<?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-5170100370557213537</id><updated>2011-08-16T00:02:02.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashkai is Abstruse ..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7186358363836524376</id><published>2009-09-29T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:43:12.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me ?!</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here in ms. shah's class big surprise ! HAAHA, but anywho, I'm so sasd I don't get to cook =( . Chef sent me out, and on top of that fernan isnt here today for some reason?! LMAO, i should check up on that . Maybe I got him sick, BOOO thatd suck ass .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't feeling at my utmost best right now at all . From my neck and back hurting, to this huge headache of mine that aleve didn;t help at all . FUCK YOU ALEVE . Haaha anyways ..And the fact that I have like ten million bruises from volleyball and a game that I was seriosuly looking forward to play in today . Hopefully I still do ! ( She be helluh yelling all up in my ear right now ..Today didn't start off wonderful either . I kept waking myself up hellluh early once 5AM came around . Then I thought I was doing good when I remembered to get my table some juice for cook day today, too bad I'm not cooking ..But yeah I got some of that wonderful Pineapple OJ and my mom got me some starbucks and my favorite scones . I was feeling a tad too generous today and I let everyone take a sippy sip outta my drank and surprise surprise everyone finished it, saving me nothing . I hope they all get sick as hell now, they deserve it . Oh yeah and Jasmin ehffing ate all my goddamn scones FUCK . rien for le petit dejuener pour moi . Wonderful . I didnt wanna do anything in geo today, so that class went on forever and ever and ever . I'm busy writing to ms. shah now k bye ,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7186358363836524376?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7186358363836524376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7186358363836524376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me ?!'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5120990247120152315</id><published>2009-07-18T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:52:42.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh jeebus,</title><content type='html'>I miss volleyball I havent shown for awhile, but I definitely have reason to . NO ONE EHFFING TELLS ME SHIT . so whatever, I'm over this season . All i wanna do is play and there's all this bullshit going on already, bleh FUCK this .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5120990247120152315?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5120990247120152315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5120990247120152315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-jeebus.html' title='Oh jeebus,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4205239880988407129</id><published>2009-07-08T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:21:46.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AGH</title><content type='html'>My father is being such a woman lately niggadamn . He's getting all butthurt all of a sudden becuhs I spend so much time with my mom . And that I never wanna spend time with him . But when I do spend time with him he just makes me act as everything other than a daughter and wait on him hand and foot . As when I'm with my mom I can use my phone and talk to her about everything ! and him I have to lie act stupid as if I have experienced nothing  becuhs nothing about what I do ever cuhs he wouldn't let me . Also it's always so awkward when we talk to each other . AND it's not like it hasn't been like this since the boys started moving out . He just noticed absolutely too late, I'm already too tight with mom . And altho whenever me and my mom get in millions of fights and he asks me why I spend so much time with a person who I fight with so much, its cuhs I love my momma to death . She's here more throughout my life than he has, he never shows up to any of my competitions or games or meets or anything and it's all becuhs he's too busy with the little boys he coaches, or the sport that he's caught up in is more important than what I've got . And you know i'd rather not have him there anyways cuhs I'm not allowed to do or say anything in front of him anyways . And we'd leave early too cuhs he's 'too tired' . Bleh i hate how he comes home and sits on his ass and yells at me cuhs it seems like i never do anything, I'm ALWAYS helping mom . I'm always cleaning, and I know your at work for how ever many hours but still your the ehffing 'man of the house' right ? where's the man in sitting on his ass and being an ehffing hyprocrite . It's not my fault you ehffed your child hood up and couldnt go to college to get a better job . You're still smart you can still go to school, like all the other adults . But don't take that shit out on me, I'm smart enough to get good grades and go to college and be ehffing SUCCESSFUL . damn . i'm tired of you and your bullshit you don't get love for a reason, cuhs I have no reason to love you honestly . You know nothing about me, you don't know me like mom does ..You just take credit for shit mom does for me . And thas not fair cuhs mom raises me as if she were a single mom on her own no joke . Cuhs why ? YOU'RE NEVER AROUND for me . Just your fucking players so you know what, I don't care for your time, pride, or love anymore it really doesn't mean much to me . You can be this great visionary to my brothers but to me you aint shit .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4205239880988407129?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4205239880988407129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4205239880988407129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/agh.html' title='AGH'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6623205436548489616</id><published>2009-07-07T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:45:21.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I tell you ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely LOVE ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/93/l_15f0854ad5a04076a3573ac6c1bb35f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/93/l_15f0854ad5a04076a3573ac6c1bb35f4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt Enriquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/sariya/chana/brianpbio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 451px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v240/sariya/chana/brianpbio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Brian Puspos .&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/5170100370557213537-6623205436548489616?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6623205436548489616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6623205436548489616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-i-tell-you.html' title='Did I tell you ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2398267519750304252</id><published>2009-07-07T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:37:29.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>I have volleyball tonite . UGH I missed it so ehffing much xP . I hellluh fell in love with that shit . AND I've gotten so much better it's like boss status man ..LOL . But yeah so so pumped right and its not until tonite (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2398267519750304252?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2398267519750304252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2398267519750304252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes.html' title='YES'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-9091217571721192323</id><published>2009-07-06T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:35:54.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I've been waiting for .</title><content type='html'>Today was a damn good day ! Cept that I woke up helllluh early and couldn't go back to sleep . But overall very good indeeed . Since I woke up quite early I tried like millions of times to go back to sleep and then since i couldn't I gave up LMAO . I got the mac for the day too ! YAY YAY YAY . happy times . I didnt eat much for breakfast or lunch or dinner ? Ugh I haven't been as hungry as usual lately . Cuhs I used to be able to eat a bear . But now I'm just at cub status ..Lmao . But yeah . Then Fernan came over ! We looooked helluh days for something to watch, we finally chose Wall-E . With the fat baby people (= And we ate and yeah . Then vivian showed up ! YAY . My bestfrand and my boyfrand in my house at the same time  ! Lololol . Then Fernan left cuhs we were gonna start having our top secret meeting .. HAAHA . Me &amp; vivian were left downstairs watching ANTM and chatttting bout helluh random shiets ? It was goood catching up with her tho . I don't see her very often and she lives helllluh close tho (x God we're stupid . Anyways . Oh yeah then Charlotte Kamron Thuy and Donovan showed up haaha with foood ! And then roxanne . We sorta then got started with our meeting but not really . We were just there doing nothing til joyce showed up . haaha then we went over pretty much everything . But since me and vivian were helluh bored we ran to my room and helluh came out with masks on and whatnot and after we just talking dirty to each other LMAO . good stuff . Then my momma showed up not too happy xP . It's not my fault she can't keep her promises . That pretty much ended the happiness . HAAHA . you dont need to know the rest . Kbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-9091217571721192323?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/9091217571721192323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/9091217571721192323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-ive-been-waiting-for.html' title='The day I&apos;ve been waiting for .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6150494208926718923</id><published>2009-07-05T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:05:56.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAH ..</title><content type='html'>Guess who's going to be very very damn happy in 4-7 business days ?! MOI ! Parce que mes chaussures sont à venir ! Fuck yeah ! . Je vais être très heureux ! Mhhm . Cette semaine va être une très bonne semaine . Et j'ai l'occasion de voir mon petit copain et mes amis . Et le volley and la danse est cette semaine aussi ! WOOOOP . This week is going to be damn good . I still remember my francais as you can see (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6150494208926718923?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6150494208926718923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6150494208926718923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yeah.html' title='OH YEAH ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3712826610141322553</id><published>2009-07-05T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:55:37.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN ! Je suis desolee blogspot ..</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry it's been awhile ! haaha, I've just been yaknow busy ..on other sites . Mostly twitter tho (= . Anywho . These past uh ..days have been very normal and easy-going nothing just out there for me . I missed my blogspot tho . HAAHAHA . I can't wait til Brandon comes back from camping so I can talk it up wiff him again and yeah . I can't wait til tomorrow cuhs Fernan's visiting and we have meeting after that . And then the next day he's gonna visit again, AND Volleyball ! My favorite school sport of all . I didn't know I'd love it this much ! But yeah . Thas all you really missed out on and needed to be updaated with i guess . Kbye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3712826610141322553?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3712826610141322553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3712826610141322553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-je-suis-desolee-blogspot.html' title='DAMN ! Je suis desolee blogspot ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3323773805384683873</id><published>2009-06-24T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:49:48.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fed-Up</title><content type='html'>And tired with living in fear everyday of my own father . I know he's strict for my own good, but yaknow sometimes I wish you were normal, altho what is normal ? I'm sick and tired of you getting mad at my mom, your wife, and my brother for everything &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do . I'm old enough to take responsibility for the things I do . Altho I hate it when you stop using words and cut right to the chase of things, I'd rather take what I deserve than watch you verbally abuse my mother and my brother . They don't deserve an ounce of any type of your abuse ! And I'm tired of them suffering for me and my dumbass . Although I never really ever do anything bad ?! Why do you think I'm such a horrible person ? What gave you the right ? YOU DON'T KNOW ME . You would if you didn't purposely scare me ..for what respect ? well you know what, I'm not stupid like everyone else you got under your spell . so I won't fucking worship the ground you walk on . Especially since you still treat my mother like shit after all she sacrifices, labors, and wastes her time on for YOU . the "man of the house" . Yeah, some man ..thanks for the memories dad . All I'll ever remember you by are the worst moments of my life ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3323773805384683873?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3323773805384683873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3323773805384683873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/fed-up.html' title='Fed-Up'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7789560904505043976</id><published>2009-06-23T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:38:17.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn,</title><content type='html'>Winnie the Pooh is a fcking BIG DADDY MA$TER . LMAO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://22.media.tumblr.com/YZnGrj1vTooy1bbyCqRGsTM2o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 238px;" src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/YZnGrj1vTooy1bbyCqRGsTM2o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7789560904505043976?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7789560904505043976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7789560904505043976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn.html' title='Damn,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3194955442451410181</id><published>2009-06-23T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:32:10.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna drink my soda outta this can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://21.media.tumblr.com/liwCZQWpLozylmios3CNQ8wSo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/liwCZQWpLozylmios3CNQ8wSo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.media.tumblr.com/vW0gf7rD7p1yv5hqJ5NJc4RYo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/vW0gf7rD7p1yv5hqJ5NJc4RYo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://11.media.tumblr.com/ymggbJYdIoy6db2eGHTqQcqRo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/ymggbJYdIoy6db2eGHTqQcqRo1_400.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3194955442451410181?