<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:02:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>KimoLand</title><description></description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>367</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-297316199852762972</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T05:02:48.127+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Ups and Downs</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long.&lt;br /&gt;so long that i almost forgot my blogger password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few weeks has been rather love-hate. really touched that my best friends have been behind me all along. nothing beats having true friends who'll be there no matter what. though it has been embarrassing for me to let them see me in my truly ugliest moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been looking around for a new place.&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm planning to move out.&lt;br /&gt;roomies anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably looking for a place that can hold those 2 silly kittens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-297316199852762972?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/11/ups-and-downs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-2156378973883616877</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T07:09:57.741+08:00</atom:updated><title>I would like to just...</title><description>what does it mean when everything you do seems to be pointless? even the simplest things like eating is meaningless. why do all living things need to eat? why when u cry, this liquid substance flows down your face leaving a weird stain when it dries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean when you start eating minimal just to keep your heart pumping and not for any sort of enjoyment? what does it mean when every breath you take feels like its going to be the last one? and better yet, you don't really care if it really turns out to the the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean when you start popping pills (amount unknown even to your ownself) and just lay in bed to sleep? what does it mean when you don't care if you never see the people you love ever again by leaving this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all very strange to me that i'm almost emotionless. the moments after the last breathe seems exactly what i'm craving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endless sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-2156378973883616877?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/10/i-would-like-to-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-7006059784741700472</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T03:09:41.743+08:00</atom:updated><title>No Lifer</title><description>no updates for a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;forgot how to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been bumming for these couple of months. dont know what's my next step.&lt;br /&gt;and its frightening scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice it would be to just wake up one morning knowing what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-7006059784741700472?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/10/no-lifer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-9015991343496600421</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 09:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T17:20:21.115+08:00</atom:updated><title>New Prospective on Gaming</title><description>wheeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great sleep today.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played L4D and CS yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time ever i was playing those kinda games.&lt;br /&gt;started with L4D and it was horrible trying to coordinate the up-down-left-right with the mouse rotation.&lt;br /&gt;i sucked pretty much in L4D.&lt;br /&gt;kept dying and the guys had to revive and heal me endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;managed to own Gabriel and his friend Kenneth solo quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;and i must say the guys didn't like that very much.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAN gaming isn't as boring as i thought it was afterall.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-9015991343496600421?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/new-prospective-on-gaming.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-4336619241994111482</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T02:32:14.168+08:00</atom:updated><title>Marina Barrage</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00032-739997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00032-739738.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marina barrage about 2days back.&lt;br /&gt;loved the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go there a few months back in the daytime for some picnic but thank goodness i didn't.  There are no shelters around the roof tops and bridge thus it would be blazing hot in the day time. Thus, i think im only going there in the night time for now. unless maybe singapore decides to adopt the 4 seasons then maybe i'd reconsider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00036-740334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00036-740056.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the long bridge theres many of these yacht lookalikes that are actually sitting and viewing areas. i could see tons of couples hogging this area, also people gathering to play cards. weirdly enough, i see many young people about 16-17 in groups going in there at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was wondering how the hell they got there considering the fact that the place is freaking deserted and deep in marina south. if not for the car we had i wouldn't go marina barrage even if you killed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-4336619241994111482?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/marina-barrage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-5351458573786317673</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T16:34:21.872+08:00</atom:updated><title>Retarded Excuses</title><description>the boyfriend is lying to my face again and he knows it&lt;br /&gt;so hes afraid to pick up both his phones at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sorry i was driving? (when he drives and sms and call all at once when driving?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Sorry i didn't hear (when he never puts phone silent unless in a meeting or movie?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. I was rushing how to pick up your calls?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. My phone flat la. I saving battery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what ingenious explanation he has to offer later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys just don't think of better excuses to get out of lying situations. They just reuse the same excuses over and over again. And use the same tactic over and over again praying i wouldn't notice and stupidly believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking shithead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-5351458573786317673?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/retarded-excuses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-6414217717476334610</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 07:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-05T16:04:52.843+08:00</atom:updated><title>O' Messy</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1532-784080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1532-783567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sisters studying for the Os. