879749294?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5269216570879749294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=5269216570879749294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5269216570879749294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/5269216570879749294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/wishing-out-of-airplane.html' title='Wishing out of an airplane'/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TIEyBjc2ROI/AAAAAAAAC28/Bn3eETGOZ_g/s72-c/4597836123_ec82af0661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-3337771206465714230</id><published>2010-09-02T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T15:44:33.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH9UGL8saTI/AAAAAAAAC20/DGRACyHDr2Q/s1600/41226_1374292446374_1503697839_30895554_5042958_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH9UGL8saTI/AAAAAAAAC20/DGRACyHDr2Q/s400/41226_1374292446374_1503697839_30895554_5042958_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512216934188083506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I'm about to get over you, something just made me think of you. Your name just kept coming up to my mind. I just can't put you in the past. ): as much as i want to, my heart isn't allowing me to :( Nurlyana help me out :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Since you been gone i can do whatever I want,I can see whomever I choose but nothing compares to you" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so far my day as been pretty boring ! Well, i baked. and I failed. well not really. I accidentally did something wrong, mama starts going blah blah blah and me sad face :( but it turned out to be okay. oh oh oh. and my burnt my hand AGAIN(thank you cheapskate oven gloves) and i burnt my finger somehow. haha. (: So it's 3:34 now. well, blog later at night if there's anything to blog about. (; Oh wait, this morning my mom was talking about ..... FACEBOOK again. oh gosh. and my dad was just like. okay okay. yeah. he wasn't really listening. hahhaa. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh and Michelle, remember last night's chat about you know who. hahahaa! Can't believe ___ actually text me that. hahaaaaaa. (: damn gay weih ! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, maybe I should blog about Merdeka. I wanted to blog about it but didn't okay. so Yeah. MERDEKA, MERDEKA ! I used to stay up late at night when i was younger (which was impossible for me to do) just to countdown and watch the fireworks. But time changes. and this year, there weren't any fireworks at 1u or curve cause from my place i can see both. and there weren't much people celebrating it. see what the world is becoming. well. no. jsut malaysia ! hahaa. You know i think time passes so fast :( Just on 1st September, I flipped my calender. and my brother said : Oh no ashley, few more months till i'm done with college and maybe going to Australia. and that hit me. My sister is going this month and my brother is going next year. the house will feel so empty :( And when i look at the calender, it hit me. what happened on New years back in 2009. 1st of January. wow. ): and how I celebrated 2009 New years countdown with Nurlyana. ): This is so saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I'm missing you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley loved last night. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-3337771206465714230?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3337771206465714230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=3337771206465714230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3337771206465714230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/3337771206465714230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-when-im-about-to-get-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH9UGL8saTI/AAAAAAAAC20/DGRACyHDr2Q/s72-c/41226_1374292446374_1503697839_30895554_5042958_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-631265564539089783</id><published>2010-09-01T22:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T01:21:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH5wLdW16gI/AAAAAAAAC2s/mzjKxOPe1HM/s1600/41226_1374292126366_1503697839_30895546_6797994_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH5wLdW16gI/AAAAAAAAC2s/mzjKxOPe1HM/s400/41226_1374292126366_1503697839_30895546_6797994_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511966336109373954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! sorry for not updating my blog. haha! Okay, so here's the catch. I went to the gym on Monday. while walking to the car, sister and i walked pass a tall cute looking dude, he was on the line. and omg . his accent ! SO SEXY ! such an awesome american accent. okay anyways on tuesday nothing much happen. and today ! it was okay. no wait Tuesday was the best day ever! haha. want to know ? ask me. haha don't wanna say it here. so today was okayish. sister is falling sick. parents think it's dengue.  ) : hope she's alright. if she's not well by tomorrow, have to go check up. Hmm. what should i blog. So lately been talking to a lot of people. haha. and just checked my phone bill online. not good. 2nd highest. =/ gotta stop texting. hahaa ! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School next monday. ! oh gosh. so not ready. So tomorrow I'm going to bake. (; the fun ! (: Kinda worried about how's year 10 gonna be like and stuff. Okay, and and and. I saw this another hot/cute dude. daamn. ! one sexy duude. okay. been seeing cute/hot dudes but hey. not my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so my mom and i had this convo in the car like on monday. it was awkward and weird but i can't mention any names &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: so that means they used to date ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom: how about you and ____ ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: erm. no lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom: no means never or was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : never &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom: eh, don't lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : was and never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : which one lah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : was lah haiyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So awkward mom ! and and and here's another weird one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom: eh, i can't find you guys on facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad : cause they dont want you to find them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : can i add you guys ?