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3194955442451410181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3194955442451410181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-drink-my-soda-outta-this-can.html' title='I wanna drink my soda outta this can'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8485309572019840647</id><published>2009-06-23T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:26:48.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>For my dearest cousin, my Ateh Carolyn Gallardo, help ensure that she's alright and she's going to always be alright . I hope she keeps her head up high no matter what happens ..I miss her so much ! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SkEeTo_o7MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RdOXY3ePlmA/s1600-h/retards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SkEeTo_o7MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RdOXY3ePlmA/s320/retards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350591155063549122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8485309572019840647?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8485309572019840647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8485309572019840647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SkEeTo_o7MI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RdOXY3ePlmA/s72-c/retards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1348949379863738997</id><published>2009-06-22T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:13:56.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy day to good day .</title><content type='html'>Today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gma left&lt;br /&gt;- Michael continuously PMSed at me&lt;br /&gt;- I went to Le Moose Cafe&lt;br /&gt;- I fucking fell in deep love with Le Moose&lt;br /&gt;- I went to the gym with my momma&lt;br /&gt;- We bought melona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1348949379863738997?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1348949379863738997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1348949379863738997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/lazy-day-to-good-day.html' title='Lazy day to good day .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4713607730939935513</id><published>2009-06-22T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:10:38.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cette chanson est mignon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="330" height="40"&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 215px;" src="http://images2.pacsun.com/is/servlet/izoom/PacSunProducts/5314984_02?$08_product_detail$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MELODY%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4735877166001934892?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4735877166001934892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4735877166001934892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/jai-besion-daller-faire-du-shopping.html' title='J&apos;ai besion d&apos;aller faire du shopping'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sj_QRADJYFI/AAAAAAAAAII/ydUHTFY1IqU/s72-c/asf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2186425169219084869</id><published>2009-06-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:31:08.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm a tad behind ..</title><content type='html'>Todays saturday right ? ..I shall begin with thursday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thursday my Gma finally arrived in fremont but went to Jacobs instead to makke leis for the brat . HAAHA . so I stayed home in the morning while Michael went to the gym so I could prepare my shits for the next seven hours I was boutta spend at the studio . I was so happy I came cuhs the two new routines we leearned were ehffing bomb I HELLUH LOVE THEM . HAAHA no joke tho . but anyways After that it was like five o' clock once I got and I had to leave the house again . Only to go with my dad to pick up grandma at Jacobs . And then once we finally came back home we had to leave for the graduation ! We arrived and I helluh left my momma cuhs she left me ? ..idk ! Haaha but branmuffin to the rescue ! Lol I spent almost the entire graduation with him ahaah becuhs Fernan was too far to walk to and he was nearby my family so xP ! BLEH . But I'm happy i spent time with that fooo ! After when I went back to my family I met aunty janet who I now realized will always smell like butterscotch and coffee . Haaha . then we all made our way down to the field to congratulate the brat ..ahaah he had so many unneccesary leis, soon enough I snuck away for a bit to see the boyf of mines that I was still kinda pissed at cuhs of what he did the day before bleh . but anyways . I helluh followed him tryna say Hi but he kept fucking walking away so I gave up ! UGH, and then we left for home . And killed the burnt chilli made by my father . The next day . we waited all morning for mark and christina to show so we could eat ! they didnt show til like 12 ahaah thanks -_____- But they brought the baby . Kanga whoooooooo. Anyways ..i'm tired blog later . LOL k bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2186425169219084869?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2186425169219084869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2186425169219084869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-im-tad-behind.html' title='So I&apos;m a tad behind ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8971709128512140184</id><published>2009-06-18T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:05:17.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjpXfNfvCQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7ldGPaZlNaQ/s1600-h/f21_main_us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjpXfNfvCQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7ldGPaZlNaQ/s320/f21_main_us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683701166213378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's on (= Haaha . http://blog.forever21.com/blog/list.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MELODY%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8971709128512140184?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8971709128512140184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8971709128512140184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-on-haaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjpXfNfvCQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7ldGPaZlNaQ/s72-c/f21_main_us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5446797315107513203</id><published>2009-06-17T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:18:26.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School ?</title><content type='html'>It just didn't feel like it all, cuhs if it was the last day like forreal we wouldn't have dressed for pe, or ran the mile or take finals ? or anything . No one was crying, the weather sucked everything was just dandy . DAMN. Thas the only thing I didn't like about our schedule, finals for the last two days, gee thanks ? too bad I only had to take two . HAAHA, but yeah whatever . It is what it was, I can finally say goodbye to this wonderful freshman year of mines . Shall we recap ? We shall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joined Volleyball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was led on by one freak, who tried to get me prego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out with JC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dealt with his bullshit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broke-up with JC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talked to two different guys .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was led on by two more guys .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took it slow with one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joined Poly Club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cutely got asked to Winterball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got asked out by Fernan !&lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my good grades back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Performed in the International Rally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintained my wonderful gpa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joined Track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got in trouble for MILLIONS of things .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Greatly succeeded @ Track&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduced a boyf to my mom for the first time !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got asked to Prom by two people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got interviewed for Peers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got rejected, LOL . thanks I feel like cutting myself now, HAAHAHAHA jk .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got interview for Avid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got accepted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got accepted into the Green Ventures thang too .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Signed up for honors classes again .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continuously hung out with my boyf !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;ETC . AHAAH, there you have it ..Sophomore year here WE come (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5446797315107513203?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5446797315107513203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5446797315107513203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School ?'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5740997786359386620</id><published>2009-06-16T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:50:10.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second to Last</title><content type='html'>Day of school, today I woke up late again . ahaah, whatever . So i didnt get to get starbucks ..but thas k . Today was the start of finals, the french 2 final went by soo smooth ! Helluh easier than when we took the french1 final, ahaah . After we played prison ball, I was so owning the guys (= NO JOKE . Until i didnt wanna play so I just let someone hit me ahaah . Then I just left it up to the three favorites . HAAHA . After we played basketball, Wahid is a fucking cheater tho ..and he's not even in our class ?! -_____- AHAAH but whatever, oh yeah and I heard about the possibilities for captains for this year's jv team i'm okay with one, but the other WTF ! she doesn't deserve it at all . SHE DOESNT TRY she just gives up when it comes to something she can't do . it disgusted me, but i congratulated her with despite . FCK THAT , ima be captain WATCH ME BITCH . but anyways ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5740997786359386620?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5740997786359386620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5740997786359386620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-to-last.html' title='Second to Last'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8528078222716210492</id><published>2009-06-14T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:01:18.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjU6p6XXFcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uu2JyVAmOjY/s1600-h/0613091426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjU6p6XXFcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uu2JyVAmOjY/s320/0613091426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347244624288617922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what it looked like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-8528078222716210492?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8528078222716210492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8528078222716210492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SjU6p6XXFcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uu2JyVAmOjY/s72-c/0613091426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1812400844501024965</id><published>2009-06-13T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:50:23.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adelisa's Debut ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hurr came out good, for once .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My nails ain't too shabby .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dress fitted perfectly after mommy tailored it .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My makeup was done by me, and it wasnt too bad .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrived to rehearsal late, but rehearsal started late anyways .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me&amp;amp;Mike were the first to have the hour d'oeuvres and dranks .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found our table&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sat next to the crazy prayer woman .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got thru the ceremony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got tired&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went home !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went straight to bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hopped on the phone with Ferna .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1812400844501024965?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1812400844501024965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1812400844501024965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/adelisas-debut.html' title='Adelisa&apos;s Debut ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6451774315587160296</id><published>2009-06-13T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:45:28.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for ..</title><content type='html'>My fernabear becuhs these past few days would have just sucked the life outta me and make me just roll over and die again ahaah . Thank you for everything babes, love always ashkaioala !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6451774315587160296?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6451774315587160296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6451774315587160296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/thankful-for.html' title='Thankful for ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2530755567289571267</id><published>2009-06-10T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:56:16.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Joyce</title><content type='html'>are going to do this someday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://13.media.tumblr.com/UA8PmDbQJogtjc6ch8YbkoPto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 284px;" src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/UA8PmDbQJogtjc6ch8YbkoPto1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2530755567289571267?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2530755567289571267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2530755567289571267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-joyce.html' title='Me &amp; Joyce'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8242014644678245155</id><published>2009-06-10T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:34:25.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pretty excited, ahaah .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/flash/f21_main_us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/flash/f21_main_us.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me why ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8242014644678245155?