<?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-1407437441641562326</id><updated>2012-02-17T15:05:12.794+11:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginnings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5436467669312635496</id><published>2012-01-12T22:38:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:48:46.048+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne baby!</title><content type='html'>Sitting on this huge couch infront &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;of the TV with a bowl of popcorn and a jar of red gummy lollies really feels like home except right now im in melbourne in johnnys house. It's been over 2 and a half weeks and im having a nice break from everyone in sydney! Im completely loving it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;Seeing Johnny at the airport really made me so happy and NAAWWW it felt like a korean drama LOL i love his sibings they are so adroable. I have come across a girl who is EXACTLY like this girl i use to know who was damn right crazy...and to think i left those kinda people in 2011..guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;So far i have been shopping and chilling with the family and getting to know them. Celebrating new years was quiet this year...no getting drunk or doing silling things.. I feel old when i say this but this year i stayed indoors with the hot chocolate and hubbie on the couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;My new years resolution is to be more mindful, and not assume everything. Whats your new year resolution? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;I'll post in a few days when i have done something exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;love, amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;Xoxo&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/1407437441641562326-5436467669312635496?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5436467669312635496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2012/01/melbourne-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5436467669312635496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5436467669312635496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2012/01/melbourne-baby.html' title='Melbourne baby!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-7956947930883339324</id><published>2011-12-20T13:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:05:44.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from my cruise holiday!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from my cruise for Wendy's 21st. We literally cruised to New Caledonia and some other islands and it was AWESOME!! the worst part about the trip was that there was no free internet access or reception to make phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;I went snorkeling for the first time, I must say.. I was so scared at first but in the end I had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;8 days at sea and it felt like a really good getaway from bitches who want to fuck with your life. Also, it was relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know what I was going to come home to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls who are being dramatic and bitching. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really hate girls who like to assume before asking. Sometimes we can be so stupid that we ain't even thinking logically when we are in the middle of biting someone's head off and blaming them for something they don't recall happening, or in reality it wasn't their fault (you just dont want to blame yourself for it happening OR you got no one else to blame).&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know.... friendship over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something to keep in mind, you don't really care if someone walks away from you when you know that they wern't your REAL friend to begin with. You have many other friends especially close friends and it doesn't matter if you lose that one because somewhere down the track you will find someone who is more of that genuine friend. I mean seriously, can you call that one person your "friend" if they wern't really there for you? who would dog you for someone else? be mean to you and have jealousy issues with you?.. cmon, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember why I have more guy friends than girl friends. NO DRAMAS. NO BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday I will be off to Melbourne to see Johnny and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-7956947930883339324?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/7956947930883339324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-my-cruise-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7956947930883339324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7956947930883339324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-my-cruise-holiday.html' title='Back from my cruise holiday!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3104820687648195044</id><published>2011-11-23T12:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:36:07.567+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that annoys me..</title><content type='html'>What annoys me the most is you and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;your jealousy issues, I don't get it..how the hell can you be jealous of someone when they are not doing anything to you? Nor do they have intentions of replacing you how can you think of such thing when you claim that they are your "best friend" ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they are your best friend and they think the same of you then TRUST them that they wont dare to hurt you and if you know them well enough, you should know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bestfriend is someone who cares for you and keeps their loyalty to you. They will also make sure they will never hurt your feelings. &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;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3104820687648195044?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3104820687648195044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-that-annoys-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3104820687648195044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3104820687648195044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-that-annoys-me.html' title='Something that annoys me..'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8147524853668985462</id><published>2011-11-22T15:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:00:22.747+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie and fruit detox</title><content type='html'>I have decided to go on a fruit&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt; and veggie detox. Which means turn vegeterian for a while.  I really want to lose some weight for this summer. My goal weight is 40kg and right now I have about 6kg to burn off. wish me luck!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;love, amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;Xoxo&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/1407437441641562326-8147524853668985462?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8147524853668985462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/veggie-and-fruit-detox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8147524853668985462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8147524853668985462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/veggie-and-fruit-detox.html' title='Veggie and fruit detox'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-4417007747532130765</id><published>2011-11-07T15:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:50:36.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now..</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like going to work today, the weather is crap and I don't feel like ref-ing in the rain. I have the open womens and mixed teams today...*sigh* I just want to stay home and chill in bed with movies. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most highlight moment of today would be my nap. I had a dream that Johnny couldn't pick me up that he got his friend named 'Frankie' to do it. When I woke up.. I thought frankie was just some random name...but turns out that Johnny really does have a friend named Frankie. LOL. Psyched out much?!?!&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;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-4417007747532130765?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/4417007747532130765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4417007747532130765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4417007747532130765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now.html' title='Right now..'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-840334064443585790</id><published>2011-11-06T18:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:08:49.112+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to have another winge</title><content type='html'>Okay so I don't get it. I want to have a few rants.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Like me, when I have no money..I don't go out. Or when I do, i'm at my friends place that way i'll be out and having fun without spending any money! Simple. I don't even expect anyone to pay for me too. Point is. If you have NO money. Don't go out. Or atleast when you're out..don't make the people around you feel bad that your 'hobo'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt; Clingy people are really starting to annoy me. I mean sometimes it is a good thing to have clingy people but when they go overboard to the point where you want space and they go psycho and wont let you have 'ME' time..it's nuts. It's called personal space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;Ahhh rage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;Love, Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;xoxo&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/1407437441641562326-840334064443585790?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/840334064443585790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/going-to-have-another-winge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/840334064443585790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/840334064443585790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/11/going-to-have-another-winge.html' title='Going to have another winge'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2243345717983811363</id><published>2011-10-26T23:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:05:20.680+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The 10 reasons why I shouldn't leave Johnny</title><content type='html'>So Johnny gave me 10 reasons why&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt; I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;should never leave him. He is so adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Because I'm worth it like Loreal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Cos I'm the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I make you smile like no one has. Fuckem all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I make you feel like your in another world inside, so much so that your insides party day in day out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Yourself, as well as I know that this could potentially work, therefore I am putting the effort in, quite well I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Apparently I'm genuine like Microsoft windows to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Because when I sleep, I'm the cutest, fark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Because we both jizzed our pants that night at that moment when our phone lines connected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Because you love me for who I am and not what I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Because when you dream, you dream about me so naked that your brain just overheats and that's why you get headaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had work tonight and it was the usual, I am really starting to love my job as a soccer referee. It's so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is also my one month anniversary with Johhny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Amy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2243345717983811363?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2243345717983811363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/10-reasons-why-i-shouldnt-leave-johnny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2243345717983811363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2243345717983811363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/10-reasons-why-i-shouldnt-leave-johnny.html' title='The 10 reasons why I shouldn&apos;t leave Johnny'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3266941482222059796</id><published>2011-10-24T12:28:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:36:52.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>iPad!</title><content type='html'>So I am typing this blog with my new iPad, omgosh I love this more than my laptop! Lol it is the most awesome thing to own. It's cute too.&lt;div&gt;Today is an epic day for the beach, they say that it's about 32 degrees outside at the moment but no one is free to come out today =(. So, I have decided to chill in front of the aircon and perhaps clean my fish tank since it's about time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll hit the surf with the ladies on Thursday. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Amy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3266941482222059796?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3266941482222059796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/ipad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3266941482222059796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3266941482222059796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/ipad.html' title='iPad!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-9044171948839406487</id><published>2011-10-20T10:58:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:16:33.067+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while since i've been clubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have recently been clubbing and it has been YONKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It started off with Y, Lizzie, Vicky and I managing to get our hands on a hotel room at the Menzies which is located at Wynyard. We chilled till it was time to get ready and dance the night away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lizzie did my make up and I must say, she did an EPIC job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-70K-s4MC8/Tp9lFgsfncI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeCwhOCIL0Y/s1600/311353_10150329658330679_724440678_8306710_1836926510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665358001605680578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-70K-s4MC8/Tp9lFgsfncI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeCwhOCIL0Y/s400/311353_10150329658330679_724440678_8306710_1836926510_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be honest, I was quite scared about going clubbing because of sleezy drunk guys and I didn't have my boyfriend there to protect me.. BUT I did have 3 of the best girls who do the same job but better.. xD. We found ourselves at Envy and we decided that because it was so crap we might as well still pre-drink there whilst we can till we headed upto pontoon for Perfect Nights. I remember why I don't drink much alcohol.. because at some point of the night I start feeling sick and end up in the ladies bathroom trying to throw it back up.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Kenneth too for 5 minutes and I must say ladies..he is a GENTLEMAN and a really good friend. I'm happy that even after Rey and I broke up he still managed to stay around. True friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfzfW-fuRNE/Tp9lE12syNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Cm1kiMPxovA/s1600/312628_10150330388550679_724440678_8310232_1270573833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665357990105762002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfzfW-fuRNE/Tp9lE12syNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Cm1kiMPxovA/s400/312628_10150330388550679_724440678_8310232_1270573833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was time to head to Perfect Nights and DAMN it was packed! There we spent the night dancing away, having fun and heaps of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOQcsDFE0NQ/Tp9lEpoi9sI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JJ4NaXfoC2I/s1600/312947_10150336463265679_724440678_8349720_640944756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665357986825172674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOQcsDFE0NQ/Tp9lEpoi9sI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JJ4NaXfoC2I/s400/312947_10150336463265679_724440678_8349720_640944756_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have noticed that these days I have slowly become girlier than usual, WEIRD RIGHT?! fkin weird I must say but I think it is time to try some looks out. I ended up going to church in a dress and heels. I think everyone was suprised when they saw me because I wasn't the average girl who only wears jeans, hoodie &amp;amp; a good pair of kicks that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had work last night and the games I ref'd were so easy! I think I'm getting good at this.I wrote a poem for my boyfriend. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J is for J'ADORE. (yes i know french. LOL jks.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O is for my ONLY ONE. ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;H is for the HAPPINESS that you give me even though we live in different states. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;N is for being NAUGHTY...and not studying. ;) *cough* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;N is for how NICE your smile is. It makes me jizz. LOLOL. Butterflies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y is for how much i YEARN for you everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;C is for being CRAZY inlove with you. Even though it's been 3 weeks.. it feels like 3 years =P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;H is for my HONEYDEW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A is for how ADORABLE you are. Let's make cute babies. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;N is for how we have turned NOCTURNAL over the past weeks because of eachother and not wanting to leave the phone or webcam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shall end this with 3 words &amp;amp; 8 letters. I LOVE YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love Amy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-9044171948839406487?