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thus its in the biggest messy state i've ever seen it&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/4426518630362577238-6414217717476334610?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/o-messy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-5319716339473052228</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 11:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T20:11:30.432+08:00</atom:updated><title>I hereby freeze</title><description>went to LaSalle for an admission interview.&lt;br /&gt;well got in of course.&lt;br /&gt;but now its depending on which level i get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fixed my laptop screen just now while i was at Sim Lim.&lt;br /&gt;well actually not fixed. but changed the lcd screen.&lt;br /&gt;for 230bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its ex but some say its reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading to KL this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got a break away from sillypore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-5319716339473052228?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/i-hereby-freeze.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-1139841578310954075</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-02T01:34:02.779+08:00</atom:updated><title>Bored and i'm not used to it</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1529-768421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1529-767901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yummy dinner for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been rather bored. for 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to do except getting ready for LaSalle interview on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and get my PDL tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can finally start my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-1139841578310954075?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/06/bored-and-im-not-used-to-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-8453259023192296928</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 03:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T11:56:27.793+08:00</atom:updated><title>Lost with no Directions :(</title><description>Now that i've graduated from NYP, i've been hit with the reality of "Now What?". It's definitely frightening as for the first time in life, i have no plans... just yet. Being a perfectionist, I always had ready thoughts of the future in the next phase, till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago, I tried applying for Bachelor in Graphic Communications from NAFA. When i reached the place of interview, I was instantly demoralized. There were fellow applicants waiting for their interview as well and they seemed to know each other. I analyized for a while more and noticed that each and every single one of them either had a MacBook or a MacBook Pro, accompanied by an A3 sized portfolio folder. While me on the other hand, just had certficates in hand and a soft copy of my portfolio. *Faints*. My hour of waiting was tremendous torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i sat in the waiting area, I further realised that they are all current NAFA students. During the 1 whole hour i waited, i was the only applicant that wasn't from NAFA. I thought to myself, "What the hell was i thinking applying for this course and fighting with current NAFA students!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turn, i sat down with 2 interviewers. One of them,named Clarence or Terence according to the fellow applicants, asked to see my portfolio. I apologized for the fact that i brought only the soft copy and not a laptop like the rest(Stupid laptop battery cells died and can't last for more than 5mins). So Clarence/Terence went out to find a laptop while the other interviewer started asking what i did for my FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut to the chase, i showed them barely 1/2 of the work on my portfolio when they said that my work was good but they don't think i have much experience on graphic design. Which was sadly true because the diploma i took in NYP focuses more on Multimedia rather then print media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a frank opinion on what are my chances of getting into the course and they told me to spend a year working on graphic design and apply again next year because the Bsc in Graphic Communications was a 1-year long intensive course, and they didn't think i might be able to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus before the letter from NAFA came yesterday, I knew i was going to get a letter of regret. And i wasn't surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to fight with the other NAFA applicants? I was no match for them, considering the fact that they already had 3 intensive years of graphic design experience while i only had one module on it from poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that choosing your diploma course after your O Levels is indeed a huge deal. I can say i do regret not reading more into details about what Dip in Multimedia &amp;amp; Infocomm Technology was about. I would have taken up Digital Media Design if i could rewind back to 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another interview with LaSalle on the 4th next month. And i'm still considering applying to Raffles Design Institute. But i don't know really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To work first or to continue studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a crossroads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-8453259023192296928?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/05/lost-with-no-directions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3532817458702100684</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-25T00:32:47.995+08:00</atom:updated><title>The long disappearance... and The Wants...</title><description>life is rather low profile these few months.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Asia Soft Show at Suntec Convention this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rather crazy to see lonely teenage boys bidding over 400 bucks for 400bucks worth of game money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have decided to stop procrastinating about taking driving lessons ever since my dear old mom offered to sponsor half the cost. Thus, I'm most likely to start my first lesson next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people around me have started a new trend. Of having bad infection of the eyes, that lasts up to 3 weeks. Thus I'm very very afraid. Because i wear contacts like everyday, to the extend not many people know i actually do wear glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to get the viral infection, i would just be as good as dead. and i wouldnt be able to step out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped taking pictures!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why. maybe its because i hardly hang out with girls anymore? and guys don't take pictures at all. so most likely I've been influenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. there are so many things to buy yet so little money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iconocast.com/B000000000000064/K5/News1_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.iconocast.com/B000000000000064/K5/News1_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new laptop, preferably a macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.techgadgets.in/images/seagate-freeagent-go-hard-drive-holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.techgadgets.in/images/seagate-freeagent-go-hard-drive-holi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an external hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.viralelectronics.