&lt;br /&gt;brothers, sister &amp;amp; I just stared at each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : can or not !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dad : they dont want you to that's why you cant find them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : i've tried all the nicknames you guys put but nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: have you tried searching the names you gave us ?&lt;br /&gt;mom: yes  but noo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis : maybe it's us but you couldn't recognize us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom : no fair :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. yes yes yes. we have weird conversations. and my mom has been talking about facebook ever since she got it. she's like : omg i found who and who on facebook. the next day we bum into one of her friend and here's their convo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom : heeey !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend: omg. hey ! you were just on facebook just now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom : yeah. you too !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend : wow, you very lucky got 2 beautiful daughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom : lucky ? all the guys coem after them then susah lah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend : eh can pass anot ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom: pass what ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend : my sons lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom: your sons what ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend : my sons apply for your daughters lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom : hahaahaha. no. friends children cannot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friend : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. what a weird conversation ! seirously, my mom has the weirdest conversation ever. omg. speaking of my mom. she's so cute well, with my dad. in the car on the way home. this song came up and they sang. aw. it's their love song. how cuute. haha .. (: naw, i just love to admire them when they do that. haha. omg. that happened today as well. except the fact that i was ruining it as i was singing along. haha. (: you know their time songs are so meaningful. maybe i should change my song choices and go abck to their time. haha. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i'm still blogging when Nurlyana just told me that she has finished and she's faster than me.hahha.! (: anyways. life now has been pretty great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Nurlyana one more thing before i go off. I wanna tell you I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;2.5 out of 10 over him&lt;/span&gt;. (: slowly inching my way there. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I'm missing you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley thinks you're such a flirt (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious  &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/4195924046148620273-631265564539089783?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/631265564539089783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=631265564539089783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/631265564539089783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/631265564539089783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-there-people-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/TH5wLdW16gI/AAAAAAAAC2s/mzjKxOPe1HM/s72-c/41226_1374292126366_1503697839_30895546_6797994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-7599595332108076636</id><published>2010-08-30T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:06:45.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THqTSWEi4fI/AAAAAAAAC2c/sQR9AvZrpHg/s1600/31407_10150179218195371_702305370_12373101_2040162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THqTSWEi4fI/AAAAAAAAC2c/sQR9AvZrpHg/s400/31407_10150179218195371_702305370_12373101_2040162_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510879037412794866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially hate China :( I cried when Taufik and KKK &amp;amp; TBH lost ! Screw you man screw you ! and I officially not gonna watch anymore romance movies or what ever love stuff thingy ! It's killing me. Speaking of that, i watched the last song last night. and oh my holy fucking crap. I cried like a mad cow. My eyes were so red, and my nose. hahahahhaha! my nose =P and my sister cried as well and she was like : why are you crying so much ! it's not that sad but it's sad but you dont have to cry that much ! see what i mean. I can't watch any more lovely-dovey  stuff any more. NO MORE ! NO TO THE MORE ! Oh, yesterday i didn't blog much. I forgot to say that I burnt my hand and injured my knee and hit my hand and my ankle. and then i injured my knee again . So technically it was one heck of an injury day ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just added another new song on my playlist. hahaha ! (: i cried for that song. It doesn't matter how many times I've played it but i cried. haha. maybe I should stop listening to these type of music and start listening to like Avenged Sevenfold or something. hahahaa! I should really ask Tristan for more those type of songs. hahahhah! Really need to change.. (: Can't take all these loving thingy anymore. so goodbye LOVE. and hello PLAY TIME ! oh yeah. hahaha. play time jsut sound soo wrong. it's like. ahhahaha ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG ! You gotta go to youtube. go type &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Firetruck song by Smosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. and it's AWESOME !. hahahhaha! thank you Tristan for sending me these random videos. haahhahaha! cheered me up (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I'm tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley can't wait to do silly stuff.