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/9044171948839406487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-been-while-since-ive-been-clubbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/9044171948839406487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/9044171948839406487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-been-while-since-ive-been-clubbing.html' title='it&apos;s been a while since i&apos;ve been clubbing'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-70K-s4MC8/Tp9lFgsfncI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DeCwhOCIL0Y/s72-c/311353_10150329658330679_724440678_8306710_1836926510_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2903462773351421026</id><published>2011-10-04T00:03:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:08:32.479+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend,</title><content type='html'>Over the past few days, everything has been so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be the girl who would feel like she meant something to one person in this world so easily and so fast. To the one who makes her feel whole, epically happy, special,needed and most importantly&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; loved.&lt;/span&gt; It all happened so fast that it literally fell into place.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I just came out of a relationship not long ago..but this time it feels different, it feels more right and more real.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Nathan Chan had seriously swept me off my feet (like those moments in a movie when a prince and princess fall in love and the prince picks the princess up and takes her away and live happily ever after). I fell in love with his personality. He's sweet, genuine, understanding, respectful, has his own opinions,a really cute smile, awesome to talk to and he sticks to his word. I shall say this again.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels different..different how? no words can describe it..  &lt;/span&gt;despite our relationship being long distance, we're both willing to make it work and this is what else I love about him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he is willing to TRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He became my prince charming on the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;27th September 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still have the way he asked me out  playing in my head and it was quite funny because it took us almost all  night to get our feelings out there and end with the words (by him) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Will you go out with me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are probably thinking that it's to soon for me to get into another relationship.. right? Well personally, there's no rule when to date someone and I'm happy. I don't care if you think I'm "desperate" but seriously I have feelings too and I have made my decision to move forward with other people.. well in this case my dearest Johnny and my bestest of friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to attend a wedding of someone I don't know but it was some family friend.. I basically went for the free food and drinks. The wedding was so beautiful and the bride was so pretty.. I ENVY! I can't wait to get married, maybe because of the ceremony LOL. I was kinda bleh because I had to wear a dress.... T_T and if you guys know me personally.. you know I love my jeans and dunks..&lt;br /&gt;I caught up with my baby cousin Richeal and damn she has grown, we took pictures in a photo booth that they had at the wedding. We were kinda tipsy at the time, I felt sorry for her though because her parents had a little to much to drink and they were embarrising? well for her anyway. The food was so so.. not so good..not so bad either. OH! I thought I'd try out red lipstick too for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7t6n_y9Dk/Tomy1xeVvdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMARNbUhong/s1600/319140_10150315871560679_724440678_8229507_227313073_a.jpg"&gt;                                     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7t6n_y9Dk/Tomy1xeVvdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMARNbUhong/s1600/319140_10150315871560679_724440678_8229507_227313073_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7t6n_y9Dk/Tomy1xeVvdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMARNbUhong/s400/319140_10150315871560679_724440678_8229507_227313073_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659251043651141074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9zAV-rAKBA/Tomy1jdodkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lJI3zldXdE4/s1600/310308_10150314998555679_724440678_8221946_1787471133_a.jpg"&gt;          &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q9zAV-rAKBA/Tomy1jdodkI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lJI3zldXdE4/s400/310308_10150314998555679_724440678_8221946_1787471133_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659251039890077250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up to a phone call from my hubbie (whom I call Honey Dew) and he made my day.. like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cb4pz0c5odU/Tomy14WdWtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dt4YYBI_Nd4/s1600/298750_10150315844565679_724440678_8229257_414364526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cb4pz0c5odU/Tomy14WdWtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dt4YYBI_Nd4/s400/298750_10150315844565679_724440678_8229257_414364526_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659251045497133778" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I even made pancakes for the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R21pMCmYwcg/Tomy1l6GGbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MuyBql7QxMs/s1600/299746_10150315854975679_724440678_8229329_1772333702_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R21pMCmYwcg/Tomy1l6GGbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MuyBql7QxMs/s400/299746_10150315854975679_724440678_8229329_1772333702_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659251040546331058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day I spent cleaning and getting rid of some things that I shouldn't be keeping at all.  I even watched a few movies and waited for Johnny to come home from uni.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get up to much this long weekend. I think I need to start going out aye..&lt;br /&gt;OH! I even jacked up my phone bill this month.. I went over my cap by $700 and I must say.. there goes my pay cheque for the next month or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end it here for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2903462773351421026?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2903462773351421026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2903462773351421026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2903462773351421026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend,'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM7t6n_y9Dk/Tomy1xeVvdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/oMARNbUhong/s72-c/319140_10150315871560679_724440678_8229507_227313073_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5782652679752665452</id><published>2011-09-27T16:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:09:47.552+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my epic weekend!</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm sitting in bed munching on salt and vinegar chips trying to think about what I should type to you guys..&lt;br /&gt;I guess.. I'll start off with Saturday night..&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kylie and Anthony's 10th wedding anniversary at Stamford Hotel and I was so scared and paranoid being all dressed up and looking girly in a pencil dress and really tall heels...it actually turned out that I was slightly over dressed because I looked like I was ready to go clubbing!&lt;br /&gt;I met so many people that I havn't met in a while....STUART! and the rest of the Ling family.. I was also accompanied by Lizzie who decided to fill in my +1 spot.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to see a happy couple and it made me realise that... that's what I want in my future relationship... I want that sparkle and that motivation of "we can do anything..we're strong and we can get through any situations including the hard ones together"&lt;br /&gt;I want a man who loves me for me and the right reasons.&lt;br /&gt;heres some photos with stuart and lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHyKmDgWB1E/ToFzRMlUVSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Rr0QcUpsD30/s1600/310349_10150308920401243_557006242_8110276_456845386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHyKmDgWB1E/ToFzRMlUVSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Rr0QcUpsD30/s400/310349_10150308920401243_557006242_8110276_456845386_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656929346226771234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9i4523vFZAg/ToFzRFRlpjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_lGDVQBt-cI/s1600/299933_10150308436815679_724440678_8188130_18156737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9i4523vFZAg/ToFzRFRlpjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/_lGDVQBt-cI/s400/299933_10150308436815679_724440678_8188130_18156737_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656929344264971826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past days, I have been talking to a new guy named Johnny..he's so nice and so genuine ...I actually wonder where the hell was he before I met Rey..&lt;br /&gt;We formed a close bond.. I like him ^^ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I didn't really do anything.. I am so BORED. someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End,&lt;br /&gt;Love Amy.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5782652679752665452?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5782652679752665452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-epic-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5782652679752665452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5782652679752665452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-epic-weekend.html' title='my epic weekend!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHyKmDgWB1E/ToFzRMlUVSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Rr0QcUpsD30/s72-c/310349_10150308920401243_557006242_8110276_456845386_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1411614121534611905</id><published>2011-09-23T11:07:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T11:29:55.429+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Months and Months later</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, spring is finally here and I totally missed out on autum and winter for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest news?&lt;br /&gt;Rey and I broke up two weeks ago, it was really mean how he ended it with me but SUPRISE SUPRISE... new girlfriend on the loose..  clearly showed that I didn't mean anything to him for him to move on in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out that he had been playing me since day one. How can boys do that to girls?&lt;br /&gt;So, two weeks of my single life and i'm ENJOYING IT!! and seriously it has been a record...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I haven't cried in TWO WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; an it's still going! I feel so relieved right now. I never thought that I'd ever get involved with someone who is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good liar, a flirt, sweet talker, a cheater.. &lt;/span&gt;but yet somehow a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also lost weight. I can't even fit into my dresses.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and I have started bonding again, it feels so nice having her around now especially after our stupid childish fight that we had almost two years ago. Now that we have become mature and all, things are so much better now. I feel like there's gonna be an epic friendship going on.&lt;br /&gt;We're in the makings of writing a story at the moment and it should be good since we are basing the characters on real life people and their situations that they have been through, can you guess what my character's story line is? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a second job! I am a soccer referee! wow.. who saw that one coming? LOL. I love that job.. theres cute boys everywhere.. and I can look and drool and look some more! (and of course, do my job and referee a game.) The job has got me use to people hating me.. and all I can say is.. come at me bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice outside right now, I'm thinking of being outside soaking the sun and play league of legends? I also got youth group tonight...should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Adam and I decided to take a sibling photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GK_54B4Sq78/TnvgM5Uy5YI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ep0yORj_eEY/s1600/amy%2Band%2Badaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GK_54B4Sq78/TnvgM5Uy5YI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ep0yORj_eEY/s400/amy%2Band%2Badaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655360269244884354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain't we cute?!  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm out.. time to go and get ready for my daily chores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1411614121534611905?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1411614121534611905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/09/months-and-months-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1411614121534611905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1411614121534611905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/09/months-and-months-later.html' title='Months and Months later'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GK_54B4Sq78/TnvgM5Uy5YI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ep0yORj_eEY/s72-c/amy%2Band%2Badaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2374613446819571561</id><published>2011-02-18T20:28:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:27:28.173+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINA</title><content type='html'>LOL.. its been yonks..H A P P Y N E W Y E A R S!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In china, I shopped like crazy. I went to over atleast 10 (or more) provinces and experienced REAL asian drivers, weirdo foods and actually get to see alot of things in real life that I have seen on TV!&lt;br /&gt;It was an epic experience though I wish I went with my girls instead of Kan and Jen.. I reckon it would have been more fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These days, I have been planning out my Birthday. YES! i turn 21 next sunday! =O I'm starting to feel old. Spending 5 grand on my birthday better be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;You may be asking how Rey and I are? We're still together. Happy? I guess sorta. I mean we have been having our ups and downs but in the end we're still stayin strong in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;My Baby cousin Amanda is coming to Sydney on monday. I cant wait. I hope she'll love it here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The video for china wont upload, its taking foreverr..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2374613446819571561?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2374613446819571561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/02/china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2374613446819571561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2374613446819571561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2011/02/china.html' title='CHINA'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5071615972251616606</id><published>2010-11-29T16:27:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:14:41.637+11:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome week</title><content type='html'>Two days before I leave to China also everyone I love, and I've spent a whole week being occupied. I've also lost track of days but lucky I took photos.&lt;br /&gt;So lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with vicky and had an awesome lunch -- ate spaghetti and a chicken salad, we shared it between us and literally it was worth $40. I also managed to get my nails done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM93N5cNZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e-yRL-APPTg/s1600/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544843585055896978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM93N5cNZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e-yRL-APPTg/s400/IMG_0947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544843566056343682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM92HHmCII/AAAAAAAAAH8/kGGbItd1yyo/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPNAAjiKyYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9K6Fk2EfPYo/s1600/IMG_0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544845944505944450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPNAAjiKyYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9K6Fk2EfPYo/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM92adDukI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1bqALk_F8I8/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544843571246643778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM92adDukI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1bqALk_F8I8/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Rey took me to Max Brenner for the first time. I died eatting the waffle covered in chocolate sauce and ice cream. He also showed me around black town and I acutally like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the entire day with him. We watched Harry Potter 7 and I LOVE IT! worth watching and I can't wait for the second part to come out, I swear it's going to be off the hook! I got abit scared though because of the gigantic snake. omg. I hate snakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM93VQFZaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tipEzOfSu_I/s1600/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544843587029919138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM93VQFZaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tipEzOfSu_I/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I met up with Callyn and we rocked upto Youth Group for my last time -- till next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the talk we crashed strathfield for our last korean meal together. YUM food! I love my kimchi jiggae.