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/rim-blackberry-bold-smartphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 339px;" src="http://www.viralelectronics.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/rim-blackberry-bold-smartphone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blackberry ( just because it looks cool), and sign a data plan. just because i am reliant on internet and i just would like to have it at my fingertips just because i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad reality is...&lt;br /&gt;its never enough... it just never is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3532817458702100684?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/05/long-disappearance-and-wants.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-6994442079448190155</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 07:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-23T15:30:11.995+08:00</atom:updated><title>Battle with the Chinese Language</title><description>We are in Singapore where our only resource is human resources. We only have brains to survive. Thats why our parents, the government and everyone else has instilled in us a standard, straightforward and clearcut mentality from the moment we could walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in Primary School, the pressure is on. Not for me to pass, but to score Band 1 or Band 2 for all subjects. I was never a fan of the Chinese Language. I could speak it proficently (picked it up from peers), but my compostion writing level up to date has remained at a basic level of Pimary 3. I failed the Chinese Language for the first time during Primary 4, which fumed my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sent for Chinese Tution and Chinese Creative Writing Classes. But even the kids at tution were better than me, no matter how hard i tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I escaped the Chinese PSLE in Primary 6 when I was wisked off to the States for a year(Thankfully). But had to face the music when i came back to enroll in Secondary 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i made it to the second best class. I dont know how but i just did. There, I continued to do poorly in the Chinese Language. I had scores which i would fail by a few marks or pass by a few marks. Very borderline and risky year i had, considering that year was my streaming year to be evaluated for Secondary 3 specialization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i managed to pass in the overall grade. Things were still boderline until i reached Secondary 4, the year of the stressful Os. Chinese O Levels were to be taken half a year early. In May 2005, i had my Chinese Oral Examination. The invigilator asked me in chinese, "What measures should Singapore do to prevent Kong3 Bu4 Fen4 Zi3?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blanked out the moment she finished asking because i had no idea what was Kong3 Bu4 Fen4 Zi3. But she managed to hint me somehow and i got the idea. It means terrorists in Chinese. Even though i managed to squeese out some crap, i got an F9 for overall Chinese O Levels. To add oil to the fire, i was the only one who did so. Kimberly Ho was every Chinese teacher's worst nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I took up Chinese Basic, a subject that would not be counted in the total agregate score but will be indicated in the GCE Cert that i do know something about Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Merit for that, thus making me confused about my proficency in my second language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Os, I was delighted that Chinese was no longer something i have to be stressed over anymore. I spoke English to everyone from then on, even when people talk to me in Chinese, I would reply in English. Not because i look down on Chinese or the people speaking it, but Only because its a language i can express myself comfortably with no barriers with the limited words and phrases in my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm awaiting graduation from a diploma in poly despite discouraging subject teachers in Secondary school remarking that i would not make it to the polytechnic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy as a clam i am :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-6994442079448190155?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/04/battle-with-chinese-language.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-8991250048003744367</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T01:37:06.239+08:00</atom:updated><title>Right Round</title><description>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rS4V-bdd3J"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rS4V-bdd3J" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=rS4V-bdd3J" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=rS4V-bdd3J" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=rS4V-bdd3J" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=rS4V-bdd3J" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/rS4V-bdd3J/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/GjDzBuo/music/saRkgmHW/florida-right-round/"&gt;Right Round - FloRida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-8991250048003744367?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/04/right-round.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-2542227635566077031</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 09:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T18:08:12.152+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm hot, and really bothered</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n648988993_1673590_3440156-776323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n648988993_1673590_3440156-776320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niceee?&lt;br /&gt;taken with a k850i which sadly, is gone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what the hell is wrong with the weather.&lt;br /&gt;it can be so hottttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;and so coldddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;it's confusing my eczema reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its times like these i wish i was back in USA.&lt;br /&gt;I would be enjoying spring now.&lt;br /&gt;it never rained in Washington State, umbrellas were foreign objects.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i dont recall the malls selling any umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 12 year old jack russell is showing signs of aging!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he's sleeping a hell lot more. small sounds doesn't wake him up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni application is a drag.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i hate doing up portfolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well till then,&lt;br /&gt;wait for pictures again.&lt;br /&gt;(if i even remember to snap some)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-2542227635566077031?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/04/im-hot-and-really-bothered.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-4431521274800993808</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T01:49:56.427+08:00</atom:updated><title>A lil bit pictureful... for once</title><description>feels like centuries since i've posted any pictures of myself.&lt;br /&gt;here's some.&lt;br /&gt;from a lovely friend, jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8984-748414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8984-748412.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8566-774868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8566-774866.