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8242014644678245155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8242014644678245155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-pretty-excited-ahaah.html' title='I&apos;m pretty excited, ahaah .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3139907352189120480</id><published>2009-06-10T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:28:33.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLUnwCJV0IA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sLUnwCJV0IA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3139907352189120480?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3139907352189120480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3139907352189120480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8877569209027702273</id><published>2009-06-08T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:44:13.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuhs Brandon Joseph ..</title><content type='html'>Fores posted a blog about me cuhs I posted one about him in french, so I'll do this one in english ! HAAHA, He honestly is one of my truest guy friends, who I know forsure is with me til the end . We've been through plenty of things that are trying to tear us apart, but then there's always something the brings us back together . No matter if I'm helluh PMSing or if he is, we still got each other . Brandon has an even bigger heart and he's quite intelligent . He gives so much insight even for somethings he has not experienced . Even before he was a Peer Advocate he always knew what to say and what to ask . He knew how to comfort and spend hours on the phone saying absolutely nothing, he got me through lots of bullshit and held my hand along the way . I don't know what I would ever do without him . He  means the world to me, honestly . HAAHA er idk . Looove jooh . K Bye .,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8877569209027702273?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8877569209027702273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8877569209027702273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuhs-brandon-joseph.html' title='Cuhs Brandon Joseph ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3684004429178076143</id><published>2009-06-07T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:09:46.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want some new accessories ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://data.tumblr.com/WDGP5tJUInu6wzhaeyWULkfYo1_500.jpg"&gt;Game Pad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://cache.vzw.com/images_b2c/accessories/lg/mot_eh50_stereo_heads.png"&gt;MOTOROKR™ EH50 Active Stereo Headset&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://cache.vzw.com/images_b2c/accessories/lg/lg_versa_sil_cov_clr.png"&gt;Silicone Cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3684004429178076143?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3684004429178076143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3684004429178076143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-out.html' title='I want some new accessories ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3350196140395771098</id><published>2009-06-07T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:45:57.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To buy list:</title><content type='html'>- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/61126531-05.jpg"&gt;"Flower Field Dress"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/61924525-01.jpg"&gt;"Floral Dream Skirt"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/62729872-01.jpg"&gt;"Floral Mesh Leggings"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/57922945-02.jpg"&gt;"Floral Lace Leggings"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/61530172-02.jpg"&gt;"Asbtract Splash Dress"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/64709764-01.jpg"&gt;"Teena Sleeveless Dress"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/60055702-02.jpg"&gt;"Floral Smocked Dress"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3350196140395771098?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3350196140395771098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3350196140395771098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-buy-list.html' title='To buy list:'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5837450594783433105</id><published>2009-06-06T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:31:19.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was our car wash for volleyball, all good fun and games ahaah . We wash cars pretty darn good ! but anyways, I did my makeup really super good for the first time today ! ahaah, I must say I did pretty darn good, ahaah . Shelly's cotillion was cute, nice and elegant and the temple she had it at was ehffing BEAUTIFUL, the church of Jesus Christ and the Latter Day Saints in Oakland is a true sight to see ! I was so happy she had a chocolate fountain in the back of the room cuhs I was stuffing my mouth like a mad man . haaaha, until me and kristina realized that everyoen was waiting for us to leave for gessums cotty . LOL . felt helluh bad but whatever her ceremony was an hour behind . so we finally showed in Sunol @ the golf course, another quaint setting . I liked it, at first I was like why are there white people here and then I realized there were two parties going on ! HAAHA, then in the next room, it was plenty of our black people and filipinos ! Marge's party was helluh crackin but it got outta hand in audience participation ..but it's all good . Once the show ended me and michael left for home, and we passed by ferna's apartment . ahaah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5837450594783433105?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5837450594783433105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5837450594783433105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-today-was-our-car-wash-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7388287407601906919</id><published>2009-06-05T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:24:25.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Andrew</title><content type='html'>You r so sexy, andrew is soo lazy he helluh doesn't wanna type shit ! HAAHA jkeedang, nick says he's high ! He wants charlotte to make a slide about him, haaha . He thinks the sticker makes him look cool . He has a "tattoo", he's being gay about say it hurts ?! He's tryna show me his volleyball game .I'm gonna cut my hair and donate to nick. and get hundreds of dollars, CA$H ! He pooped in the urinal today and he pissed on the floor. then andrew pissed on nicks leg, and they're gone !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7388287407601906919?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7388287407601906919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7388287407601906919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-andrew.html' title='Hello Andrew'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7520338689920855339</id><published>2009-06-04T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:05:04.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little heat ..</title><content type='html'>On lovers street today between me and babybear ..we didn't get to watch Up in 3D yet ehfing again bleh ! It got so awkward in the car with him, he was so mad ugh . And I was so like PMSing and sad that like walking thru New Park was strange not holding his or anything . Until we switched it up and went to Sweet Tomatoes ahaah ! Cuhs yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7520338689920855339?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7520338689920855339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7520338689920855339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-heat.html' title='A little heat ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4449792523129037808</id><published>2009-06-03T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:52:46.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract Splash .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/61530172-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/61530172-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not buying you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-4449792523129037808?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4449792523129037808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4449792523129037808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-regret-not-buying-you.html' title='Abstract Splash .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7153842616665577381</id><published>2009-06-01T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:00:57.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>Chaque jour,&lt;br /&gt;je me réveille le matin pour une raison,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;te voir dans la matin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;t'embrasser dans l'après-midi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;te tenir dans la nuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Et puis tout recommencer le lendemain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7153842616665577381?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7153842616665577381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7153842616665577381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1165687664148766155</id><published>2009-06-01T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:41:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of June</title><content type='html'>I decided to wear shorts today, and my new sandals . I also had a deep talk with Chu today in Block 1 . Good talks we constantly have . But then everything got turned upside down second block cuhs I had to rewrite my rough draft for my I-search when I already typed six pages at home on my own . EHFF . But whatever, I did what I could to prevent me from getting an N.O.F. bleh . Third block was it's usual . Pe has been quite dreary tiring and gay . UGH . I used to love PE before swim, now it just sucks . Whatever . For lunch me and the bear went to albertson's for just something to drink and ended up getting Jones soda and Sushi . Cuhs we're saving our appetites for chimichangas after school ! Ahaah, exciting .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1165687664148766155?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1165687664148766155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1165687664148766155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-sake-of-june.html' title='For the sake of June'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5870362698244063862</id><published>2009-05-31T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:29:37.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My two important guys ..</title><content type='html'>Je suis contente, Brandon adore quand je suis contente . J'adore quand Brandon est content . Je suis triste quand Brandon est triste . Brandon est sp&lt;span class="definition"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;cialement triste quand je suis triste . Il est ce que je suis . Je suis c'est qu'il est . Nous sommes une seule personne . Je l'adore, comme un copain et plus .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy feliz, Brandon ama cuando estoy feliz. Me encanta cuando Brandon es feliz. Estoy triste cuando Brandon es triste. Brandon es especialmente triste cuando estoy triste. Es lo que soy. Estoy que lo es. Somos una sola persona. Me encanta como un amigo y mucho más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je souris quand il sourit, il sourit quand je souris. Il rit quand je ris, je ris quand il rit . Nous partageons un battement de cœur, les coups les uns pour les autres. Nous partageons un amour inconditionnel et rafraîchissant . Et tous les jours mon coeur bat pour une raison, de vous voir et d'être proche de vous à chaque seconde de chaque minute de chaque heure de chaque jour .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;Sonrisa cuando me sonríe, sonríe cuando sonrisa. Él se ríe cuando me río, me río cuando se ríe.&lt;br /&gt;Compartimos un latido del corazón, batiendo el uno para el otro. Compartimos un amor incondicional y refrescante. Y cada día, mi corazón late por una razón, que ver y estar cerca de usted cada segundo de cada minuto de cada hora de cada día.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'll translate another time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now you know ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5870362698244063862?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5870362698244063862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5870362698244063862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-two-important-guys.html' title='My two important guys ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7874877503902424342</id><published>2009-05-31T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:49:08.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Francais Projet Final</title><content type='html'>So we met up around four in the borders cafe, since not everyone was there yet me &amp;amp; chu left for Q-Cup . We were determined for Q-Pop Chicken but ended up getting the Fried Tofu and a Thai Iced Tea . We were helluh reading the menu, and we got confused as to what the hell black chocolate milk tea is ? HAAHA, but yeah anyways . We walked back to borders only to find that our group had moved outside of target, finding Samir on our way there . Two guys were missing which didn't hurt us too much, but still we would have like having everyone present . So Sabrina, Umeet, Kiren, Sonia, Ben, Samir, Chu, and I sat there for like half an hour waiting on Xavier to finally make his arrival, in the mean time we sat around spying on my "boothang" . Which was the hobo sleeping at the other table, Lol . Then some random dude on a bike helluh rode up and started stepping on his head, and threw a cigarrette at him  ?! Lol . Then they both left . And Xavier showed, we finally started discussing our project, until it got helluh windy and cold . So we decided to move to like Q-Cup but it was too full already ! So we kept walking until Ohana, where it was full there too . But we sat outside anyways until we noticed that some cashier lady was helluh mad-mugging us ! So we left for our original meeting spot, Borders . Where we sat and layed and completely let go and chilled in the computers and technology section . Ahaah, where Xavier layed down the entire story for our video of 'Harry Potter and the Book of Fire' helluh cheesy but exciting . Anyways once we were done we split up, Sabrina Kiren and Umeet left for home while Sonia, Samir, Ben, Chu, Xavier, and I left for little ceasers . We bought two large cheese pizzas and one large pepperoni . Ahaah, and killed it in less than 15 minutes . After Sonia left cuhs her dad was getting so mad . Then Stevie a few minutes after, and I was left with all the guys . We hung around Borders for a little longer, but then we all decided to leave . Ending the day that made up for the last three . Thanks guys .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7874877503902424342?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7874877503902424342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7874877503902424342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/francais-projet-final.html' title='Francais Projet Final'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5174076947211154728</id><published>2009-05-31T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:17:57.