&lt;br /&gt;I had to sleep early that night to be up at 6am and make my way to Eastern Creek for Tiernans &amp;amp; Bens Birthday --- GO KARTNG!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'l'l upload more pics for us in karts and stuff when they have been uploaded from Lirie's and Joyce's camera) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the 1 hour drive, turns out that between the girls I came 2nd outta 3 and second last out of 12. LOL. I was so scared, but it's okay i'll do better next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally find it expensive. $160 for and hr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After karting, Anthony drove me home and waited till 5pm for Tiernan's BBQ dinner. We also played Guitar hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6a64z4_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1ZZwwWB9RSU/s1600/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544839800381760498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6a64z4_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1ZZwwWB9RSU/s400/DSC00073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6bi3BaAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sHVLfwHLbmw/s1600/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544839811111675906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6bi3BaAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sHVLfwHLbmw/s400/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6bQLkQQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QqfGDQeF_yU/s1600/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544839806097572098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6bQLkQQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QqfGDQeF_yU/s400/DSC00075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6tsv-DoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ygUT85g10pk/s1600/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544840123004096130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6tsv-DoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ygUT85g10pk/s400/DSC00083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6b_iPzII/AAAAAAAAAHc/dIGfZoPoMAw/s1600/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544839818809166978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6b_iPzII/AAAAAAAAAHc/dIGfZoPoMAw/s400/DSC00078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6cAIYaSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/JVsVLtM7SO4/s1600/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544839818969114914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM6cAIYaSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/JVsVLtM7SO4/s400/DSC00080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my family had an early christmas lunch and presents, ate at cabramatta. For christmas I got speakers and perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night I spent it with Rey and that was the last time I would see him till I get back on the 28th December. He took me to parramatta to see Due Date -- HECTIC movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also shared Tim Tam ice chocolate at gloria jeans. The rest of the night we spent roaming around talking and pretty much making most of the time we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I woke up for work. Got out at 12PM and found out my mum wants me to cook dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm cooking burgers tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my Reyyy left me to kiama for a weekish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5071615972251616606?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5071615972251616606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/awesome-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5071615972251616606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5071615972251616606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/awesome-week.html' title='awesome week'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TPM93N5cNZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e-yRL-APPTg/s72-c/IMG_0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3626114675962109709</id><published>2010-11-23T21:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:17:54.039+11:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>Yeah.. so I got a boyfriend. He is very loving. &lt;em&gt;suprisseeee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone... meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOufGB8WZII/AAAAAAAAAG8/uJp-yqMVKjY/s1600/150224_460867705678_724440678_5777694_1658257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542698692359120002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOufGB8WZII/AAAAAAAAAG8/uJp-yqMVKjY/s400/150224_460867705678_724440678_5777694_1658257_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I say he looks 16..when he's actually 20..isn't he the cutest?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy right now, and it's a different type of happiness. It's that feeling where I finally belong to someone and know that theres someone who misses me,wants to hold me and loves me  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;about time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After drowning in all my problems and letting go of some, meeting Rey felt like he took it all away.. and all my problems have gone, dissapeared as if it never happened. &lt;u&gt;Thankgod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Yet, I'm still trying to get use to  '&lt;em&gt;i have a boyfriend' ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we watched paranormal activity 2. It wasn't as scary as I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;After spending most of the day with the new hubbyy , we met up with Dexter and Tomo for dinner and it was so fun meeting up with them, Dexter is one hilarious friend.&lt;br /&gt;And then Rey drove me home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylans 21st was somewhat interesting. =) I shall keep it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3626114675962109709?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3626114675962109709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3626114675962109709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3626114675962109709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-boyfriend.html' title='meet the boyfriend.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOufGB8WZII/AAAAAAAAAG8/uJp-yqMVKjY/s72-c/150224_460867705678_724440678_5777694_1658257_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8932771735322992962</id><published>2010-11-20T13:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T13:42:35.201+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Huy's Puppy!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I crashed Huy's place and finally got to meet his cute labrador puppy BUBBLES~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczWEBD4cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0K1MFoDCUag/s1600/IMG_0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541454320631013826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczWEBD4cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0K1MFoDCUag/s320/IMG_0845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He's sucha cute playful dog.&lt;br /&gt;I helped Huy and His dad set up the christmas tree and decorations. Its been a while since I've hanged around Huy and his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;About 6PM, we headed off to Youth Group in Kingsgrove and had a trivia night. There were dances,quizes, picking up m&amp;amp;ms with straws and stuff...it was an enjoyable night. Sadly our team came last and our prize was a wooden spoon with 'Loser' on it. I kept the spoon =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczYdtZcoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sppLpPwJ-TE/s1600/IMG_0864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541454361887601282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczYdtZcoI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sppLpPwJ-TE/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczXbQMPkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8SKlaB4JXw8/s1600/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541454344048361026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczXbQMPkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8SKlaB4JXw8/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczW5i5iUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NrgcnRcu4Fk/s1600/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541454335000021314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczW5i5iUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NrgcnRcu4Fk/s320/IMG_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczWfFD0iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7BXpxu5evk0/s1600/IMG_0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541454327895544354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczWfFD0iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7BXpxu5evk0/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, Im heading off to Dylans 21st birthday with callyn in mcquarie. This is gonna be interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8932771735322992962?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8932771735322992962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/huys-puppy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8932771735322992962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8932771735322992962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/huys-puppy.html' title='Huy&apos;s Puppy!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOczWEBD4cI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0K1MFoDCUag/s72-c/IMG_0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-184405472071597200</id><published>2010-11-16T11:56:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:57:24.869+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising in the Past</title><content type='html'>Vicky has an old site that was running and I just cruised around and it literally bought so much highschool memories!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/dictionarlydotcom"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/dictionarlydotcom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found hilarious quotes that were recorded at the time and it seriously made me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can't blame me for failing. I'm trying to teach you to blame yourself" - &lt;strong&gt;Mr Augustine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Back when I was a girl..." - &lt;strong&gt;Dyan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you call someone a dickweed does that mean they smoke it?" - &lt;strong&gt;Kevin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What's the time Mr Bullrush!" - &lt;strong&gt;Tiernan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Augustine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I'm not worried about you. I'm worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ileana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Well sorry Mr-I-Love-Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Augustine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Yeah, I love you too. " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you're the 3 jacketeers" - &lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt; (about me,vicky &amp;amp; y)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kevin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; have you ever had sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jake&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; no. have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kevin&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; no. To the computer! *points at his house* "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;So thats just some of it.. but if your bored and want a laugh, go on vickys site. She even made a description about what happened at the time that caused someone to say somethin like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I've been planning my 21st even though it's in feburary! But I believe with an early start in planning it should go well. Callyn is helping me out on the planning and so far we have the hall booked at Bankstown Trotting Club. &lt;em&gt;Theme?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pirates &amp;amp; Musketeers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last weeks we have been costume shopping, decorations shopping etc to get a brief idea what I wanted and how it would look. I found a few costumes and have come to a conclusion that I should go as Miss Fortune (LoL) if i lose some weight and get a good toned body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539960208250750802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOHkdRqVx1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/S9RKMreFxus/s320/Miss_Fortune_OriginalLoading.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I have class.. I'm so behind.&lt;br /&gt;I'll catcha later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-184405472071597200?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/184405472071597200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/cruising-in-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/184405472071597200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/184405472071597200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/cruising-in-past.html' title='Cruising in the Past'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TOHkdRqVx1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/S9RKMreFxus/s72-c/Miss_Fortune_OriginalLoading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2840804894602676006</id><published>2010-11-14T22:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T23:10:07.374+11:00</updated><title type='text'>League of legends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another hot day.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and got ready for church. Today Warren conducted the service.&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm, I was suppose to go to soccer with the others to have a fun game because we all needed to get out of the house and do some exercise besides sitting behind the computer all day gaming.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't end up going because I thought it was too hot and I somehow had a headache, so I napped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a 2 hour power nap, I had a few games of league of legends.&lt;br /&gt;I just love the trailer of the game. &lt;i&gt;check it out!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IzMnCv_lPxI?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/IzMnCv_lPxI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How hectic is it?&lt;br /&gt;The aim of the game is to take down your opponents towers and then take down their base (besides doing alot of kills).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2840804894602676006?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2840804894602676006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/league-of-legends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2840804894602676006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2840804894602676006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/league-of-legends.html' title='League of legends'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-4051591026755776970</id><published>2010-11-14T00:09:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:38:09.482+11:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.... this seriously has been abandoned.</title><content type='html'>I have once again abandoned this blog.&lt;br /&gt;In this last post I mentioned that I'd blog about Katoomba and Engage Conference.&lt;br /&gt;It was hella cold. Windy.&lt;br /&gt;The talks were so good.. (although right now, I don't really remember what they were talking about.. although it's something to do with - Doing Good Works for God - something like that)&lt;br /&gt;I remember trecking it up a big ass hill aswell. Other than that.. I don't recall anything else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What have I been upto?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't remember. so dopey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2 weeks I leave to china. I'm so excited to be leaving Sydney for a whole month and use that time to explore! It's a shame that I'll be missing christmas in Sydney, but don't worry.. I'll be back for new years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankgod that I work... I feel so happy getting income and seeing my bank account full and enough to actually travel and I guess this is where the real journey starts.&lt;br /&gt;Over the last week, It's been really hot and I've somehow managed to spend alot of money on shopping for an early celebration of Christmas with the family. My family decided to have an early christmas because Dad wouldn't be around in December either as well as myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been catching up on 'The Hills' I really love this tv series and it's basically like Gossip Girl but I guess real life stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6PofThkRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/S-2zuidObrE/s1600/the_hills_cast_whitebg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539022517473218834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6PofThkRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/S-2zuidObrE/s320/the_hills_cast_whitebg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere last month, I got a new hair style. I'm finally Black haird. LOL (that just sounds weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6PoOOV2EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TTjCzM50Si4/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539022512888076354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6PoOOV2EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TTjCzM50Si4/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been introduced to League Of Legends. It's a crazy game thats similar to Dota and World Of Warcraft...(but doesn't beat HON and is WAYYY better than maple story.) I've became really fond of my Hero -ASHE- the frost archer. I still need to work on using her well. She's soo squishy and by that I mean she feeds other heros and is very easily targeted because Ashe is flimsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6Pn6xLj3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/e8hTSCWXzkM/s1600/Ashe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539022507665493874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6Pn6xLj3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/e8hTSCWXzkM/s320/Ashe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How's my social life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has really happened, I don't really do much except hang around with Wendy &amp;amp; Josh. But other days.. I've been with Callyn and I pretty much see her.. once..twice.. sometimes three times a week. I introduced her to my Youth Group and she really enjoys it. I'm glad that I have her as a christian friend that I've known since High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys&lt;/em&gt;? There's absolutely none. I'm soo damn happy. =) Yes, I made a few new guy friends but I don't think anything will happen.