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8594-774882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8594-774880.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena rape when passed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8581-748411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8581-748409.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where this is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-4431521274800993808?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/03/lil-bit-pictureful-for-once.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-8438176766146760641</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T03:28:12.350+08:00</atom:updated><title>Anti- Theft Lunch Bags</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.epromos.com/anti-theft-lunch-bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 458px;" src="http://blog.epromos.com/anti-theft-lunch-bags.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting way to customize a sandwich bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imprint it with mold graphics and presto! no one in their right mind would want to steal your sandwich. I predict it could be useful in offices, schools and even in the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOLNESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-8438176766146760641?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/03/anti-theft-lunch-bags.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3300241683720503598</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 10:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T23:31:40.880+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cheeseburger in a Can</title><description>I think this is one of the coolest thing invented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/canned-cheeseburger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/canned-cheeseburger.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeseburger in a can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/"&gt;cheese-burger.net&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The research required to write this page involved searching for the “history of canning” on google and learning that canning food was state of the art military technology in 1810 - soldiers were trained to use bayonets to open their canned meat rations. &lt;p&gt;By the middle of the nineteenth century canned food became a status symbol amongst wealthy households in Europe, this was brought on by the revolutionary can opener technology that became available at that time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All of that 200 year history has been leading to where we are now, a new more enlightened era of independant thought and advanced computer technology…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/boil-can-cheeseburger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/boil-can-cheeseburger.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is just boil it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/cheeseburger-in-a-can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/cheeseburger-in-a-can.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/boiled-cheeseburger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.cheese-burger.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/boiled-cheeseburger.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can buy this creation &lt;a href="http://www.trekking-mahlzeiten.de/trekking-mahlzeiten-online-shop/produkte/Zwischenmahlzeiten_507/Cheeseburger_in_der_Dose_4641.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3300241683720503598?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/03/cheeseburger-in-can.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3935086034810197715</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-07T00:51:34.719+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm Movie Crazy</title><description>Been on a movie watching spree during these two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 started with a couple of great movies. And when i say great, i mean really really kick ass hands down great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_benjamin.jpg"&gt;                                            &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_benjamin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_slumdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 451px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_slumdog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Button had a very sad-love kinda feeling and it didnt end happy, which made me kinda depressed because i am always looking forward to the happy ending in every movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know happy endings doesnt always happen but i like it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down Slumdog Millionaire was the most original of all. Not because of the happy and inspirational ending, but because this movie actually let you see the rurals of India and their standard of living, right the slums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other movies watched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_rolemodels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_rolemodels.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_marley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 265px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_marley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_kungfu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 265px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_kungfu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_valentine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_hjntiy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_hjntiy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2008/img_pinkpanther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2008/img_pinkpanther.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_push.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.cathay.com.sg/images/2009/img_push.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/rachel-getting-married-movie-poster.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/rachel-getting-married-movie-poster.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am crazy i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out of all these movies i've caught in the cinema, 5 were free of charge. 4 of it was seen during a marathon from 3.30pm to 11pm in one day. Had all lunch, dinner and supper all in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna tell you how i got it but it was free entry and free food delivered to my seat. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i'm a crazy movie fanatic and i can't help it, even if i have to pay for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3935086034810197715?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/03/im-movie-crazy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-2519950884513753870</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-06T23:20:50.423+08:00</atom:updated><title>From then till now</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1389-719099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/SANY1389-718615.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 4th year baby &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-2519950884513753870?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/02/from-then-till-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-6820960716200103813</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T16:17:15.526+08:00</atom:updated><title>New Phone! (again)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mobilementalism.com/imageSnag/1814-48c9aba88d9ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 306px;" src="http://mobilementalism.com/imageSnag/1814-48c9aba88d9ad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my phone again.