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Privacy Policy

PRIVACY POLICY

Last updated: September 2026

LiewLife is a personal blog where I share reflections, experiences, and stories about everyday life. Your privacy matters to me, and this page explains how information may be collected and used when you visit this website.

INFORMATION AND WEBSITE DATA

LiewLife is hosted on Google's Blogger platform. When you visit the site, certain technical information may be processed automatically by Google and other services used by the site.

This may include information such as your IP address, browser or device information, the page you visit, and other technical identifiers.

I do not sell your personal information.

COOKIES

LiewLife and services used on this website may use cookies or similar technologies to operate the site, remember preferences, measure activity, and support advertising.

You can control or delete cookies through your browser settings.

GOOGLE ADSENSE

LiewLife participates in, or is applying to participate in, the Google AdSense program.

Google and other third-party vendors may use cookies, web beacons, IP addresses, or similar technologies in connection with advertising on this website.

Google's use of advertising cookies enables Google and its partners to serve ads based on a user's visit to LiewLife and/or other websites on the Internet.

Users may manage or opt out of personalized advertising through Google's Ads Settings. You can also learn more about how Google uses information from sites or apps that use its services.

COMMENTS

If you choose to leave a comment on LiewLife, information associated with that comment may be processed and stored through Blogger. Depending on how you comment, this may include your displayed name or Google profile information, the content of your comment, and related technical information.

Please avoid sharing sensitive personal information in public comments.

THIRD-PARTY LINKS

LiewLife may contain links to third-party websites or services, including Instagram.

When you follow a link to another website or service, its own privacy practices and policies apply. LiewLife is not responsible for the privacy practices of third-party websites.

CHILDREN'S PRIVACY

LiewLife is not specifically directed toward children under 13. I do not knowingly collect personal information directly from children.

If you believe that personal information from a child has been submitted through this website, please contact me so I can review the situation.

YOUR PRIVACY CHOICES

You can manage cookies through your browser settings and manage personalized advertising through Google's Ads Settings.

Depending on where you live, you may also have additional rights regarding your personal information under applicable privacy laws.

CONTACT

If you have questions about this Privacy Policy or privacy on LiewLife, you can contact me at:

chandraliew@outlook.com

You can also find me on Instagram:

@chandraliew

CHANGES TO THIS POLICY

This Privacy Policy may be updated from time to time to reflect changes to LiewLife, the services it uses, or applicable requirements.

The "Last updated" date at the top of this page will show when the policy was most recently revised.

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