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated for awhile, I have so many drafts that I deleted cuhs I'm too lazy to finish them so whats the use ? My days have been moody, dreary, and all that . I need some alone time to rethink so much . and take even more into consideration . I have plenty on my mind too, with it being the end of the year and all . I'm totally losing a lot of myself to the world . I need to get a start on a lot of projects, and put in end to lots of madness . Everything's so hectic I can't manage myself anymore . What's wrong with me, I don't feel like myself at all . I'm going to take a long nap, and escape from this thing I call a life, and then recooperate myself for the meeting @ 4 . Great, k bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5174076947211154728?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5174076947211154728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5174076947211154728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my.html' title='Oh my'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8447859453380856303</id><published>2009-05-31T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:19:59.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my baby,</title><content type='html'>So I'm doing yet again, another post on my babycakes . Becuhs things feel so different, how did we go from head over heels in "love" to absolutely nothing close to it at all . We don't look different, but the feeling when I'm with you is feeling empty now . Things seriously changed after [it] happened and since its been happenening . I want the old us back . I don't wanna lose us,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8447859453380856303?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8447859453380856303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8447859453380856303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-my-baby.html' title='On my baby,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8553641432593553133</id><published>2009-05-27T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:48:48.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je veux acheter cette robe !</title><content type='html'>MAINTENANT . Ahaah, Je veux que cette robe, j'ai besoin de cette robe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/58398181-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/58398181-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dommage c'est quarante dollars. J'ai besoin de l'argent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8553641432593553133?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8553641432593553133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8553641432593553133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/je-veux-acheter-cette-robe.html' title='Je veux acheter cette robe !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5426014057822901055</id><published>2009-05-27T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:18:50.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought she was my favorite,</title><content type='html'>I feel so betrayed by her haaha, tho it's over the dumbest reason ever I'm still mad at her . Tho she gave me an opportunity to do my show, and I'm taking it . BLEH . LOL K bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5426014057822901055?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5426014057822901055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5426014057822901055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-thought-she-was-my-favorite.html' title='I thought she was my favorite,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1935494119441422434</id><published>2009-05-26T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:19:14.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I-Search</title><content type='html'>So we're in Mr. Mann's room right now, and he's kinda scaring the crap outta me . LOL, he's never been so friendly like this to me at all . It's kinda freaky ! Haaha, and nam is like ehffing reading everything I'm typing, and helluh needs to stop ! HAAHA . And we're working on our I-Search stuff, I want to be an Elementary School Teacher. Haaha for some reason, It would be super cute tho . Oh yeah with a part-time in Photography . Haaha, iI'm still super hungry . UGH . I can't wait for lunch man . K bye I gots to help nam now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1935494119441422434?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1935494119441422434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1935494119441422434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-search.html' title='I-Search'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-581491950961550978</id><published>2009-05-24T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:19:39.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai besoin de ..</title><content type='html'>Dim Sum Pad Thai Sushi Ice Cream &amp;amp; Cheetos ,Comfort Food, to make up for these past few days . And help me think ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://touringmalaysia.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/dimsum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 150px;" src="http://touringmalaysia.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/dimsum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.menupages.com/boston/padthai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 211px;" src="http://blogs.menupages.com/boston/padthai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i528.photobucket.com/albums/dd327/wollawollawolla/ben--jerrys-half-baked-26672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://i528.photobucket.com/albums/dd327/wollawollawolla/ben--jerrys-half-baked-26672.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt166/gcar12001/cheetoscheddarJalapeno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 211px;" src="http://i608.photobucket.com/albums/tt166/gcar12001/cheetoscheddarJalapeno.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-581491950961550978?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/581491950961550978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/581491950961550978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/jai-besoin-de.html' title='J&apos;ai besoin de ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6577412783548958650</id><published>2009-05-23T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:20:01.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost,</title><content type='html'>Screaming at the top of lungs, constantly asking myself "What's wrong with me ?! Am I out of my mind ?" Everyone else was very prepared, but I was just ready for anything . Foolishly, I gave in . What's so bad about it anyways, it didn't feel like much of a big deal afterwards anyways ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6577412783548958650?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6577412783548958650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6577412783548958650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost.html' title='I lost,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1389514409971298837</id><published>2009-05-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:40:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite an Apology,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I may say so myself . He stayed up until 3 AM, making arrows and a dozen paper flowers, that i love . Just so he could set up outside Fourth Block with signs saying "I'm Stupid", "I'm Sorry", and "I Love You" and a note that put the cherry right on top ! haaha, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish everyone else could see how wonderful &amp;amp; great he treats me&lt;/span&gt; despite the foolish and stupid mistakes and minor fights . He always finds his way to make up for it, and that's what I love oh so much . Thanks Fernabear, I love you too .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.tinypic.com/2l9kqr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/34rydxi.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Click for letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-1389514409971298837?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1389514409971298837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1389514409971298837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/quite-apology.html' title='Quite an Apology,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/34rydxi_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3466216678047545205</id><published>2009-05-20T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:20:30.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball Open Gym</title><content type='html'>Made me super happy, thanks "Team Salsa" and the Mangina, and Tameeka . (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3466216678047545205?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3466216678047545205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3466216678047545205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/volleyball-open-gym.html' title='Volleyball Open Gym'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7233240745402999398</id><published>2009-05-20T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:16:18.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Foolish Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How could I let you take advantage of me like that ? You seriously let me down, if you were someone else it wouldn't be as big of a deal as it is . But too bad you're you, I don't know what to say or do . You scare me now, I'm beginning to see who you truly are . I still accept you and love you all the same it's just this thing is all up in the way, It's bugging me like crazy . It's biting at my innocence and making me even more scared, I know I'll never look at you the same way. I know I'll never hug you the same way either, It's always just going to be awkward between us . Even if we do talk it out and make up . I already know many tears will be shed, becuhs lots have already . I'm ready for it, I'm not okay with it . Becuhs I told myself I wouldn't cry over absurd things anymore . Too bad I will be, and too bad I am . You truly don't understand how much I feel hurt and betrayed for some reason, You totally made yourself look bad . You're a douche, but I forgive you ? Er I will sooner or later . This just makes everything bad between us, and tho we may be strong enough to continue . It's always going to hurt becuhs I know . and I won't ever forget . Especially the situation, time, and place you confessed to me, in which makes it all the more horrible . I still love you, forgive you, and thank you for everything else, but it all still does not change a thing of today . What's going to happen to us ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now you know ..&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7233240745402999398?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7233240745402999398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7233240745402999398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-foolish-child.html' title='I&apos;m a Foolish Child'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2990784672883512983</id><published>2009-05-20T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:21:01.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/ShSxrLr6aUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Xq724RFTJGM/s1600-h/CIMG3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/ShSxrLr6aUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Xq724RFTJGM/s200/CIMG3916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338086813770344770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/ShSxnQev1II/AAAAAAAAAGw/3YD5xPkXbes/s1600-h/CIMG3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/ShSxnQev1II/AAAAAAAAAGw/3YD5xPkXbes/s320/CIMG3912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338086746337825922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our picture has come true ..&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32713417@N04/sets/72157618466557977/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2990784672883512983?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2990784672883512983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2990784672883512983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/ShSxrLr6aUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Xq724RFTJGM/s72-c/CIMG3916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4643269958638784730</id><published>2009-05-19T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:21:18.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonne Cinq Mois Fernababy !</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in awhile cuhs well I've got nothang special going for me lately and I've been quite busy ! Especially with all these darn projects ..but I'm still getting thru the day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually decided to dress up for the sake of "Jimmy Neutron Day", or simply Nerd Day . Ahaah . I ended up looking pretty darn good I must say ! (= HAAHA . But anyways, Chelsea Tequila arrived at my house at 630 haaha . It was helluh later than I thought ! Lol, but its k . We got to school and I accidently slammed the car door when chelsea was thanking my brother for the ride ! LOL . Good stuff, haaha . Too bad no one yelled stripper at chelsea continuously cuhs she would have stripped !  I yet again did not turn hw for French class cuhs I didnt know what it was cuhs I never do haaha, cuhs I never write it down cuhs I say I will ask someone later but I never do ! UGH, haaha . I'm heading really down-hill in that class haaha I still at least have a B . But I need an A so I guess I'll start up again ..Too tired to post about the rest of the day so yeah, Au Revoir .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4643269958638784730?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4643269958638784730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4643269958638784730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonne-cinq-mois-fernababy.html' title='Bonne Cinq Mois Fernababy !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-9064625465612035933</id><published>2009-05-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:21:34.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glorious Day for JFK 'Running Club'</title><content type='html'>My day started out with me freaking out about how I woke up a whole Sixteen Minutes late ahaah ! and then yeah I went to school decided to wear my booty cargo shorts ! WOOP . First block we ate an official "Francais Petit Dejeuner" LOL . Crepes made by madame qadir, qhiche, nutella, cwoissants, cider, nesquik, and Fernabear attempted to make a crepe ..didn't crap 'em up no worries ! LOL . But everythang was so darn delicious ! fasho . Advisory we ended going to the Round Room for a lecture on the PBL, Peanut Butter &amp;amp; Lamb Project . Which until this cooch named fernan thought the homo-est thang EVER . He's so not straight ..Je t'adore de toute façon . Second block I got major lazy ! as usual ..third block, WATER POLO . Crazy shtuff and not as violent as expected (= I had "SEX" in the shower with chelsea ..yet again ! and then didn't get to eat ..we only made it to the car and thas as far as it went . Cuhs I couldnt decide if I wanted to eat and If so then what I would want to eat . LOL . So i somehow ended up being late to Computers where everythang pissed me off ! UGH i wish I didnt show at all . But whatever the meet made everythang so much better ! everythang shall be self-explanatory ..