(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-7599595332108076636?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7599595332108076636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=7599595332108076636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7599595332108076636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/7599595332108076636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-officially-hate-china-i-cried-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THqTSWEi4fI/AAAAAAAAC2c/sQR9AvZrpHg/s72-c/31407_10150179218195371_702305370_12373101_2040162_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-4479389547924340110</id><published>2010-08-29T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:07:58.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THlCW46auOI/AAAAAAAAC2U/05ALCZ8lEQM/s1600/34263_428435884104_761584104_4284378_5617670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THlCW46auOI/AAAAAAAAC2U/05ALCZ8lEQM/s400/34263_428435884104_761584104_4284378_5617670_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510508580066474210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: So michelle asked me to update my blog so I just click on new post at 12:56 so that means it'll be on a Sunday post. So yeah. Flashbacks and stupid video that i watched ! DAMN YOU ! So yeah, after all those flashbacks and the video, i started crying and more and i dont know why. So I told adam that the relationship problem that i "made up" yesterday was actually me. hah. I feel so terrible now :( So the night before i slept late like almost 4. or was it 3. so thank you Tristan for making me stay up that late ! and now i'm like gah. messed up. Okay anyways, today, i was planning to go to the gym with my mama &amp;amp; sister. We didn't go in the end. what happened was that my mom said we should bake and i said i wanna go to the gym so she said we have enough time to bake then go to the gym. so we baked. after baking, my sister said she was too lazy to go and asked me not to go. so i didn't. Oh before we baked, we went out to get some stuff. So mama bought me a perfume. haha. my sister asked why and i said cause papa bought her one and so mama buys me one. haha. thank you mom! (; so michelle is like bugging me asking me whether i'm done. but i'm not. sorry. i was distracted by stuff. hahahah ! (: so anyways, we went and picked my dad up bought kfc for maid and went out for dinner we were suppose to have dinner at home but everyone was out. so that leaves us to my sister and i and papa and mama. So we had JAPANESE ! woosh. thank you daddy. I love you. (; so then we rushed back to watch badminton and we turned the tv on and Peter Gade won the first match. so we watched the second one and we knew he was gonna lose so we watched football then switched it back to watch the third game and saw him lose. how sad. i wanted him to win :( So anywyas, watched football then watched badminton. triple K and Tan against the chinese. and yes they won ! thank god. so yeah i cna't blog much as i'm distracted and michelle jsut said i'm really slow . haha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, i'm sorry for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashley really wishes that everything will stop being complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-4479389547924340110?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4479389547924340110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=4479389547924340110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4479389547924340110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/4479389547924340110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-there-people-so-michelle-asked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THlCW46auOI/AAAAAAAAC2U/05ALCZ8lEQM/s72-c/34263_428435884104_761584104_4284378_5617670_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-1747229886862928298</id><published>2010-08-27T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:55:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THfRUlKZeYI/AAAAAAAAC2M/KTcHVDoGM3c/s1600/34673_429441544104_761584104_4304651_4575616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THfRUlKZeYI/AAAAAAAAC2M/KTcHVDoGM3c/s400/34673_429441544104_761584104_4304651_4575616_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510102820614404482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: Okay, so i downloaded this moive maker thing and i was testing it out so I made a video. hahaa. well, a simple one. haha. (: Today was a little boring. I had a huge headache when i woke up. it didn't go away. ): so my dad massaged me it was better then it came back. ): oh well. So after dinner we watched badminton. haha I was so nervous my hands were sweating. same goes to my sister. (: then at one stage suddenly my back was hurting A LOT ! It was killing me. I was crying in pain. then it got better. and yes Malaysian Doubles man ! (; So then we watched Lee Chong Wei's game. We didn't want him to win. hahaa. (: So yeah, he didn't win. haha. then my brother and I watched some mroe tv and here i am. haha. I feel so lazy man. haha. (:  Oh, and around 6 ish. Eu Chian called. well, some number called. I picked up it was this weird person then suddenly the phone was past to Eu Chian and Eu Chian said that was his driver. ! hahaha! and i was laughing. and yeah we talked. Eu Chian thinks I'm sad or heartbroken cause I wasn't talking as much as last time. hahaahahah! and The driver was talking and talking about how he found out that I played badminton and how he wants to invite me to play with him and stuff like that. haha. Oh, and when Eu Chian asked whether I was heartbroken or sad I questioned him, asking him why and he started talking so fast and like in a mad tone.(as a joke) saying : normally you'll ask me where i am. how am i or call me darling so something. okay fine i'm in genting now i'm havign fun. and i was like. ah okay. hahahaa ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the video should be below this sentence. I guess. haha. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y10wT2a3WmU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/Y10wT2a3WmU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I'm missing you all over again :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley just wishes to get over you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-1747229886862928298?