&lt;br /&gt;I've been also trying to surround myself with happy &amp;amp; positive people, it's getting there.&lt;br /&gt;Last night after youth group, Callyn and I met up with WipWop ( a new friend of mineee) and we rocked up at Brighton Le Sands for Ice Cream and sat on the beach.. It was sooo nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since summer is around the corner, I had done a spring clean in my closet. My closet still looks so damn full.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to head to the beach very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few months, I went back to Auckland and had an awesome time. Brandon and I learnt how to drive manual.&lt;br /&gt;Manda and I had our night life and I gotta compare Auckland clubs to Sydney Clubs..... Sydney Clubs is WAYYYY better.&lt;br /&gt;The real reason I had to go over there was to help out and take care of my grandma. It turns out that she has cancer. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here and actually try doing some posts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-4051591026755776970?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/4051591026755776970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/lol-this-seriously-has-been-abandoned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4051591026755776970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4051591026755776970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/11/lol-this-seriously-has-been-abandoned.html' title='LOL.... this seriously has been abandoned.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TN6PofThkRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/S-2zuidObrE/s72-c/the_hills_cast_whitebg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8458196800087892991</id><published>2010-09-02T15:11:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T15:14:05.778+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what's going on through my head?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Absolutely nothing. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know what to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't tell if I feel Happy or Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll blog soon about my weekend in Katoomba. Engage Conference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8458196800087892991?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8458196800087892991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-going-on-through-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8458196800087892991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8458196800087892991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-going-on-through-my-head.html' title='what&apos;s going on through my head?'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3243838991887587516</id><published>2010-08-23T12:53:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:28:35.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gossip Girl here. Your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattans elite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't wait for Gossip Girl to come back on TV in september. I've been watching season 2 and seriously have been falling inlove all over again with Chuck and Nate.&lt;br /&gt;I also love Blair Waldorf, she is amazing! I love how no one can stand in her way and how she revenges on people.&lt;br /&gt;I still hate Serena....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided I want my own Chuck Bass! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that takes me by suprise.. is FASION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508436779942049666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/THHmEQAkd4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/GHUPbIqhZFo/s400/gossip_girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find it interesting now, that asian boys.. don't attract me much anymore.. weird right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3243838991887587516?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3243838991887587516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/gossip-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3243838991887587516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3243838991887587516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/gossip-girl.html' title='Gossip Girl'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/THHmEQAkd4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/GHUPbIqhZFo/s72-c/gossip_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1308652652412151477</id><published>2010-08-22T14:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:29:11.692+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another chapter at its end.</title><content type='html'>..So..it finally reached the end of it's chapter in my story.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I can't cry. I &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be use to this already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1308652652412151477?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1308652652412151477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-chapter-at-its-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1308652652412151477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1308652652412151477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-chapter-at-its-end.html' title='Another chapter at its end.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-4841925553490706369</id><published>2010-08-11T16:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:21:16.729+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Junior!</title><content type='html'>I just want to share an MV, that made me so happy just watching it.&lt;br /&gt;It's soo cute! although Kibum and Kangin are missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super Junior - No Other(너 같은 사람 또 없어)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnMoDDbEccE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SnMoDDbEccE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-4841925553490706369?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/4841925553490706369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-junior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4841925553490706369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4841925553490706369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-junior.html' title='Super Junior!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8167796141156224942</id><published>2010-08-10T09:55:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T14:38:19.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night phone calls.</title><content type='html'>Last night, I spent my night at rage -- COMPLETE rage!&lt;br /&gt;A 20/21? year old boy who acts like a 2 year old girl, accused me for their stupid problem, for him trying to get his ex back, for trying to accuse a best friend which claimed that he and his ex are doing things behind his back and doesn't want to believe that they aint and Lastly, claiming i'm jealous of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like excuse mee?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....he sounds like another &lt;s&gt;wing&lt;/s&gt;*beeeep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense to me at all except the fact he is being a little whiny drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;What got me off the hook was him swearing at me, twisting everything, bitching at everything -- SOMETHING WHAT A GIRL WOULD DO.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously at complete rage that it came to the point where I had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two people who actually sat down with me and listened to my bullshit night was Tasie and Leif.&lt;br /&gt;I am really thankful to have them both because Leif being a sympathizer, knew where I was coming from and totally agreed with me -- it made me feel better that I wasn't the only one who thought *censoredname* was being an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasie, she's a doll. She's the type where if something like this or worst comes up..she deals with it calmly. Last night she told me to be calm, don't let it get to me and all these other things that I managed to listen and do. Soon enough I was so calm that I was like what the hell happened o.O&lt;br /&gt;She also showed me how there are other ways to deal with things that will make me the better person -- and I'm gonna work on that. Like vicky, I was also told to look at the positive side of things because it will make me feel happier.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the night chit chatting away till we ran out of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things I need to put into practice that Tasie and Vicky taught me.. it's going to be a challenge but I know that they know that I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very encouraging right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have people around me who pick me up and place me back up on my feet when I fall or just totally lose it. I'm greatful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I plan to bludge untill class starts at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8167796141156224942?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8167796141156224942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/late-night-phone-calls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8167796141156224942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8167796141156224942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/late-night-phone-calls.html' title='Late night phone calls.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3283182998287060759</id><published>2010-08-09T14:47:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:59:00.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming about snakes?</title><content type='html'>So.. a new update.. after so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having dreams about snakes lately and I wondered if it meant anything... so with the help of kev..we managed to find out the meaning..&lt;br /&gt;it said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream, signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening you. Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has no yet surfaced. The snake may also be seen as phallic and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality. The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted. As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom. It is indicative of self renewal and positive changes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting aye?&lt;br /&gt;These days I have been here and there doing random things. I've even bought a fighting fish.&lt;br /&gt;I have started a new korean drama called "Cinderella Sister", it's got taecyeon in it..LOVE LOVE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3283182998287060759?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3283182998287060759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreaming-about-snakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3283182998287060759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3283182998287060759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreaming-about-snakes.html' title='Dreaming about snakes?'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2810352915812193675</id><published>2010-06-28T23:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:21:33.287+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Hey everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Another long time and no blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Things I need to update you on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Seeing Kev quite alot and BSG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hanging with Vicky almost once or twice every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Seeing my beautiful tasie and getting hair done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;SALES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Ice skating with ICY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Needing to see her girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;Costume shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;These days, I have been seeing Kevin alot --no, it's not the ex-boyfriend asian kevin.. it's the non-asian kevin. &lt;em&gt;How did I meet him?&lt;/em&gt;  5 years ago when Vicky invited Dyan and I to his place for a few drinks because her ex-boyfriend (but boyfriend at the time) is kevs best friend. I don't exactly remember why it had to be his place. Anyways, so I met him and then eventually throughout the night it was him and I somewhere by ourselves for abit and I was attaching pegs to his face etc. because we tried to break some record.. we failed. For about 4 years after, we totally stopped talking -- I don't know why and just recently there was a musical, Vicky invited me and Dan invited Kevin..and then BANG! we met again.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and I seriously thought we were gonna have a shit time watching the musical. BUT it was good. Time went by and we got to know eachother again and here we are as good friends --now Master (me) and slave (him). I've been spending time with him these days and he introduced me to BSG -- &lt;strong&gt;Battle Star Galactica&lt;/strong&gt;, at first only one thing crossed my mind. &lt;strong&gt;NERD.&lt;/strong&gt; But in the end, I actually kinda liked it. I saw him yesterday, seeing him tomorrow and he's taking me shopping at parramatta on thursday, am I seeing him too much? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so happy being around him.. he's so entertaining. I'm kinda scared though..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's very sweet, kind, cuddly, has a good sense of humor, farkingg tall, does anything I say --because I'm his master.  Good Friend he is. &lt;em&gt;I really hope he stays around, be there for me and and continue to write and be in the chapters of my life.. and not.. leave. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've also been seeing Vicky once or twice a week. It amazes me that we have been friends for years and now we're like best friends. She and I usually go out for a few drinks or organise a get together with the boys -- josh, dan and kev. Recently we had a get together at her place to watch the soccer and yeah drink. I'm seeing her tomorrow before Kev to watch Toy Story 3 ! in 3D. I can't wait I'm literally so GEEEDD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After so long, I finally met up with TASIE! damn she's still gorgeous as ever. We got our hair done at Takeshi in the city near Market City. We literally spent 5 hours there and it didn't even feel like it! We spent over $100 for a hair cut, dye and shoving a chunk of blonde somewhere in our hair. The hair dressers there are soo nice and CUTE! Just before Class and Judo, we ate korean food for dinner and had our awesome girl talks hehe. LOVE YOU TASSIE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TCijnvbWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/L_MtF2we1M4/s1600/28437_434345199702_538434702_5776266_7342645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487816049092376562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TCijnvbWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/L_MtF2we1M4/s320/28437_434345199702_538434702_5776266_7342645_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TCijnDDXFqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kAEd4C_AyDQ/s1600/IMG_0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487816037180577442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TCijnDDXFqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kAEd4C_AyDQ/s320/IMG_0505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love the most is when everywhere has their half year financial sales! so far, I have bought so much stuff from Diva. I also got a new dress and leather jacket. omgosh.. Too much things to list.. from bras &amp;amp; underwear to dresses and winter jackets.. it's crazy! although it's killing my wallet and I'm suppose to be saving for China in december! and Yet.. i'm still contiinue to shop. I'm still continuing to drive and get my hours up so I can go for my P's asap.&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember that when I go shopping this thursday with kevin, I have to buy red heels and red material for a costume party! and guess what I'm going as... SAILOR MARS. yes, I think it's gonna be awkward and stuff but it's okay.. I can't believe that I still manage to keep this costume since year 12. I'm gonna modify it this time.. make it more pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, I had ice skating with ICY - Youth group. It was soooo fun! so much people from youth went and it suprised me how much people from youth could skate! I stacked it once trying to catch Huy and Thang -- I'll never chase them again because they are too fast.&lt;br /&gt;It got tiring after a while and my ankles hurt.. got blisters too. =( Before ice skating, I met up with wendy in the city, more shopping and crashed the apple store to replace earphones and check out the ipads.. which ain't really that great.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night after ice skating, Kevin crashed my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm on holidays, I really need to catch up with Callyn, Sadie, Laura and Vivs! oh I miss them so much and I literally don't remember the last time I caught up with them. These girls are one of the awesome people to be around and I really really need to see them!&lt;br /&gt;Callyn is moving to revesby soon, I can't wait to see her new house with a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is all.. I'm starting to become lazy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2810352915812193675?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2810352915812193675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2810352915812193675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2810352915812193675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TCijnvbWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/L_MtF2we1M4/s72-c/28437_434345199702_538434702_5776266_7342645_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-3610845601566091705</id><published>2010-06-22T03:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T03:10:12.249+10:00</updated><title type='text'>how do i feel right now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Screwed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-3610845601566091705?