&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32713417@N04/?changedlayout=1"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sg5PppyEsbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6tUL7TTIFkg/s1600-h/CIMG3830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sg5PppyEsbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6tUL7TTIFkg/s320/CIMG3830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336290185489723826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;G'nite World !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-9064625465612035933?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/9064625465612035933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/9064625465612035933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/glorious-day-for-jfk-running-club.html' title='A Glorious Day for JFK &apos;Running Club&apos;'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sg5PppyEsbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6tUL7TTIFkg/s72-c/CIMG3830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2153966773524481627</id><published>2009-05-13T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:21:49.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay So I Made A Mistake Last Post</title><content type='html'>Ahaah, My virgin eyes have already been partially ruined before the thing with joyce, It was like last friday with Tyeshia Tyeesir Afrolocks ..I don't really wanna go into detail about it haaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2153966773524481627?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2153966773524481627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2153966773524481627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-so-i-made-mistake-last-post.html' title='Okay So I Made A Mistake Last Post'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2384617689019632197</id><published>2009-05-12T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:22:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shwine Ploo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel disgusting and sick, I havent posted for awhile . At first I started getting an itchy throat sunday afternoon and then it came full force and now my throat hurts like a bitch when I talk but my voice isnt scratchy or anything so I am quite confused . And yesterday we started swim in PE I love it lots, I just hate having to wash my hair and rinse my body and all those wonderful shenanigans after . ugh, and since yesterday my eyes have been hurting lots especially when I wake up in the morning and naps and what not . and my nose is all shtuffy and I cant shmell nothang ahaah ! this is depressing me, and I still don't believe I'm sick . Lol . My virgin eyes have also lost their innocence, thanks to joyce xP LOL . UGH, I'm hungry ! K bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2384617689019632197?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2384617689019632197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2384617689019632197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/shwine-ploo.html' title='Shwine Ploo'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6827094960360906606</id><published>2009-05-08T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:22:14.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's supposed to bring us down ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Since when ? Coaches are supposed to train you, challenge you, inspire you, push you, and all that good shtuff . I get that from every other coach, but my own . Every sprinter hates him with a passion, his students could do without . So why not just leave our school ? If you're so good of a coach then coach at a different school torture other students . Upset, guilt, and depress others . YOU ASS . Three more days, and IM DONE . You best believe, it's not like yous mah daddy or nothing so don't act like it . Don't treat me like I'm dumb, don't make me feel guilty when you deserve some blame . Fuck off man . Leave me the fuck alone .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6827094960360906606?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6827094960360906606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6827094960360906606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-supposed-to-bring-us-down.html' title='He&apos;s supposed to bring us down ?'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3924043680471703942</id><published>2009-05-08T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:46:21.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Anniversaire Charlotte et Donoman .</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Charlotte, Happy Birthday Donovan&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Cumpleanos Charlotte, Feliz Cumpleanos Donovan&lt;br /&gt;Maligayang Kaarawan Charlotte, Maligayang Kaarawan Donovan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot to write about yesterday so I will ..right now ! haaha, So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; we had our last track meet, besides finals but yeah . pretty sad, and empty in that stadium than usual . I placed numero uno in the 100M, but unknowingly was removed from 4x400 ? Ugh and sucked ass in the 4x100 . YAY . Nothang too good about the meet besides the 100m and the Introduction that finally happened . Altho he thinks he didnt do too hot, he still did pretty darn goood . I mean being the first boyfriend ever outta all my mom's five children haaha He did goood . She looved him, she thinks he's a good guy and all this other great shtuff so yeah, I'm content ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we finally had our track meet in PE, pretty darn exciting I must say . Ahaah, I was surprised I placed (first?) in long jump cuhs I never do so hot in the whole 'jump' part of it all haahahaha ! but it was exciting, Today was also charlotte&amp;amp;donovan's birthday as you can tell ! I hope you both had goood ones (= ! So I guess i HAVE to go to practice even tho I do not belong in 4x100 at all, I can stick with just one event . I have no problem with it . I wish charlotte was doing it, she does so much better with the handoff I hate my fooolish mistake of thinking I could do it ..bleh .Whatever kbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3924043680471703942?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3924043680471703942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3924043680471703942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/bon-anniversaire-charlotte-et-donoman.html' title='Bon Anniversaire Charlotte et Donoman .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4294790509884623620</id><published>2009-05-07T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:54:23.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarcasm is too obvious .</title><content type='html'>I've known all three of you for such short time and easily trusted you, made you a good friend of mine . Silly Me, how dare I ..but then again how dare you . Hurt me, betray me, steal from me right under my nose, thas what you all did . I'm sorry for trusting you, treating you like a good friend, accepting you, held your hand when you cried, and stayed with you thru all the bullshit . and you still ended up doing this to me, thanks a lot you guys, you're great friends . ahaah, sarcasm is too obvious, but honestly three gals will not be seeing the charming side of me any longer ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal #1: I've known you since seventh grade, since the first day of school you tried to steal me from my friends ? and they got mad at you I offered to still be your friend, but you didn't take it up . And well we didnt start talking til well recently . I held your hand, tho you didnt want me to, when those people left you hanging, I cheered you on . I shared my shtuff with you . But you, treat me like you're superior and I'm the ground you walk on . You gave me nothang, no friendship no feeling . Cuhs your pride holds you back. Your insecurities closed you shut, to everything . But soooner or later you'll learn that you hafta change and open up to SOMEONE . yadig ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal #2: You're a friend, and a friend to my friends . But you over here, tryna think you're sly or some shtuff and steal my closest friend from me ? I mean i usually would never get jealous over little girl shit like this but I mean forreal ..grow up . Just cuhs your jealous cuhs I've known her longer, I'm closer to her family, I'm right around the corner, I spend half my time that I do have with her . Doesn't mean you can try to take her away from me . I mean if I'm talking to her don't fucking interrupt or step in front . Cuhs bitch I will push you . And don't hit me like that and act like it's nothing and when I hit you back "playing around" like you act like I'm attacking you, I meean fuck off if you play that game then fucking bring it on bitch . I've got plenty of anger waiting inside for you so be ready  if you think you handle it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal#3: a Best friend of my own heart, I thought you truly meant something to me . We both held each other's hand when the going went absolutely tough. And we cried on the phone together too . You had my back for all this time and you offered my security and to help me escape from it all . But really does everything always hafta be about you ? it looks so ugly on you ..yaknow the whole self-centered thang and that "I'm always right" or the "end of the world" kinda thang yadig.  Grow some balls, and put them to use .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4294790509884623620?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4294790509884623620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4294790509884623620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/sarcasm-is-too-obvious.html' title='Sarcasm is too obvious .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2400601280963161072</id><published>2009-05-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:22:42.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Took over and now i'm stuck confused and worried about my horrible grade that is slipping in French daarn it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2400601280963161072?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2400601280963161072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2400601280963161072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7788698639765176021</id><published>2009-05-02T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:22:58.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strongly advise,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you to visit: http://sappnasty.blogspot.com/ .&lt;br /&gt;Tyeesir's Blog, and scroooll down to the ground .&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy tha picture as much as I enjoyed that cake !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-7788698639765176021?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7788698639765176021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7788698639765176021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/strongly-advise.html' title='Strongly advise,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6861277150681905959</id><published>2009-05-02T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:23:11.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends again ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;so it seems [they] worked their problems out ..thank god . It was hard seeing them fight like beeeezies they are . but im glad it's alll settled ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOQpLMJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/r4fzv1I_tI4/s1600-h/0502090924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOQpLMJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/r4fzv1I_tI4/s320/0502090924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331440868606554258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOiBoRdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ajz_6GI1p6A/s1600-h/0502090925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOiBoRdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ajz_6GI1p6A/s320/0502090925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331440873272526290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^^Enjoy my view from the chair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im here at my aunty valy's dentist office in freaking Antioch ..YAY . ahaah, such fun ; My appointment went great as usual . cept i have a cavity -_________-; so i hafta to come back with my brother who has four ?! what the hell has he been eating haaha . so yeah Im reallly tired cuhs my mom made me wake up hellsa early just for this . bu t im super happy i get to go to my banquet ahaah . my moms a beezy she made it sound like it was just my brothers appointment and that we were boutta be here all day freaking long . but i might go to danville so i can go to her house for thee fight ! ahaah, gotta go now . For les nourritures and la maison .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOjeG-1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6xpBCoON2sY/s1600-h/0502091021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOjeG-1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6xpBCoON2sY/s320/0502091021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331440873660414802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^the results of a minor check-up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE blog ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6861277150681905959?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6861277150681905959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6861277150681905959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-again.html' title='Friends again ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sf0VOQpLMJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/r4fzv1I_tI4/s72-c/0502090924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2818746613818260703</id><published>2009-05-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:23:25.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems as tho ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.. you will never cease to amaze me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nothang ever gets old with you, and nothing ever will . thas what it feels like, you give me so much to look forward to, to smile about, to be happy for, to be thankful for, to love, to cherish, and to hope for .  Your reassurance &amp;amp; comfort is promising and enjoyable . You make my everyday, and altho I feel as if I'm slowly drifting from my close kids becuhs of you, at the moment you're all I need for that smile when I need it most, and that love that fills me when I'm left so empty most times . It makes me cry sometimes, but only thru happiness ..it makes me feel super dumb but it always happens . But all thanks to you . You've accepted every thing about me, and you make it seem like my imperfections are the best parts of me . You take every piece of crap I complain, bitch, and moan about and sit there and take it . You're okay with kicking ass for me and sticking up for me like a real man, as much as you're cool with me kicking ass myself . You make everythang worth smiling and feeling good about, Thank You . And tho this is like the corniest, gayest, dumbest piece of cliche crap ever I just want you to know I'm always thinking of you and thanking you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-2818746613818260703?