&lt;br /&gt;its the first time ive changes so many phones in 2weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sefanboy.com/Images/2008/11/sony_ericsson_g705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://sefanboy.com/Images/2008/11/sony_ericsson_g705.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00012-798668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/DSC00012-798412.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some black charcoal mask last night and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool but painful to take out in the morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-6820960716200103813?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/02/new-phone-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3582554162078346788</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T15:36:34.831+08:00</atom:updated><title>New Phone!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cellhut.com/images/products/Sony-Ericsson-T700-Silver-3G-Smartphone-%28Unlocked%29_15703_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.cellhut.com/images/products/Sony-Ericsson-T700-Silver-3G-Smartphone-%28Unlocked%29_15703_B.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a new phone. after decades.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that im no longer crazy over phones anymore.&lt;br /&gt;like for this one, im gonna use it till it dies on me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it because its super duper light and slim and CHEAP too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling so lazy and busy the past few weeks that the blogging bug seemed to have just disappeared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3582554162078346788?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/02/new-phone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-246476043635339380</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-05T23:13:05.917+08:00</atom:updated><title>Everything's wrong</title><description>i'm sorry but i'm just dead.&lt;br /&gt;hence the dying of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would not say i've done my best in life.&lt;br /&gt;but i've certainly tried.&lt;br /&gt;at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;because you are whats keeping me breathing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-246476043635339380?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/02/everythings-wrong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3077004431972045627</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-09T00:02:48.965+08:00</atom:updated><title>I'm sorry i should die instead</title><description>I wish i could say im not largely affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could say life and death doesn't mean anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't have be sorry for the second time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3077004431972045627?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/01/im-sorry-i-should-die-instead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-3648689812713598352</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 17:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T01:42:59.842+08:00</atom:updated><title>Shitty Shitty</title><description>I'm still alive in case you're wondering about the disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my card reader and thus am unable to upload any pictures. i dont believe in buying card readers because i think its way too cheap to even be sold. its like buying plain water at a restuarant. totally wasting money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am quite busy these few weeks. i hate the company that i'm attached to. i shall not deflame it just yet because they might google their company name and find this entry if i do mention anything about it. afterall, i'm kinda graded based on their comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this company sucks big time. the most cheapo-est piece of shit i've ever came across. With me, their company strength is only at mere 3 fucking people. hope it close down midway of internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do stupid things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. filling out 50 white departure to malaysia cards for the boss&lt;br /&gt;2. go deposit cheque&lt;br /&gt;3. go Singapore Post and help them pay bills.&lt;br /&gt;4. post letter&lt;br /&gt;5. collect mail from mailbox&lt;br /&gt;6. EVERYTHING client &gt;EMAIL&gt;boss&gt; FORWARD&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;7. expected to do OT w/o pay everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to the core. and i shall deflame them really badly after i get my stupid grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Christmas was spent pathetically on the streets of Orchard Road. While NYE countdown was spent inside Zouk with my boyfriend lying drunk on the bridge outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really nice. am so freaking happy ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-3648689812713598352?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2009/01/shitty-shitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4426518630362577238.post-8881671419632834664</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T09:30:01.051+08:00</atom:updated><title>Untitled because i just cant think of any</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568953_749-777894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568953_749-777865.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got tons of pictures from last month.&lt;br /&gt;my card reader turned from rusty to missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'm just gonna upload the ones i can find in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was the 21st of November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;the last day of school. and the day i turned a year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568957_2144-756830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568957_2144-756826.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568942_8276-756799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568942_8276-756786.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568958_2493-712556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.kimmiee.com/uploaded_images/n542092311_1568958_2493-712552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my FINAL THEORY TEST last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means im able to book my TP.&lt;br /&gt;and start taking lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend's whole family is back from New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more fun awaits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internship has been rather draining on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing overtime almost everyday?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if its even right that they expect me to do overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the feel of satisfaction whenever i completed something made it worth it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go make my stand today.&lt;br /&gt;and leave at 6 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh&lt;br /&gt;it hadn't been easy blogging this entry.&lt;br /&gt;because the internet connection at work is really sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till then&lt;br /&gt;have a great week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4426518630362577238-8881671419632834664?l=www.kimmiee.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.kimmiee.com/2008/12/untitled-because-i-just-cant-think-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kimmiee)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>