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/3610845601566091705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-do-i-feel-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3610845601566091705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/3610845601566091705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-do-i-feel-right-now.html' title='how do i feel right now?'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8423365265521853756</id><published>2010-06-12T13:14:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:23:00.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>whOoosaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love watching Bad Boys 2.. it's friggen the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched Iron Man 2.. twice! once with Huy (the first day it came out) and then with Kevin (the last person on EARTH to ever see it). Now I feel like dragging him out to watch sex and the city 2 with me because I watched Iron Man 2 with him when no one else wanted to see it. I heard that Prince of Persia was good..has anyone seen it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I drove to Roselands with mum and my sister, I got nice Nike shoes and Adidas bag.&lt;br /&gt;Then I had youth group and I was suprised to see everyone because for the past weeks everyone has been slacking off in goin.. but yesterday everyone was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sort post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my photo of the month! Nickhun.. sucha angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8423365265521853756?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8423365265521853756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/whooosaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8423365265521853756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8423365265521853756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/whooosaaa.html' title='whOoosaaa'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1270394781273098464</id><published>2010-06-08T14:01:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:21:56.168+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Diving! and night out with Vicky, Dan, Kev &amp; Josh!</title><content type='html'>I slept over wendys place to watch Josh and Wendy Skydive!Had an early morning at 5:30am... and made our way to picton. It was so awesome to see everyone jump off the plane.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do skydiving cos I didn't have a ticket but for sure next time I'll be going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJK20jkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cEuqppqZUgk/s1600/27696_10150215161685010_673880009_12714313_7400135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248684857036354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJK20jkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cEuqppqZUgk/s320/27696_10150215161685010_673880009_12714313_7400135_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BIvtBt9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I62JehQfVbw/s1600/27696_10150215161825010_673880009_12714329_3646106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248677568198610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BIvtBt9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/I62JehQfVbw/s320/27696_10150215161825010_673880009_12714329_3646106_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, I met up with Vicky and Dan at 6pm and we headed off to subway for dinner where Josh worked and get our discounts!&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we picked up kev and made our way to see a show in bankstown. Honestly I never knew we could watch shows and stuff at bankstown townhall.&lt;br /&gt;The musical was called "Dusty Springfield" and literally I thought it was going to be shit and dodgy and did plan to youtube with kev because he didn't seem all that interested and geed for the play compared to vicky and dan. To my suprise.. the musical was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;The musical was about a young women who strived to be a famous musician like marilyn manroe and stuff. She did become that sucessful in the end, become a lesbian but had to hide it because supposedly shes catholic and her parents were abit weird and so she had a male companion as her cover up. She went through being an alcholic and then suffered a disease and then died.&lt;br /&gt;After the show Kev, Vicky and I stayed back for abit to greet some people who were in the musical whilst Dan went to get the car.&lt;br /&gt;We crashed Joshs place for a few drinks and a few movies and it was HELLA cold because Joshs room was literally the garage and I got so scared because red back spiders and stuff end up crawling in there. What scarred me the most was that Josh had TWO pet snakes that lived right next to his bedroom!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a photo of Dan &amp;amp; Vicky holding one of the snakes..seriously I was soo friggen scared.. terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJqAJJGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/r1U9RD0rYs8/s1600/30300_428380176263_767351263_5600261_6345279_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248693217633378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJqAJJGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/r1U9RD0rYs8/s320/30300_428380176263_767351263_5600261_6345279_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJacqa_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6nmBgz5DRu8/s1600/30300_428380161263_767351263_5600258_8096306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248689042287602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJacqa_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6nmBgz5DRu8/s320/30300_428380161263_767351263_5600258_8096306_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a nice photo of Vicky and I.. after soo long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BTalibhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZaZnkE_fQUQ/s1600/30300_428382306263_767351263_5600460_5742211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248860878204434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BTalibhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZaZnkE_fQUQ/s320/30300_428382306263_767351263_5600460_5742211_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and Yes..because it was so cold.. i had the blanket..shared between Kev, Vicky and I..Josh is in the Background. aha wheres dan? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BS6YkZWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XIGFR6Zq6r0/s1600/30300_428380341263_767351263_5600285_4031211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248852233872738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BS6YkZWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XIGFR6Zq6r0/s320/30300_428380341263_767351263_5600285_4031211_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few drinks, we were all so damn hungry that we decided to grab kebabs so dan and kev went out to get them and I was getting paranoid about spiders and was recovering from the snakes lol.&lt;br /&gt;At 3am Dan and Kev walked me home.. aint they the sweetest? they even attempted piggy backing me...but I felt so weird because of my weight issues.&lt;br /&gt;The next day I didn't wake up in time for church.. I didnt even drink much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1270394781273098464?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1270394781273098464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-slept-over-wendys-place-to-watch-josh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1270394781273098464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1270394781273098464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-slept-over-wendys-place-to-watch-josh.html' title='Sky Diving! and night out with Vicky, Dan, Kev &amp; Josh!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TA3BJK20jkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cEuqppqZUgk/s72-c/27696_10150215161685010_673880009_12714313_7400135_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5354792428829498091</id><published>2010-05-30T19:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:03:06.702+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...previously.</title><content type='html'>So yes.. where was I upto?&lt;br /&gt;Leif.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Seoulria together with Casey and Rebecca after he had met up with me after class. He is funny and so easy to talk to, that he perfectly got along with my friends!&lt;br /&gt;In my last entry, as you saw I had to crash adrians place for a movie hence I had to end my blog ther. (Then got lazy to finnish it after so long!)&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Tiernan came by to my place at around 6:30pm and we drove to Adrians to watch Gladiator. Ate Indian food for dinner. Drew was there as well.. it was nice to see him that day and i'm actually getting use to seeing him every now and then. Flying from Melbourne to Sydney. He drove me home that night as well because Josh rode his bike and I didn't realise that when he picked me up with Tiernan..it was Adrians car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ani had her 21st and Graduation the Monday after movie night. It was so nice but at the same time I was dissapointed because not everyone mingled with eachother but, instead stayed in their own group. It was still fun after all and we had to do a speech for Ani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot!: Girls from Youth/Church ..and Stuart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476994120276608370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TAIxIk_9hXI/AAAAAAAAADE/XCpnTVYqVTs/s320/30753_432113287666_595587666_6072707_5338836_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I have been so sick to the core! Fevering all the time, throwing up whatever I eat -- I still throw up when I don't eat anything at all! So for the meantime I've been staying at home and it has been one of the most killer feelings that I have felt in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad fully grounded me till I recover.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had to miss vickys 21st birthday! --Dear..I'm so sorry. This is the first year that I didn't rock up to her birthday. After knowing her for about 6-7 years.&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing since I'm sick and at home?&lt;br /&gt;I've been resting in bed watching movies...the last movie I watched was New Moon - &lt;b&gt;TEAM JACOB!&lt;/b&gt; -- &lt;em&gt;Do you find it sad that in the movie I'm &lt;u&gt;team Jacob&lt;/u&gt; but in the book I'm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;team Edward&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been doing some house work for mum, moving around so I don't become a lazy tubby. I attempted Sausage and Meatball casserole for my parents last night, not bad for a first timer!&lt;br /&gt;I perfected making pancakes from scratch as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also managed to get tickets to China in december. I'm so geed.&lt;br /&gt;I better end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5354792428829498091?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5354792428829498091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/previously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5354792428829498091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5354792428829498091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/previously.html' title='...previously.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/TAIxIk_9hXI/AAAAAAAAADE/XCpnTVYqVTs/s72-c/30753_432113287666_595587666_6072707_5338836_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-2709380068227413653</id><published>2010-05-15T16:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:24:07.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my laziness of blogging</title><content type='html'>I've totaly become so damn lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;How am I these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mixed emotions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been feeling happy and then angry/sad the next it's crazy! I don't know why it's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I got so angry at Huy for being 1 hr late --kept me waiting in glorea jeans in World Square! I was hoping to run into jewbag but turns out he got fired! haha and now he is crying like a baby --boohooooo. When Huy finally arrived, he said his sorrys and just sat and talked to me for abit, he then took me to watch Iron Man 2 and it was AWESOME. Scarlett Joahanson is so PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we caught up with Shinji at Galaxy who was sitting on the street fighter machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also rocked up to tempes athletics? carnival and damn the teachers really don't know their own students! I passed off as a student with flying colors haha. but nuh nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being a little upset for the past few days.. Huy won me toys. Honestly the kid knows me well. Toys do cheer me up besides perving on those ridiculously hot famous korean people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-47YpBR46I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rqB1pWqEQyM/s1600/IMG_0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471375891815850914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-47YpBR46I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rqB1pWqEQyM/s320/IMG_0459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've also met up with LEIF! after tafe. He's such a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. I'll be right back...  apparently I gotta go to Adrians right now T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-2709380068227413653?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/2709380068227413653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-laziness-of-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2709380068227413653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/2709380068227413653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-laziness-of-blogging.html' title='my laziness of blogging'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-47YpBR46I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rqB1pWqEQyM/s72-c/IMG_0459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1122715904135773221</id><published>2010-05-09T22:02:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:11:46.945+10:00</updated><title type='text'>without words.</title><content type='html'>I should have done that&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;should have ignored it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like something i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;shouldn't have looked at you at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have run away&lt;br /&gt;I should have acted like i didn't hear it&lt;br /&gt;like something I couldn't hear.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have listened to love at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word , &lt;em&gt;you let me know love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;em&gt;you gave me love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me even hold your breath but you ran away like this&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love leaves me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love tossed me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I say next?&lt;br /&gt;my closed lips were surprised on their own&lt;br /&gt;coming without any words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why does it hurts so much?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why does it hurts continuously ?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that&lt;strong&gt; i can't see you anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you are not here anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it's the same as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word , you let me know love&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, you gave me love&lt;br /&gt;You made me even hold of your breath but you ran away like this&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, love leaves me&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, love tossed me away&lt;br /&gt;What should I say next?&lt;br /&gt;My closed lips were surprised on their own&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;em&gt;tears fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;em&gt;my heart breaks down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without a word, i waited for love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without a word, love hurts me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I zoned out. I became a&lt;u&gt; fool&lt;/u&gt; because I cry looking at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farewell finds me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, &lt;em&gt;the end comes to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think my heart was surprised to send you away without any preparations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came without a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a word, it comes and leaves&lt;br /&gt;Like the fever before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maybe all I need to do is endure the hurt for a while&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the end, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only scars are left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Park Shin Hye "&lt;em&gt;without words" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the translations of this song that she sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1122715904135773221?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1122715904135773221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/without-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1122715904135773221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1122715904135773221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/without-words.html' title='without words.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-530266164170172193</id><published>2010-05-08T14:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:26:18.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>canoeing</title><content type='html'>not much to say..so ill post photos that FINALLY got uploaded by tracey =)&lt;br /&gt;We didn't take any photos when we were in the canoe because it was very dangerous --by that i mean.. we can fall outta the canoe and into the water.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;...and we did...three times.&lt;br /&gt;1st crash was.. we smashed into rehan,anthony and josh..