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2818746613818260703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2818746613818260703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-seems-as-tho.html' title='It seems as tho ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3206346228593883215</id><published>2009-05-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:23:41.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish Stubborn Stingy Kinda Gal,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thas what you are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; As a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt; team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; we always try to make things work ..but do you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Of Course Not, you have too much pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; we always try to share and be generous ..but do you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nope, cuhs you've only got more than enough for you&amp;amp;yourself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; we tell each other everythang, knowing [we] can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; each other ..but do you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HELL NO, cuhs apparently nothang's secret especially thru your own assumption of some things, I mean come on altho you made yours obvious, [we] ALL kept your secrets and you can't keep one you made up to yourself ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;GET OVER your insecurities and stop hurting the people who love, care, understand, and who would have always been there for YOU for stupid drama shit like this ..live up to the balls you appear to have and just fucking apologize with meaning to her . I love you both, but seriously ..I mean come on;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For the sake of Princess&amp;amp;Tyeesir , the team, the family, the friendship ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-3206346228593883215?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3206346228593883215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3206346228593883215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/selfish-stubborn-stingy-kinda-gal.html' title='Selfish Stubborn Stingy Kinda Gal,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1006120430017602818</id><published>2009-05-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:24:05.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUUUDE,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;vhaat the ehff man, I can't make damn brownies for compuuters cuhs i dont have ehffing Vegetable Oil ! DARN IT, and im not boutta buy no brownies from the store . thas no fun ! haaha, this sucks some super girl balls ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1006120430017602818?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1006120430017602818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1006120430017602818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/05/duuude.html' title='DUUUDE,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8859697987504310168</id><published>2009-04-30T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:24:18.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Shlam !</title><content type='html'>helllluh pumped me to start writing &lt;strike&gt;again&lt;/strike&gt; i loved it. It was quaint, cute, simple, and short . ahaaah. and yet oh so very exciting ! Arbaz and ..that one guy had some pretty darn good pieces of work . And tyeshia all last minute on us HAAHA . i liked hers tooo even tho she didnt say it in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOYCE ELIANA KEOKHAM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-8859697987504310168?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8859697987504310168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8859697987504310168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/poetry-shlam.html' title='Poetry Shlam !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1941033450527891595</id><published>2009-04-28T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:24:41.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helluh wishlist shopping in computers ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chic.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pCHIC1-5704433dt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 328px;" src="http://chic.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pCHIC1-5704433dt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/56275486-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/56275486-03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1941033450527891595?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1941033450527891595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1941033450527891595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/helluh-wishlist-shopping-in-computers.html' title='Helluh wishlist shopping in computers ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6519409147677917321</id><published>2009-04-27T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:24:57.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JKeedang tho joycee ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.. i found my stylus girrl haaha ! yay (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it was in one  of my totes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6519409147677917321?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6519409147677917321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6519409147677917321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/jkeedang-tho-joycee.html' title='JKeedang tho joycee ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5868926523690267993</id><published>2009-04-26T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:26:20.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi dia ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;..was normal, nothang absolutely wonderful about it but nothang horrible either, so its always good .my day started off as a normal sunday ..awoken by my oh so wonderful dadums ! ugh like eight:somethang ahaah i know its not that early but id love to sleep in on the weekend every once in awhile ! yadig ? but yeah anyways, i've been switching off and on the computer to my room to the kitchen to the ..not the tv cuhs my brother keeps hogging it xP LOSER, haaha . whatever . Can you believe i actually studied for Star testing, i'm so proud of myself . ahaah, and i even went out to safeway on my own to get shnacks for it as well . Lol, but then my mom and i went shopping for ateh tee cuhs we forgot to get her somethang for her housewarming party ! Lol, so today i was asked three times in kohl's if i worked there and then twice in Jc Penny and then like four times in forever 21 HAAHA . oh buut speaking about forever 21 I saw angie and rikki there . rikki helluh pointed me out, and i got scared ..and then i saw angie who then gave me the most awkward hug and then my mom walked by haaha with this really cuute purple strapless dress that she almost bought me but then yeah she didnt LOL . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  So now you know ..&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/5170100370557213537-5868926523690267993?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5868926523690267993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5868926523690267993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/mi-dia.html' title='Mi dia ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5004291114901100547</id><published>2009-04-26T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:10:03.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, Taas, Haut .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In theaters May 29th, take me to see it and I'll be oh so delighted .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKMHMTbF4pw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKMHMTbF4pw&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGHfrLZffPo&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pGHfrLZffPo&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fcxkKspq0c&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fcxkKspq0c&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="197"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/5170100370557213537-5004291114901100547?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5004291114901100547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5004291114901100547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-taas-haut.html' title='Up, Taas, Haut .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8095740146070402251</id><published>2009-04-26T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:26:53.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes, Zapatos, Chaussures !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Im in definite need of white flats at the the moment, and in mos def want of white shoes preferably converse for some reason ! ahaah, like these leather ones ..http://www.journeys.com/product.aspx?id=89147#reviews ! I liiikes them lots . but they only haave them in Valley Fair ?! i dont think i want my mom to drive me there, and she said I could only buy new shoes if I sold my old ass Filas, SO YEEAH does anyone wanna buy them they've only been wore once still look&amp;amp;smell brand new they're size 7 in women i believe so hit me up ! nowwww ! so i can get me some shoes (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;these ones are just fun to look at for me haaha, i'd probably never wear them ! LOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shop2.vans.com/wcsstore/Vans/images/products/F603JWB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://shop2.vans.com/wcsstore/Vans/images/products/F603JWB.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8095740146070402251?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8095740146070402251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8095740146070402251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/shoes-zapatos-chaussures.html' title='Shoes, Zapatos, Chaussures !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1689842680043910681</id><published>2009-04-25T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:27:40.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to the party ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So today I was supposta go to Jacob's little brothers party ahaah, but my  mom got lazy so we ended up watching movies . Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;College R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oad Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Made Of Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mad Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meet The Robinsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and somethang else ? I forget .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but yeeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was pretty darn tiring watching all of those for some reason haaha, it was bad tho we all just came home from a workout cuhs my mom and brother went to the 24Hour Fitness and I was at Open Gym for volleyball ! Which was suuper goood, I love Coach Jae he's so cool, understanding, and helpful . I'm gad we're gonna have a steady coach this year and actually have a chance of winning ! LOL, he says he wants to take us to NCS we are gonna make it watch !(= OH and his wife is helluh funny she's gonna be our new "Coach Mom" ahaah, but no one's really gonna replace the real Coach Mom S2 . This season of volleyball is boutta be helluh poppin' ! HAAHA, but i'm still kinda sad I cant go to my own ehffin banquet ?! I mean whaat the hell, I HAD to go to alluh my brothers and my dads banquets and Im not even able to go to MY OWN first banquet for me ! ahaah, becuhs my BROTHER has a dentist a appointment its all such nonsense, but hopefully my mom will let me go with stevie ..so i can experience one for myself by myself ..AHAAH . But thas pretty much all for now .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1689842680043910681?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1689842680043910681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1689842680043910681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-happened-to-party.html' title='What happened to the party ?'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6169477245434079322</id><published>2009-04-24T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:27:57.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;im helluh gonna cry haahaha, i cant find the trailer for "up" in french anymore ! ugh, im sad ..ima go shleep and eat it off .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;NITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now you know ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6169477245434079322?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6169477245434079322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6169477245434079322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4761204410260355193</id><published>2009-04-24T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:17:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne pas oublier !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;CONTINOUS PLAY, i love watching this, idk why its rather gay but I LOOOOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="311"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Pmac0pm7fE/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/Pmac0pm7fE/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="311" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/akangsomad/video/mKDzmT92/demi-lovato-dont-forget-official-music-video-music-video/"&gt;Dont Forget (Official Music Video) - DEMI LOVATO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4761204410260355193?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4761204410260355193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4761204410260355193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/ne-pas-oublier.html' title='Ne pas oublier !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7114668832923446129</id><published>2009-04-24T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:16:30.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alors aujordhui,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waaas tres beeezahr ahaah, the schedule was really dumb it was "career day" but it was only half a career day big whoop ?! LOL . I say if you give us a career day, make it for the entire day ahaah, quite the idea i must say ..cuhs if you're tryna get kidds interested in jobs give us more than two careers to preview ahaah ! but anyways, It was a rather good day, again Lol . So today we started with homeroom, Rachard Jeppree was there and happened to leave fonzi's pants who donovan claimed his ahaah ? i was confused for like two minutes but its k i always am . I wore them the entire day and i looved it, guys skinnies are sooo comfortably baggy for me ! ahaah, and the pockets were my favorite ! So i leftt advisory fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r Session#1, which turned out to be an absolute lie ! It was certainly not a class about Education and Child Development ..it was an intro to ROP Classes ?! Dick heads, or as ferna would say, dumbass chickenhead nigga . After that was "observation" which we just all went out to the quad and looked at the booth table thangs my favorie was the one right outside the round room with the money pencils ! HAAHA, but then a few minutes later they added the worst touch ever haaha it was a flyer thang for Digital Video Arts with my brother on it with other p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eolpe ?! haaha, it was shameful . While i stared in amazement richard jeppree seriously pisshed off boyfraan, which higly scared me cuhs I've never seen him so mad about somethang as small as that . I was sooo like afraid to say anythang so i kept quiet ahaah . session#2 was gooood but whenever "LC" spoke i caught up on my sleeeep bleh . the day was gooooood, except lunch when me and ferna finally realized the taQUERIA was closed por siempre haahahahahhaha, ugh . I felt bad cuhs he was heeelluh craving mexican nourritures (x but we hit up am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pm anyways . Once i got to PE i felt like sucha fat kid ahaah, cuhs i dont usually have pe right after lunch it was STRANGE . ahaah, but now we're in fourth block computers where martins "cousin" chloe is getting put on blast for visiting without an invitation haaha . Darn, we'll see whaat happens ..kBye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfSy3ygCMiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lYLozbeZRXw/s1600-h/CIMG3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfSy3ygCMiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lYLozbeZRXw/s320/CIMG3725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329080930604823074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;^^Cuhs ima boy !