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1747229886862928298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=1747229886862928298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1747229886862928298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/1747229886862928298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-there-people-okay-so-i-downloaded.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THfRUlKZeYI/AAAAAAAAC2M/KTcHVDoGM3c/s72-c/34673_429441544104_761584104_4304651_4575616_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-8146948464349466538</id><published>2010-08-26T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:54:59.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THZ_VWlwzAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/8lJ2N3na-Qc/s1600/35290_1234113271334_1784259872_442153_7792796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THZ_VWlwzAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/8lJ2N3na-Qc/s400/35290_1234113271334_1784259872_442153_7792796_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509731198952328194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there people ! (: okay, so yesterday i didn't blog. I'm sorry. haha. So today was a tiring day. :( I slept late last ngiht cause i was downloading something and in the end it was useless ! So yeah. stupid thingy. So I had to wake up around 9-ish. My dad came in to wake me up. I had no clue what time was it. He said that I'm responsible to wake the others up but i went back to sleep and he came back in like half an hour later i guess ? whatever it is, it's sometime later . So i didn't want to get up but suddenly when he walked out it's like he called cause my phone rang . haha.so i thought it was him. went over and saw it was some house number. so i picked up and this is our conversation&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: Hello&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lady: Urhm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tuuut tuuut tuut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: HELLO !!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tuut tuut tuut.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the hell man. ! who does that. i bet she was gonna call her boyfriend and when she heard a girl's voice she freaked out. haha. (: Anyways, so i got up and showered. came online went on facebook and ambrose was facebook-ing in school. tsk tsk tsk. so then i had to leave. I forgot to turn my laptop off. how stupid. haha.anyways, went out and picked my mom , sis and bro and off we went somewhere. after that, we thought we should eat first but sis has to get a medical check-up ! took her 2 hours ! when it's jsut X-ray and urine test. you couldn't PEE ! So then after she's done, we went to school so my brother can pick his results and after we drove out of school i suddenly remembered that I could've gone down with my brother to take my mandarin resutls. how gay. ! So we finally had LUNCH! and we had to go send my brother to college then while waiting for him, we went and shop. We walked like to 2 shopping malls just to find an adapter for my sister ! GAY ! finally got everything we still had time. went and had some snacks. Brother finally finished and we came back home. on the way home, it was JAM ! oh my freaking GOSH ! I'm already tired think about my dad ! he's driving ! So i fell asleep in the car like I always do. then i woke up and everyone else was sleeping except my dad, of course. poor him. he looked extremely tired. We were almost home until a car nearly bang us ! Stupid CAR  that went the WRONG LANE THAT BLAME MY DAD ! GO AND EAT SOME SHIT MAN ! (: hahaa. so we finally got home, went on the computer for a while then went to take a 2 minute nap. why 2 minute? cause my mom came up and said it was time for DINNER ! So had dinner had fruits watched a little tv and here I AM ! (: ahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my friend told me to read something he wrote. I will not mention any names here. but it's AMAZING ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You don't really know what love is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;till you meet that only girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The one who makes you smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;the one who completes your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;At times she might be b**chy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;but it's all part of an act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;To see if you'd be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;for her to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Every girl wants to be told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;she's stunning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Cause for those few seconds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;she'll feel like she's flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;That's what every girl wants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;a guy who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Not a guy who'll pay for her dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;and all her fares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;She knows it's not about the money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;it's about the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Cause when she knows it's true love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;she can't stand being apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;She wants to be assured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;that you two will last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Cause sometimes it's hard ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;to forget the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Like when you were a kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;you found it hard to walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But once you started walking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;you'll also learned to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Girl, you should trust me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I'll always be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;When I say I'm sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I swear it's sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You should know that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I'll be here from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Cause no matter what happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I'll never tear apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I want you to know that you're beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;in everything you say, and everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;And no matter how you turn out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't it amazing ? :') Damn, i can read this thing over and over again and never get bored ! haha. (: You know my retainers is hurting me again. :( i think i've like done something that made it ouch !