&lt;br /&gt;2nd &amp;amp; 3rd crash.. was all adrians doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmkyHHOGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPcQCYWxtbw/s1600/28364_427945956048_547251048_5650559_5293899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749367135909986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmkyHHOGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPcQCYWxtbw/s320/28364_427945956048_547251048_5650559_5293899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-Tmkc-P38I/AAAAAAAAACs/VljJhNrLdJA/s1600/28364_427945946048_547251048_5650557_1090983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749361461583810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-Tmkc-P38I/AAAAAAAAACs/VljJhNrLdJA/s320/28364_427945946048_547251048_5650557_1090983_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-Tmj0Mz1AI/AAAAAAAAACk/fKAoF7aFdJk/s1600/28364_427945916048_547251048_5650553_8118586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749350516806658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-Tmj0Mz1AI/AAAAAAAAACk/fKAoF7aFdJk/s320/28364_427945916048_547251048_5650553_8118586_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmjSK8GsI/AAAAAAAAACc/mJOLQTf8aTw/s1600/28364_427945891048_547251048_5650550_365577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749341382154946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmjSK8GsI/AAAAAAAAACc/mJOLQTf8aTw/s320/28364_427945891048_547251048_5650550_365577_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmR4wd3fI/AAAAAAAAACU/FPyllwctsDo/s1600/28364_427945886048_547251048_5650549_4511470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749042502458866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmR4wd3fI/AAAAAAAAACU/FPyllwctsDo/s320/28364_427945886048_547251048_5650549_4511470_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmRstbQmI/AAAAAAAAACM/XV5PY2tmrZc/s1600/28364_427945881048_547251048_5650548_5595168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749039268479586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmRstbQmI/AAAAAAAAACM/XV5PY2tmrZc/s320/28364_427945881048_547251048_5650548_5595168_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmRGqpm2I/AAAAAAAAACE/1RSSrFBUHew/s1600/28364_427945871048_547251048_5650547_4187980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749029056289634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmRGqpm2I/AAAAAAAAACE/1RSSrFBUHew/s320/28364_427945871048_547251048_5650547_4187980_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmQHqdpsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6w3A9xmqGbs/s1600/28364_427945841048_547251048_5650544_1554424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749012144072386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmQHqdpsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6w3A9xmqGbs/s320/28364_427945841048_547251048_5650544_1554424_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmQmbY8RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Tgk3VLdFVF0/s1600/28364_427945856048_547251048_5650546_6115029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468749020402348306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmQmbY8RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Tgk3VLdFVF0/s320/28364_427945856048_547251048_5650546_6115029_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been hanging with Huy alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-530266164170172193?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/530266164170172193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/canoeing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/530266164170172193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/530266164170172193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/05/canoeing.html' title='canoeing'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S-TmkyHHOGI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vPcQCYWxtbw/s72-c/28364_427945956048_547251048_5650559_5293899_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1531210875640571168</id><published>2010-04-25T15:27:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T15:31:45.912+10:00</updated><title type='text'>anzac weekenddd</title><content type='html'>Yep.. still sick as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sat at home all day watching "You're beautiful"..what can I say...&lt;br /&gt;It's soo mad! i love the drama. Even though I managed to finnish the whole series in a day and half... I still managed to wake up for church on time -- fell asleep twice during the service.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog about today.... I'm getting tired of typing out random things on here...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going cannoeing tomorrow and I hope that the weather would be good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1531210875640571168?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1531210875640571168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/anzac-weekenddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1531210875640571168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1531210875640571168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/anzac-weekenddd.html' title='anzac weekenddd'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1301535556617248684</id><published>2010-04-22T23:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:04:59.259+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons learnt.</title><content type='html'>So, I'm currently reading a book "A young woman afer God's own heart" and basically it's about how we as a person can practically put a few teachings and morals into Action.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suprised the that author Elizabeth George can write what we go through during life --drama, friends, family etc. It's literally like whatever we have been/going through..she's already experienced it and therefore had written advice on how we should cope with it all from a christian point of view.&lt;br /&gt;There were two chapters that touched me and it was about Love and Choosing your friends wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trust, always hopes, always preserveres. &lt;em&gt;1st Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not an emotion, but an action. Love is the things we do and hold back from doing. And love is a decision. Love is an act of will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can be used in so many different ways but it's upto us to decide how we want to show it towards people. We should bare in mind that Love isn't for selfish deeds or selfish desires.&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me these days because in reality some people are so blinded or lusted in love that they don't realise that the other is using them to get their satisication in materialistic things. Sacrificing their friends just because the other doesn't like them is another issue ,and for some reason they don't seem to realise that one day when it's all over they ain't gonna have no one on their side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choosing your friends wisely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must agree that &lt;em&gt;It's better to have no friends than to have the wrong friends. &lt;/em&gt;It takes time for your real friends to come and so it's been said "&lt;em&gt;hold on to your innocence and character and hold out for the friendships with those who make you a better person rather than grasping onto someone/people just to have a friend"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three types of friend's in like and come to think of it thats all I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those who pull you down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those who pull you along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those who pull you up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've learnt that when you pick your friends, you are picking your future. So we should choose our friends with care because eventually we become what they are.&lt;br /&gt;A friend loves at all time. This is a friend who sticks closer than a brother (or sister).&lt;em&gt; Proverbs 17:17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loyalty is the most endearing and enduring quality between two (or more) friends.&lt;br /&gt;A good friend would have to be:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Understanding &lt;/u&gt;-- keeping no records of wrongs and by that it means true friends don't get upset over stupid things for eg. Time passes and theres no contact, when you spend time with someone else, you don't want to talk about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;True friends should understand and support eachothers commitments and responsibility. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Honest and be attentive&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- &lt;/em&gt;One of the most richest blessing of a solid friendship. Many people that you come across in life will criticize you but very few will be honest in their concern for you and speak to you face to face (not via email or letter!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;A constant encourager.&lt;/u&gt; -- that's pretty straight forward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;A person who doesn't use you to get what they want from you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm.. I've spoken so much about choosing your friends wisely and not much on love. But what I've written...well learnt about Love pretty much speaks for itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I had my korean test and damn it was so hard and confusing. I hope that I passed.&lt;br /&gt;I also went with mum and my sister to Commonwealth Bank to open up an account there before I left for TAFE.&lt;br /&gt;This morning when I woke up at 11:30AM, I've just missed the hot plumber boys who were fixing our toilets and yet one of our toilets is still broken and I thankgod that in my house we have TWO toilets. Mum told me they will be coming back tommorrow, so hopefully I can wake up in time just to have a little..look. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I'm still a tad sick and my throat has gone back to being sore. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1301535556617248684?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1301535556617248684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/lessons-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1301535556617248684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1301535556617248684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/lessons-learnt.html' title='Lessons learnt.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-476219717858305297</id><published>2010-04-20T22:57:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:14:27.888+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Without U - 2PM</title><content type='html'>Check out 2PM's new mv. I think it's pretty hot that they dance in the rain in singlets and have muscles popping out and Taecyeon ripping off his shirt. Khun's rap is pretty kool although I'm trying to decide if i like the song or not.. &lt;em&gt;"i'm going to be okay.. without youu" "everything happens for a reason..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="550"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qr9zPMOhwhU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qr9zPMOhwhU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Over the holidays I made sushi and I managed to find a photo of it and my poor dog looking abit sad because he couldn't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend when I met up with BGK... I reunited with my.. son GEMIN! aka. Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S82llogtIAI/AAAAAAAAABk/bpl8ZhTovhg/s1600/IMG_0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462203989018615810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S82llogtIAI/AAAAAAAAABk/bpl8ZhTovhg/s320/IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S82n_5HglDI/AAAAAAAAABs/Cw2i68Vsaos/s1600/DSCF3720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462206639176193074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S82n_5HglDI/AAAAAAAAABs/Cw2i68Vsaos/s320/DSCF3720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tonight I had my first day back into Korean class and it felt the same really. I'm really happy that I got a revision sheet for Thursdays exam --which is totaly going to be a killer!&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time.. nothing interesting is happening in life.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-476219717858305297?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/476219717858305297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/without-u-2pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/476219717858305297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/476219717858305297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/without-u-2pm.html' title='Without U - 2PM'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S82llogtIAI/AAAAAAAAABk/bpl8ZhTovhg/s72-c/IMG_0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-4131897723820704863</id><published>2010-04-19T10:40:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:30:24.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Week of being sickk</title><content type='html'>I'm becoming sooo lazy to blog these days..&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been sick. It started off with a small hayfever and then BANG..here I end up with the flu.&lt;br /&gt;So during my days of getting better, I had to miss going out with TAFE friends for dinner up in the city, miss shopping with Vivz and Tasie and most of all...NOT study.&lt;br /&gt;I had to eat heaps of congee -- which I'm already sick of! I felt soo dead!&lt;br /&gt;As I managed to get a little better before Friday, I decided to attend Keiths &amp;amp; Eugene's Birthday. It was so good to see everyone again although everyone got so drunk at the resurant lol. I left early because I was super tired and Mike was nice enough to drive me home too -- I was orginally planning to go with Caroline but she was leaving later.&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday that passed, I was going to attend Vivienne's 18TH at sanctuary! but Callyn called me and told me to accompany her at some random guys 18th Birthday first and then I could head over to sanctuary afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;So as a good friend I did and shit I was suprised. Her friends -- Nasser &amp;amp; Joey and Callyn rocked up at my place to pick me up to drive to the city. Joey is one hella crazy driver! but all in all.. Nasser and Joey are one of the nicest lebos I've met in my whole life =), although I felt like I was going to die in Joeys car and I'm suprised he didn't get caught by the cops for excessive speeding. vRoOoommm&lt;br /&gt;We had a few drinks and hanged around the city for abit. By the time it hit 12am.. I wanted to rock up at sanctuary but tables turned. =( Callyn was totally off her face and she wanted to go home and was actually going to treck it home by herself. I freaked out cos she couldn't exactly walk straight and the rest didn't want to leave the city cos it was too early, so instead of going Sanctuary to Viviennes... I trecked it home with Callyn so she wasn't by herself dead.&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I got punished and got more sick..when I was almost recovering!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church, I looked like a massive loner cos I was sitting by myself because HUY dogged me for stuart! after church I rocked up at Kongs with Huy and played a few games and movies.. man I'm sorta starting to get use to Street Fighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm slightly pissed at my own mother because she expects me to do all the technology based stuff for her! She even wakes me up early to friggen fix her damn mistake on the friggen computer. &lt;em&gt;Seriously.. how can you NOT know how to use the scanner?&lt;/em&gt; everytime I try to teach her something, she gets all spastic and impatient that in the end it makes me angry and frustrated. &lt;u&gt;she refuses to learn something new ALL THE TIME!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;is this a generation X thing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what the hell would she do if I never existed. Fucking it gives me the shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I never existed&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that ran through my head yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss D heaps.. his company and stuff. I havn't talked to him in like 2 weeks..possibly more? I guess we have been busy with work and stuff..iono..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing for sure.. we ain't the same anymore...&lt;/em&gt;but life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;A few songs I wanna share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="245" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NXSPX9tD2R0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NXSPX9tD2R0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="245" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cd7BiQbG6Xg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cd7BiQbG6Xg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="245" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8pnH_wcmYc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y8pnH_wcmYc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-4131897723820704863?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/4131897723820704863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-of-being-sickk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4131897723820704863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/4131897723820704863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-of-being-sickk.html' title='Week of being sickk'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1611983613674742281</id><published>2010-04-09T21:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:33:53.847+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things i purchased online... lol</title><content type='html'>so.. to cheer myself up.. I did abit of online shopping!&lt;br /&gt;it's sooo ADDICTIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like the dress..somehow it reminds me of GOSSIP GIRL -- On Blair Waldorf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$31.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458095938889841778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NVpOH_HI/AAAAAAAAABE/rDQUXx7CWDQ/s320/L_p1022098569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed a belt..and decided this would do.. $8 in Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458095944756147618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NV_EwtaI/AAAAAAAAABM/eey24nJQlek/s320/24856_102913483075037_100000691561439_82186_7403701_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to CAROLINE..she gave me this site to purchase contacts! ^^&lt;br /&gt;$22 Tear Grey (but the picture is showing brown..