(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7114668832923446129?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7114668832923446129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7114668832923446129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/alors-aujordhui.html' title='Alors aujordhui,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfSy3ygCMiI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lYLozbeZRXw/s72-c/CIMG3725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2241449170318639059</id><published>2009-04-23T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:05:54.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better days,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I love it everyday is a goooood day these days, ahaah. Today I actually woke up like right at 6.oo ! It was ehffing beautiful . but anyways I finaally beat my mile time of 7.28 and i finally got 7.18, my new goal is to get in the 6's ! FASHO ima get there in a few weeks you'll see .Fourt block we finally had joyce to help me and charlotte with the letterhead document thang xP took us all week to do this damn document ! AHAAH, but yeeah. I found somethang to do after schoool cuhs i was freaking out since there was no practice for track but yeeah i told charlotte id "watch badminton" with her haaha&lt;/span&gt; .  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;None of us really ended up watching anythang much cuhs we up in the bleachers ehffing around haaha . Oh yeeah but before that I semi almost didnt really learn how to use a butttahfly knife thang haaha, oh yeeah and that i learned Fernabear did ?! LOL, me and dahlia got scared after that haahaha, but yeeah. Dahlia was being an absolute butt saying me and fernabear were exactly alike and what not HAAHA, that sounds really weird tho so i'm in denial about that ..Lol . well thas about it on my part, enjoy tha pictures !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfHGfM-H9aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OI6b12kJUcQ/s1600-h/CIMG3723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfHGfM-H9aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OI6b12kJUcQ/s320/CIMG3723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328258073516045730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfHGfAOc0fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XzOhaWsdx_k/s1600-h/CIMG3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfHGfAOc0fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XzOhaWsdx_k/s320/CIMG3722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328258070094860786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SfHGfO8LCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H1KhJ-D6gaM/s1600-h/CIMG3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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HAAHA ,</title><content type='html'>Im reading charlottes mind ! im "eavesdropping" apparently ! haahahahahahahahha, I DIDNT LOOK UP DOUCHE in french, now Martin wants some Supreme ! Charlotte lost her train of thought becuhs of me ! (= IM STUCK, i guess im done now cuhs yeah, bleh Im so mad this is quite short ..whatever k. Until next timee vaggots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3348858690272669683?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3348858690272669683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3348858690272669683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/charlotttte-est-un-cretin-haaha.html' title='Charlotttte est un secousse ! HAAHA ,'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4787580421186428614</id><published>2009-04-22T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:05:12.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Et pourtant, je suis toujours à pleurer sur lui</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;et pourquoi vous demandez ..cuhs he's a selfish stupid muhfckin jerk who doesnt understand what i had to go thru myself and needs to realize its his turn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4787580421186428614?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4787580421186428614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4787580421186428614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/et-pourtant-je-suis-toujours-pleurer.html' title='Et pourtant, je suis toujours à pleurer sur lui'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4557660667657311322</id><published>2009-04-21T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:08:52.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Où est Joyceee ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where is joyceee these days I havent seeeen her butt in like and week and somethang days ! ..oh there she is !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4557660667657311322?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4557660667657311322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4557660667657311322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/ou-est-joyceee.html' title='Où est Joyceee ?!'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-4242113993316705569</id><published>2009-04-14T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:33:06.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall Cart Salesman ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Oh my you are crazy ! #Six things i hate about you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- You call filipino looking people "maganda"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- You harass to buy crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- You talk to us and bother when its very unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Make rude comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Make us feel bad when we dont buy your shit .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- and Play absolute innocents for money ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I mean isnt that what its all about for you to be a salesman ?! DUH we're not stupid ..thanks for giving my mom a nervous breakdown yesterday she couldn't shop after that . JERK -____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-4242113993316705569?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4242113993316705569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/4242113993316705569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/mall-cart-salesman.html' title='Mall Cart Salesman ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5995838290325883998</id><published>2009-04-13T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:25:40.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>je suis tombée en amour ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fragrantica.com/images/perfume/nd.5917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.fragrantica.com/images/perfume/nd.5917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need it ! I want it ! I MUST have it ! PLEASE ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5995838290325883998?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5995838290325883998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5995838290325883998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/je-suis-tombe-en-amour.html' title='je suis tombée en amour ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-278293377762388813</id><published>2009-04-12T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:08:22.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My last day of lent ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Todays the last day without cussing YAY . but anyways ..I was waiting for hours til we could leave for SF and enjoy the P.I.C. Luau ! I was sooo mad my brother didn't tell me MissCarolinexoxo was there (her real name is April!?) HAAHA but yeeah I got a video of every single one of her sets so yeah but I'm not boutta post them cuhs well thas gay LOL, My dad was helluh tryna make me take a picture with her i did but its on my brother's girlfraaan's camera ! xP so yeeah I'll be getting that soon . She's so petite in person ..LIKE super duper uber skinnay . iss crazy; But other than that ..My dad was getting heelluh mad cuhs he thought no one knew where to go around the SFSU campus but I was telling him the entire time ..and my mom just kept interfering ?! but whatever we made it there . It toook the longest time ever for all the performances &gt;:[ But they were good at least ahaah ! We got home at like Eleven Somethang and yeeah and everyone just stayed up til like one  playing wii . While I was in my cozy little room on the phone with my boyfran sleeeeeping ! ahaah, i think i was mumbling shtuff in my sleep ahh ! Hopefully he doesnt say anything . well  byee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-278293377762388813?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/278293377762388813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/278293377762388813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-last-day-of-lent.html' title='My last day of lent ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1416745749790877670</id><published>2009-04-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:43:58.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Vendredi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've been napping alot tooday ! its good, i love catching up on my ugly rest . Me and my mom went shopping and actually bought shtuff but she said we'll save all the real shopping for when we go to SF on monday or somethang . I'm boutta get hellluh sundresses, i wanna wear dresses to school from now on . I think it'd be kinda cuute, only if i get someone to wear them with me along with non-booty short shorts yadig ? I aint boutta get a saturday from dr. halbe -____- I really i wish ima have a chance to sneak fernan in sometime next week ! so i can watch mulan with him and whooop him at Wii Tennis ! Yeeeah . Kuya Mark is supposta be showing up now I'm excited (= I hope he shows ..soon . Bleh I'm helluh bored . there's no one to talk to .cuhs everyone's being super gay and not texting me back ! BLEH, I've eaten nothang but chocolate today, it was beautiful . And I still havent been able to dig into my Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's . I will soon tho . once I get super tired and what not . Tomorrow i will going of to SFSU's Poly Club Luau so I'm rather excited becuhs I love going to those ..and the entire fam including the girlfriends are going . Well except my boyfriend but you can understanf why now cant you ! Well I've got not much to say now, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jusqu'au samedi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1416745749790877670?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1416745749790877670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1416745749790877670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/bon-vendredi.html' title='Bon Vendredi!'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1070116464724579314</id><published>2009-04-09T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:09:19.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another "Best Day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawsh I'm on a good day streak ! ahaah, So I woke up just in time and remembered NOT to eat becuhs we were having a potluck in first block today ! SIMOSAS?! I love them oh soo much . AND Stevie's Coffee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sd-D_76LoyI/AAAAAAAAACw/3YfphNNVk4I/s1600-h/0409090758a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sd-D_76LoyI/AAAAAAAAACw/3YfphNNVk4I/s320/0409090758a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323118419011937058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; ..its like thee BOMB . but anyways ..I went into first block and h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;appened to find a "Fernan Fraganced Flower", which was absolutely beautiful and thoughtful of him to work so hard on it (= ! I LOVE IT BABES . We peformed our lame sketch today it didnt turn out tooo bad ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was cuute compared to the others ! haaha, but horrible compared to fernan angie xavier and taylors ! LOL, but anyways iwalked into Homeroom and found a Red Dress Shirt ..gave it to Fernan and he put it on. Third Block, Ms. P forgot ! haaha, so we had to walk back and I had to get and give it to him, then fourth I found it on my own and H&amp;amp;M Vest hanging on the door and fernan was waiting outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;and on the pole pillar thang was the final question . Him all dressed up next to the question "PROM?" (= Waaaaaaaas cuute, especially the card note thang ! so yeeah, i enjoyed it . I always do . Spent my last two and half hours with him hiding from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;janitors and checking out locks with him ..yadig ? LOL . But uhm Im gonna  miss him more than a chubby cchiild ! Until next time ..Im tired . NITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1070116464724579314?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1070116464724579314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1070116464724579314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-best-day.html' title='Another &quot;Best Day&quot;'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/Sd-D_76LoyI/AAAAAAAAACw/3YfphNNVk4I/s72-c/0409090758a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7581257717361452791</id><published>2009-04-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:09:58.