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You should have told me that your feelings had faded. I had no idea, and I continued depending on you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So true right ? well, for me it is. :( but hey, Nurlyana. I'm trying my hardest to get over him. Cause something just triggered me. and yeah. 2 out of 10. just so you know. i'm progressing. (: YAY!! I hope this will be successful and I won't fail AGAIN! (: Oh oh oh. and remember the can't heardom, Nurlyana ? I actually miss that. it was so funny how he was telling me about his watch,and how he was bored waiting for me to come back and he started playing with his hair. hahaa. !(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Apparently, I miss our skype chat. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley is missing you a little. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ashleylicious&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/4195924046148620273-8146948464349466538?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8146948464349466538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=8146948464349466538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8146948464349466538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/8146948464349466538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-there-people-okay-so-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashweee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12587470565332499314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/S_Oqk6X3BvI/AAAAAAAACt0/hTFzLxPw_Bg/S220/DSCN1976(edited).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THZ_VWlwzAI/AAAAAAAAC2E/8lJ2N3na-Qc/s72-c/35290_1234113271334_1784259872_442153_7792796_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195924046148620273.post-331977474110638586</id><published>2010-08-24T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:38:51.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THPLGqW9RaI/AAAAAAAAC18/_z7pwa_csSY/s1600/34883_429447614104_761584104_4304942_8072707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z8CxeI-4hRE/THPLGqW9RaI/AAAAAAAAC18/_z7pwa_csSY/s400/34883_429447614104_761584104_4304942_8072707_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508970084514481570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there people ! (: haha. So so so so sorry about those erm sentences . but hey, it's kinda true for me and it's so meaningful so yeah. (: Anyways, on Monday nothing much happened. Went to pasar malam right and i saw this hot duude. and I saw this duude that looked like Q but in a buff-er way and wow. shit man. haha. (: So nothing much. and Today my mood was a little blaah. thanks to my sister. grr. so after lunch we went to Ikano for a walk came back then watched tv then baked then clean and stuff then wow. dinner time already. haha. (; so had dinner, had fruits cut the cake then ate some and here i am. Oh goosh, i'm getting fatter and fatter each day. haha. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I'm not sure whether I'm ready for school now. haha.  Omg omg. my mom was so cute. jsut now i went to my sister's room. my mom was there and we both stood next to each other and stared right at the mirror and she said : oh my god I'm so stressed today. look at me. look at my face *make a fat face* see. so stressed. compared to you. i'm so dark as well and i'm short. haiyo ! :( hahahhahah! it was hilarious. ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Michelle is bugging me to blog. Well, i typed kkkk and she was like you're done ? and i was like no and she made the face that goes like -________-  hahaa. (: so Funnaah. no actually it's not. haha. i'm lame i know. Oh oh oh. speaking of michelle, we were on the line yesterday and my phone battery ran out. so i ran down to get the house phone before it rings as it's 12 something and michelle was gonna call and when i picked up, i just got back up from down stairs and michelle was like : stop making orgasm sounds. haha but when i was jsut panting. =P So I've updated my playlist again. hahah! (: daddy just went out to buy me AIS KACANG ! Yum yum. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Flora &amp;amp; Michelle : Hati saya sangat keliru. saya tak tau whether untuk lupa dia atau beri peluang kepada dia. Tapi tapi. saya adui. keliru lah. Michelle, wo hao xiang xi huan le ta. =/ Flora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ich glaube, ich möchte ihm ein wenig mehr als Freunde. Was muss ich tun? Wir haben nicht sprechen. Sollte ich gehen verursachen wir sprechen nicht viel und Material?  &amp;amp;&amp;amp; to both of you, my sister say i shuld give it a shot. but she wasn't really listening so i don't know =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently, I'm confuusee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ashley loves Sebi(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ashley signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ashleylicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195924046148620273-331977474110638586?l=theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theliesofthetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/331977474110638586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195924046148620273&amp;postID=331977474110638586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/331977474110638586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195924046148620273/posts/default/331977474110638586'/><link rel='alternate' 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