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458095956110897554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NWpX8cZI/AAAAAAAAABU/HnGJnYBqPFU/s320/Picture3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;DID NOT&lt;/strong&gt; buy these....but it's on my shopping list!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it pretty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NXEalcKI/AAAAAAAAABc/fdXjcUp8yCo/s1600/25449_105156862841470_100000414714528_135810_4461535_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458095963369730210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NXEalcKI/AAAAAAAAABc/fdXjcUp8yCo/s320/25449_105156862841470_100000414714528_135810_4461535_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to woolworths tonight, spent $130 on groceries! I thought I should help the family out..so I decided to pay for it all. On the upside..atleast we have food in the house now and that we won't be starving.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I got a job and am getting payed..feels sooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shopping and Chocolate...is &lt;u&gt;definately&lt;/u&gt; a way to make a girl feel better and not think about the dramas in her life!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1611983613674742281?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1611983613674742281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-things-i-purchased-online-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1611983613674742281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1611983613674742281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/few-things-i-purchased-online-lol.html' title='A few things i purchased online... lol'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S78NVpOH_HI/AAAAAAAAABE/rDQUXx7CWDQ/s72-c/L_p1022098569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5628924627250930674</id><published>2010-04-08T17:02:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:37:28.534+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for the truthh</title><content type='html'>Ok..so i admit... &lt;strong&gt;I am not NATURALLY happy these days&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes faking smiles, ALWAYS pretending that nothing is wrong, sneaking a cry when no one is looking yet hiding it behind my 'happy face' when there are people around.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to understand completely why I feel heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday at church for the Easter Service, Pastor Gauder mentioned&lt;br /&gt;"your &lt;em&gt;heart starts pounding so fast when you meet someone you really like and you feel like you can't breathe because you're heart is going like 1000km/hr" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he ends up calling my name infront of the whole church and asked me if that was true.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart sank.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at lunch.. he even asked me when was the last time I felt that and have I ever felt that before.. damn I was sure embarrissed because.. you wouldn't guess who was there when he asked. Yep..you know who..LOL. GG. PWNED.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously..&lt;strong&gt;I lied&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;"last time I felt that was 4 years ago...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The honest truth:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A few months ago...once upon a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tasie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strong, Super Brave, Doesn't take no ones shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I admire her so much because she's still standing strong after all that she went through and she doesn't let anyone take her down!&lt;br /&gt;If I was in that position...definately would be shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;says..I should be like Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else breaks my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family.&lt;/em&gt; Even though not everyones family is perfect...mine feels like war..24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos,&lt;br /&gt;I find it interesting that sometimes when people go to another place out of Sydney for ages, they sometimes come back a different person .. most of the time it's worst... like take joey for example.. super nice kid who went to thailand and came back 1 month later.. the biggest fagg tb everyone hates haha. no seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And some.. &lt;em&gt;well it isn't the same anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5628924627250930674?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5628924627250930674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-for-truthh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5628924627250930674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5628924627250930674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-for-truthh.html' title='Time for the truthh'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-7425633660017510410</id><published>2010-04-06T14:44:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:27:45.155+10:00</updated><title type='text'>song &amp; for vivz =}</title><content type='html'>This song gives me alot of memories.. good ones I mean because this song is what me and kevin lexxii sang 4 years ago!!! and for the mean time I really do think it relates... ohh the memories! I even sang this to Erntasha last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABcwrVGsygM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABcwrVGsygM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the couple are walkin` by&lt;br /&gt;Feel like I&lt;br /&gt;Don`t wanna be alone today&lt;br /&gt;So glad no one can see what I hide&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to be&lt;br /&gt;The girl who never gets the right guy&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why&lt;br /&gt;When there`s so much I`ve got to give&lt;br /&gt;I wake up reaching out in the night&lt;br /&gt;Ready to hold him tight&lt;br /&gt;`Til I realize&lt;br /&gt;That nobody is there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it be me?&lt;br /&gt;When will I be the one&lt;br /&gt;Somebody`s dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;When`s it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;When will I find my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lyin` inside the arms&lt;br /&gt;That never let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`d really like to know&lt;br /&gt;When will it be me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends seem to have all the love&lt;br /&gt;(Feels like love.)&lt;br /&gt;Knocks on their door and walks right in&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am worthy of what I`ve been wishing for&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait no more&lt;br /&gt;Love`s nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling his tender touch&lt;br /&gt;(Lying in his arms.)&lt;br /&gt;Talkin` bout forever together&lt;br /&gt;Givin` him all of my love&lt;br /&gt;That`s been trying to break free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don`t wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;I`m telling you what I need&lt;br /&gt;I want someone who loves me for me&lt;br /&gt;And when will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself&lt;br /&gt;When will it be me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;So at the moment I have told &lt;u&gt;Vivz&lt;/u&gt; that I would do some ranting for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PEOPLE WHO CAN'T MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is with people and back stabbing? seriously can't you mind your own business? We find it really immature to go telling other people --(who &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; don't have anything to do with the situation!) about something that shouldn't be talked about at all. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;For example.&lt;br /&gt;Your so called 'best friend' goes telling your own mother the shit you SUPPOSEDLY do and over exaggerates the story, twists and turns here and there to make it look like they're the good one.&lt;br /&gt;And literally they wern't there at the time the situation happened...so they're just assuming without asking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another classic example that is the most pain in the ass is when people start teasing, talking and telling things to the &lt;u&gt;WRONG&lt;/u&gt; people.. seriously 3 words.. &lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE AN IDIOT.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're smart... you don't go telling or gossiping to other people who are good friends with the other person cause if you do...seriously thats just starting shit.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when this happens, people don't realise &lt;em&gt;how much&lt;/em&gt; it effects the people involved in the situation and usually it effects the friendship or relationship between one another. Most of the time it's a really bad effect. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between both Vivs and I.. because of this shit happening to the both of us (but different scenario).. one of us is left heart broken and we're both cranky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lovely words from dear Vivs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a Life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mind your own business.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be jealous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jealousy ruins you in the end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-7425633660017510410?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/7425633660017510410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-for-vivz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7425633660017510410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7425633660017510410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-for-vivz.html' title='song &amp; for vivz =}'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8731187623798849958</id><published>2010-04-02T16:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:38:32.328+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr</title><content type='html'>HAPPY ~ EASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back when I feel calmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8731187623798849958?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8731187623798849958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/rawr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8731187623798849958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8731187623798849958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/04/rawr.html' title='rawr'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5681681990549124643</id><published>2010-03-29T21:03:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:57:34.106+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes from the word.. etc..</title><content type='html'>Okay, after last nights story I guess I have calmed down from it..&lt;br /&gt;Something I want to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set and example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-1 Timothy 4:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;- James 1:19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against one of your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Leviticus 19:18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is a few verses thats important to me.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S: &lt;/strong&gt;How do I feel right now? &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5681681990549124643?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5681681990549124643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-timothy-412.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5681681990549124643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5681681990549124643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/1-timothy-412.html' title='Quotes from the word.. etc..'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-8706138134750268784</id><published>2010-03-28T18:30:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:17:54.796+11:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story.</title><content type='html'>Today, I heard this funny story. Here is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;So there is this girl.&lt;br /&gt;She's two faced, manipulative, pretend's to be all mature and innocent, think's &lt;u&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/u&gt; loves her and that &lt;u&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/u&gt; is about her, a backstabber and most of all...a gold digger.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't want to grow up, she's still living in high school even though she's currently how many years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the size of her brain, she still believes that gossip and backstabbing are the only two things to live for, and not to have a career &lt;em&gt;(instead live off rich fags and make them buy her whatever satisifies her)&lt;/em&gt; and actually do something with her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she pretends to be all mature and innocent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretending&lt;/em&gt; to have full respect for parents and doing stuff for them, claims she hasn't fucked around --when really she has and everyone knows, claims to &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; be the victim when she's in the wrong and she knows it and &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; making it the other person's fault in every situation.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, she thinks she's always right.&lt;br /&gt;She always talk bullshit to others so that it turns them against one another so that in the end they will be her friend and on her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kinda people really makes me feel sorry for them and in some way it's really funny because they are really immature and they don't seem to realise how much people disslike them. Another sad thing that I have come to realise when I heard this was that they will never have proper friends that will show them a proper friendship, instead they will be around with people who are just like them and take advantage and abuse the so called "friendship".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the advice given after the mini story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"she should just build a bridge and get over the fact that she can never make proper friends because of how she is"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must honestly agree with this peice of advice. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Last night I was suppose to go to sanctuary but it was an epic fail...unorganised that most people in the end had to pay =( I lined up for 1 and half hrs and the line wasn't even moving. So then Tiernan,Vicky and I moved to Fusion.. honestly it's okay but I had the best drinks! it tasted like lolliessss!&lt;br /&gt;I also made a friend and he's half Russian and half French, pretty facinating huh? I think he is into me but i don't know.. for now I feel like im cheating even though im still single !&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-8706138134750268784?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/8706138134750268784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8706138134750268784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/8706138134750268784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-story.html' title='True Story.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-1768728124328706621</id><published>2010-03-26T12:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:13:10.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The 7 things I hate about you.</title><content type='html'>I probably shouldn't say this&lt;br /&gt;But at times I get so scared&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the previous&lt;br /&gt;Relationship we've shared&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome but we lost it&lt;br /&gt;It's not possible for me not to care&lt;br /&gt;Now we're standing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;But nothin's ever gonna change until you hear, my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you&lt;br /&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure&lt;br /&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which side to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your friends they're jerks&lt;br /&gt;And when you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awkward and it's silent&lt;br /&gt;As I wait for you to say&lt;br /&gt;What I need to hear now&lt;br /&gt;Your sincere apologyAnd when you mean it,&lt;br /&gt;I'll believe itIf you text it, I'll delete it&lt;br /&gt;Let's be clear&lt;br /&gt;I'm not coming back , You're taking 7 steps here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to all the great things&lt;br /&gt;That would take too long to write&lt;br /&gt;I probably should mention&lt;br /&gt;The 7 that I like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I like about you&lt;br /&gt;You hair, your eyes, your old levi's&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss, I'm hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's both I'll have to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;When we're intertwined everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I like the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Miley Cyrus - 7 things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like this song.. even though I dislike the singer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-1768728124328706621?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/1768728124328706621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/7-things-i-hate-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1768728124328706621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/1768728124328706621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/7-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='The 7 things I hate about you.'