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un de mes meilleurs jours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;So today was one of my best days, not one of my better ones (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved everythang about it. I got my Peer Advocates Interview ! I think i did pretty good besides the fact that Shawny made it ALL so awkward . My boyfriend came to my meet for the first time and got community service hours for it haaha. and I didnt end up having to be mad it cuhs he didnt hafta walk to TAK ..Yay ! My mom brought me jamba juice which I must say helped with my 100M cuhs I placed 2nd ! for like the first time cuhs Im usually running 200m and I always came second ..to last HAAHA . Altho everyone was attacking me and hurting me on the field ..it kept me warm on a chilly day like we have . Coach Milo how we missed and now he was there ..we begging him to leave LOL jkeedang . But yeeah he totally said my boyf was do-able but not his type ..ina playful way HES NOT GAY . My mom happened to recognize [him] haaha she was like .."I saw your 'friend' " LOL I was like yeeah you probably did . And she asked what grade he is in and I was honest for once with her and just straight up told her he's a junior ..and she was oddly okay with it . She just repeated, "Don't do anythang stupid" .So yeeah i'm pretty darn happy ! haaha, I didnt get to introduce him to my mom like i planned cuhs she was in a hurry like always and I pussied out so whatever maybe next time ! I'm excited even more haaha, today went soooooo well GAWSH . I could just marry it . WEELL GNITE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7581257717361452791?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7581257717361452791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7581257717361452791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/un-de-mes-meilleurs-jours.html' title='Un de mes meilleurs jours'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-3029154662873588792</id><published>2009-04-08T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:37:28.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peer Advocate Interview .</title><content type='html'>Lol so Ms. P and Coach Q apparently have a problem with the Peers program ?  haahaha but now i feel really special ..Ms. P said if i don't make Peers she'll make me my own special badge LOL . AWH, i loooove MISS P (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-3029154662873588792?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3029154662873588792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/3029154662873588792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/peer-advocate-interview.html' title='Peer Advocate Interview .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-7922445443454632252</id><published>2009-04-07T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T06:08:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danser au clair de lune</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Duuude j'ai tres tres tres tres faim ! haaha, slappping heeelluh gay muusic up in heere. haaha, charlotte succeds ! everytime someone says somethang ima type ..cuhs thas what i've been doing . Joyce's blog looks really cool . It's like mission ..remember when we were at vivians house and we were tryinng to beat the impossible quiz ..IT DOESN'T WORK . what she tryna tell you .whatchu break the blind boy's sight machine . maybe cuhs its google and i dont its not gonna work. i bust the windows out your car . was this is it, idk . Ehff joyce's life . Slap that desk . you're always doing this ..oh my gawhd .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-7922445443454632252?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7922445443454632252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/7922445443454632252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/danser-au-clair-de-lune.html' title='Danser au clair de lune'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5968609074342399723</id><published>2009-04-06T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:09:13.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love and you fall forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;“It's easy to fall in love, but hard to find someone who will catch you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So I'm sitting here being totally gay and constantly thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[him]&lt;/span&gt; and how much i'm much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;everyday just a little bit more and I think I'm almost there . And soon it's gonna be enough to say "I Love You" with meaning from every part of my beating heart to his . Everytime he comes to mind I get all happy and jumpy insde, but a sense of fear comes along with it . Fear that [this] won't last forever, or for when he leaves it won't last and I'll have to find someone even better . ugh, this whole feeling is wonderful but scary yadig ?! But hopefully we're strong enough to keep going ..tho i dont know how yet . BUT im thinking too far at the moment and I'm just scaring myself ..and i cant help but think about it . I went from going out with trash to a great guy and then trash guys to replace him and then I found someone perfectly imperfect . Someone who listens to me, calms me, opens to me, keeps me in check, makes me smile and gives me happiness, understands me, trusts me, assures me, respects me, holds me, hugs me, kisses me, caresses me like no other and in that way that makes it all so special . I'm enjoying this significant feeling ..knowing its gonna last .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5968609074342399723?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5968609074342399723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5968609074342399723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-over-love-you-can-get-up-fall-in.html' title='Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love and you fall forever.'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6740262164879261716</id><published>2009-04-06T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:13:42.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Apps Class !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I thought miss k was suppposed to be nice ?! im totally confused &gt;:] haahaha, its sad i thought joyce knew like every other person that i threw up on my phone! yeeah yeah whatever ..but then I got a new phone my baby . I threw up on my phone becuhs i had a bad quesadilla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and i was on my way to stevie's maison parce que we had to work on our french projet . OUI ! so there you have it .My fangers hurt ..ahaah; The typing games are fuuuuun ..i guees -_______- I'm the SHLOWEST typer ever ! haahahahhaah; 41 GWAM ! suckaaaaa, HOW DO YOU LIKE JOYCE NOW . (= Hers is like 102 GWAM; Im hungray. American apparel is so graphic.Nobody hangs out with me because i make them forget thangs ..and joyce is broadcasting it on her Facebook . &lt;/span&gt;and no&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;w she's making me make a twitter ..Progrese slow blinking . MY USERNAME IS TAKEN ?! Apparently i dont reading anythang . Charlotte is sho deeead ..her hurr is dead like ashley's weave . the heeeeeeelll . 696969* I continue this ..too bad joyce and charlotte are the only ones that are boutta get it . k BYE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6740262164879261716?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6740262164879261716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6740262164879261716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/computers.html' title='Computer Apps Class !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1638200871302377531</id><published>2009-04-04T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:54:23.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So life ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Is pretty much better ..altho I never knew i could someone so much -______-; I mishu siStar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just got this ring from my mother ..supposedly when my Lolo went to get it from his mom when she died so he could give it to my Lola his mom's sisters had already gotten a hold of its diamond and had it cut, somehow ? It's beginning to mean a lot to me and brings a sense of luck along with it .. I love it . It looks rather antique-ish but quite unique, I couldn't possibly part from this . It's cute .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last Nite we bought my dad's anniversary gift, a Wii, grand total being around $500 which aint too bad for a console, extra control+game, and three separate games i must say . My mom has had no problem with spending money lately its strange but I LOVE it ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;- So since he will be showing up to my track meet this wednesday ..I think its time I introduce him to Momma . I'm scared to see what she'll say about how old she is and what not, but excited to hear about what she thinks of him in general ! This is quite thrilling becuhs my mom has never known about any of the guys I've gone out with it, let alone liked . AHAAH, i really wanna see how things will go on after ..MAYBE i would be able to spend more time with him and get to finishing this long to-do list of ours ! WOOO, I want it to happen already .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SdlRBsRhxwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LwcJK6zNZis/s1600-h/5228580_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SdlRBsRhxwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LwcJK6zNZis/s320/5228580_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321373524221347586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I am oddly attached to this dress, its not usually somethang I would like either its just IDK ..bursting of my favorite colors i guess but I really like it and its bothering me ahaah . this is strange its not my usual taste and its scaring me .. -_________-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until next time ..&lt;/span&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/5170100370557213537-1638200871302377531?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1638200871302377531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1638200871302377531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-life.html' title='So life ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SdlRBsRhxwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LwcJK6zNZis/s72-c/5228580_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-1457865183874582922</id><published>2009-03-29T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:13:48.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normality .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So everythangs normal now ! thank jeebus . I can talk to my dad and say hi and what not (= .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i LOVE it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-1457865183874582922?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1457865183874582922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/1457865183874582922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-normality.html' title='Back to Normality .'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-2082719472840533496</id><published>2009-03-26T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:26:00.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Excitement ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;So today is our Voyage a SF ! With all the french classes (= I'm excited ..and after we get back I will be rushing off to my first meet ! WOOOOO. todays going to be a good day I can feel it ..I can't wait  to be in his arms . Parting from him is always hard haaha, it sometimes takes hours, until it finally hits us that we'll be late .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; i can't wait to see him, hold him, kiss him. I got the sweetest love, ahaah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-2082719472840533496?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2082719472840533496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/2082719472840533496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-morning-excitement.html' title='Early Morning Excitement ..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-6967506447487098214</id><published>2009-03-24T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:58:58.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO far so good..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So monday was nothang, no confrontation no nothang ..but tuesday a little approach, father decided to show to my track practice . scared me to death but at least I was doing goood with my explosions and baton tossing . until after when he told me i was taking too long getting changedd ..the fck ? bleh whatever it could have been SO much worse . but besides this, my days at school and everywhere but home are getting so much better . Life's is almost back to normal, I wish he would just gimme my beatings and yell at me already ! i hate not having my dadums to run to and say "hello" and "i love you" yaknow ..i wish he would understand why I did what I did this time, there's a reason cuhs if he were to meet him maybe he'd understand why I risked it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; for him ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-6967506447487098214?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6967506447487098214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/6967506447487098214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-far-so-good.html' title='SO far so good..'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-5957486061575911702</id><published>2009-03-23T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:47:53.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret's Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Looks like my dad found out about him, in which I will be worried to death all day today for when he shows up ..why does he feel the need to take my personal shtuff while I'm sleeping. It's technically his fault ..if he didnt want to see somethang like that then he shouldnt have taken it in the first place; Who am I keedang i sound ridiculous ..i should have listened to my mom to keep my phone off while I'm at home with him around . But he usually never does stuff like that . &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But what his usual reaction would have been wasn't what happened ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;he didn't do anythang, no harm done ..yet ? I'm scared, I don't know when he'll show or if he'll show ..I really don't want anythang bad to happy to [him] or my dad . I could really go for some comfort fooood .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now when I realize why I risked it for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; and I'm glad I did, but then again I don't wanna put him at risk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-5957486061575911702?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5957486061575911702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/5957486061575911702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/03/secrets-out.html' title='Secret&apos;s Out!'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5170100370557213537.post-8243669851381143865</id><published>2009-03-21T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:04:24.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello BlogSpot !</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK ! and I'll be blogging probably everyday if I find time, but I'ma cut this short since its the first post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5170100370557213537-8243669851381143865?l=ashkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8243669851381143865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5170100370557213537/posts/default/8243669851381143865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashkai.blogspot.com/2009/03/032109-saturday.html' title='Hello BlogSpot !'/><author><name>Ashkai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yrml7Lgk72w/SiZ5erpGWuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UZv9JiBd6wo/S220/123065210479773.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