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-5207666648267558288</id><published>2010-03-24T22:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:09:04.115+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess.. it was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;meant&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Person,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You give me the shits...for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel hurt because of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kkthanxbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. my plans for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got payed today, I'm gonna go meet up with vivs, laura &amp;amp; vivian to go shopping tommorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aim:&lt;/strong&gt; To buy that $20 ring at prouds, find a dress &amp;amp; buy gladiator heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location:&lt;/strong&gt; City &amp;amp; Parramatta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I plan to live it up at Sanctuary with the girls to get my feelings and mind away from it all. I'm sure it will work for just the night and hit me again the next morning, but who knows..it's the GRAND OPENING! and hopefully I'll get to see all those people that I havn't seen in ages --BGK and definately TASIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do I feel right now?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Absolutely crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-5207666648267558288?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/5207666648267558288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/bleh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5207666648267558288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/5207666648267558288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-35546676168079146</id><published>2010-03-22T22:09:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:36:31.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring.. Boring day</title><content type='html'>I had work today and it was slightly boring but what do I expect -- it's training. As some of you might know, I know got a job --Hooraahh!&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;I basically work with people with disabilities.. pretty much a carer and what I do is basically take them out into the community and pretty much look after them and become their friend -- so the parents/carers can take a break and have their own time to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;So far it's pretty good and I was suprised to even get the job so quickly because I have come from experience. Experience? well I don't think I have mentioned this before but I have an older sister with a disability --Epilepsy..Autistic (I don't think I spelt that right), so I have been around 20 years of my life to experience having and looking after someone with a disability. I must admit half the time it's a challenge, by that I mean test your patience &amp;amp; understandings.&lt;br /&gt;I not only work alone to care for the child but I have another sweet girl who works with me. &lt;strong&gt;Jenny.&lt;/strong&gt; She's such a doll and literally I was suprised to see how much we can get along with eachother -- it felt like years. Although her parents are more strict than mine and shes 21 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during our break, we settled down on the computer to watch abit of Family Outing and I have come to realise how much I miss Jaeseuk, Hyori, Joong Kook &amp;amp; Daesung =( they were the best on the show! pure funny. Season 2 of Family outing.. SUCKS! although it has Taecyeon in it.. It still sucks =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I settled down to play abit of Maple Story -- I know.. I'm too old to play, then found a new drama sitting on my shelf &lt;em&gt;Himitsu no Hanazono (Hanazono's Secret).&lt;/em&gt; The drama is pretty good so far and it's basically about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 28-year old female magazine editor who is tired of work and feels she doesn't have a life is assigned to be in charge of a very popular cartoonist with a most lovely name, Yuriko Hanazono. But as she goes to Hanazono's residence/office, she is met by four men who seem to be her assistants. Then it turns out those four men are brothers who form a team named Yuriko Hanazono by taking roles to create popular comics. In this heartwarming comedy, the exhausted editor may find out the key to be happy while she is being driven crazy by this unique gang of brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I'm planning to learn this song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Story &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; Jewlery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it's such a beautiful song. There's english translations as well and to me it's quite meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="415" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqW3tTt8obY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqW3tTt8obY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="415"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm thinking to join the gym to burn some fat and get fit....hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-35546676168079146?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/35546676168079146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiring-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/35546676168079146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/35546676168079146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/tiring-boring-day.html' title='Tiring.. Boring day'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-692701006359750163</id><published>2010-03-21T09:25:00.015+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:38:55.065+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RANT #1, Bowling &amp; Bathurst</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;RANT 1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really &lt;u&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/u&gt; gives me the &lt;b&gt;shits&lt;/b&gt; is when people talks so much CRAP to other people when it's totally &lt;u&gt;NONE OF THEIR BUISNESS&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's relatively normal to talk about other people because that's society, but sometimes there are things that &lt;b&gt;shouldn't&lt;/b&gt; be talked about at all.&lt;br /&gt;What's worst is having people talk about you and assuming so much different things and making it seem soo true that they go tell it to other people without approaching and asking you about it first! seriously... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what the hell is wrong with you?!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand them.&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's so &lt;i&gt;easy&lt;/i&gt; to ignore and not care what people say, but sometimes it's so complicated because it gets bigger -- hence &lt;u&gt;causes more of a problem&lt;/u&gt; that half the time you can't even ignore it -- no matter how &lt;i&gt;hard&lt;/i&gt; you try!&lt;br /&gt;When you tell someone (that you trust) something..you would expect them not to say anything at all to anyone or atleast not talk about it infront of others and make it oh so damn obvious that you know something that others don't. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might sound so immature ranting about this but honestly I really WISH this stuff can really stop -- even though I know it wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Family:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop. You have &lt;u&gt;no idea&lt;/u&gt; how it's breaking the family apart and I don't think we can actually call us a family anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..... *takes deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bowling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Wing Wing in Bankstown to give him his stuff that he ordered using my Paypal. He then drove me to Strathfield to meet Wendy to catch the train to North Strathfield. The day was pretty hot and I met most of Wendy's uni friends -- they are so cool. We played 2 games but it got so boring by the time we got to the second game.&lt;br /&gt;Wendy and I ate korean food &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and we were laughing the whole time over the fact that we ordered the same stuff as before..but in a different resturant... &lt;em&gt;Kimchi Fried Rice, Kimchi Jiggae.&lt;/em&gt; We caught the train back to Hurstville and managed to come a little late to Youth Group, I was suprised that there wasn't many people at all that came. I wanted to leave early because I would be waking up at 3:30am the next day but I didn't manage to leave early because I stayed the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vl_0xLJaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wkMqJaxX1Gk/s1600-h/DSCF3577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450875071172912546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vl_0xLJaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wkMqJaxX1Gk/s320/DSCF3577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh1zv7b8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FIgrSO5DU2E/s1600-h/DSCF3586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450870501054050242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh1zv7b8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FIgrSO5DU2E/s320/DSCF3586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bathurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After struggling to wake up at 3:30am, I was picked up by Adrian, Lirie, Heidi and Jodie to drive to Bathurst to support some of our Youth Leaders as they did an 121km bike ride from Sydney to Bathurst. It was one hella long drive.&lt;br /&gt;When we stopped for a break, Adrian told Lirie to drive his hilux over this small hill of rocks. Adrian's hilux managed to get stuck right in the middle of the hill and it was pretty hilarious trying to get it out--because we couldn't...AT ALL.. so we had to get Sally's car to tow the hilux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh2PJLw8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/I_C_HmUaAMk/s1600-h/DSCF3620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450870508407735234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh2PJLw8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/I_C_HmUaAMk/s320/DSCF3620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh2i7q5DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MfuQJk34ajU/s1600-h/DSCF3601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450870513719764018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vh2i7q5DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MfuQJk34ajU/s320/DSCF3601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road again, we found another stop for morning tea..Sally and I were busting to go to the toilet but we couldn't find any! so what did we do? ...find a bush... I really couldn't do it.. till I felt like my bladder was gonna explode then I did... at this time, our youth leaders were so tired and in pain and yet it wasn't even half way to Bathurst.&lt;br /&gt;Back on the road, we stopped for lucnh then at a really nice lake where we dipped our feet in the nice cold river and sat on the big rocks. I fell in -- thank god I bought extra clothes. We had a good time joking around and talking.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get to Bathurst and honestly I thought Bankstown was the only HOLE i've ever seen. We roamed around and checked out some of the stores in the small Westfields -- there were so much sales that I was feeling so crap because I had no money and I don't get my first pay check till next week. We sat in Glorea Jeans for a drink then drove again to the venue that the Bikers were to stop.&lt;br /&gt;After a good day roadtrip, I got home at 8PM and I think I literally went to sleep at 9PM waking up the next morning at 8AM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/1407437441641562326-692701006359750163?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/692701006359750163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/rant-1-bowling-bathurst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/692701006359750163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/692701006359750163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/rant-1-bowling-bathurst.html' title='RANT #1, Bowling &amp; Bathurst'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8jQTMRLWbg/S6Vl_0xLJaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/wkMqJaxX1Gk/s72-c/DSCF3577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-7711528926555378288</id><published>2010-03-18T22:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:04:06.235+11:00</updated><title type='text'>second postings!</title><content type='html'>My picture of the day is of TIFFANY from Girls Generation.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked at their comeback music video, I only found Tiffany and Jessica heaps pretty! Yoona.. is abit.. not pretty this time which is alright! hehe&lt;br /&gt;These past few days I have been having massive headaches and it feels like it's hurting my eyes as well ! is that even normal? It's like someone is inside my brain and is just standing there with a massive hammer and is just pounding through my head till it cracks open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had Korean class tonight, it seems like my class is getting smaller and I don't know why. For the mean time Korean is getting so difficult that it's giving me &lt;b&gt;MORE&lt;/b&gt; of a headache&lt;br /&gt;Vocabulary, constanents, vowels, grammar, particles... it goes on! I never thought Korean would be this hard. My Korean teacher really likes to pick on me and I don't know why... I'M A GOOD STUDENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realised that this week has gone past very quickly and from tomorrow it's been a week since youth camp..I really want to go back. I miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Jess Fu's birthday and I must apologise for not attending her birthday on saturday night at bamboo! =(&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to meet up with Wendy tomorrow at North Strathfield! Gonna have so much fun -- bowling, korean BBQ, Youth group... and the best bit.. waking up at 4am Saturday morning to go to ...somewhere I can't remember with Lirie, Adrian, Heidi and Jodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO days ago Park Jaebeom posted up a video on his youtube account..&lt;strong&gt;MISS YOU&lt;/strong&gt; JAE! too bad you can't come back to 2PM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fFJgipHg6IY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fFJgipHg6IY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407437441641562326-7711528926555378288?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/7711528926555378288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-postings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7711528926555378288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7711528926555378288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-postings.html' title='second postings!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407437441641562326.post-7249151676552683770</id><published>2010-03-16T10:41:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:20:05.615+11:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog!</title><content type='html'>Since everyone is changing their blog... I thought I should as well since I have free time.. So.. after abandoning my blog.. for sooo damn long.. I thought I should blog my weekend.. YOUTH CAMP 2010..! Located in Sutherland --&lt;em&gt;oh so close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much photos or atleast some hasn't been uploaded...thought i'd share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53fos1Q6LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SLRhhzY7Pg4/s1600-h/26845_367474396229_648496229_4232267_6113514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448757014510495922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53fos1Q6LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SLRhhzY7Pg4/s320/26845_367474396229_648496229_4232267_6113514_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53foEo_y4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/UjIYC3p4Qrc/s1600-h/25756_359873343181_532343181_3650246_3561526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448757003721624450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53foEo_y4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/UjIYC3p4Qrc/s320/25756_359873343181_532343181_3650246_3561526_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53fnvh9MPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TaAXft2bp9s/s1600-h/25756_359873223181_532343181_3650231_3601088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throughout camp, there were tears shed because so much problems have rocked up and of course a few of us stumbled and broke down.. I reckon that in the end.. it was worth it because in the end.. more trust was gained and the 'bad' feeling wasn't even there anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drew came back from Melbourne! it was kinda weird because some how we couldn't even have atleast 2 minutes alone together to talk! why? because we were to occupied by our own friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that made me realise over the weekend was that I really disslike it when your close friends with someone the opposite gender and then all of a sudden everyone starts assuming so much without asking! it's the most annoying stuff ever! of course it's society. -- it's normal i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys even managed to prank Adrian and Tiernan... -- taking off the board thats under the bed and let Adrian and Tiernan sit on their matress and fall straight through their beds~ ! we even have it on camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, my body is aching from all the activities and exercise that was done over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song.. is LOVE! Koe Wo Kikasete (Let me hear your voice) - Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQjcJBGIFsA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQjcJBGIFsA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Amy&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &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/1407437441641562326-7249151676552683770?l=xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/feeds/7249151676552683770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7249151676552683770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407437441641562326/posts/default/7249151676552683770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xo-myconfessions-xo.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog.html' title='new blog!'/><author><name>the-lovely-aymiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18365413991761511585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MfbcWDg3kto/S53fos1Q6LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SLRhhzY7Pg4/s72-c/26845_367474396229_648496229_4232267_6113514_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
