<?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-6309011</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:29:20.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me?!</title><subtitle type='html'>none</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107960147584049961</id><published>2004-03-18T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T17:21:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>click</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107960147584049961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107960147584049961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107960147584049961' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107900769806526687</id><published>2004-03-11T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T11:49:25.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>umm... this damn layout aint working...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107900769806526687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107900769806526687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900769806526687' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107745529798126519</id><published>2004-02-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T21:17:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my handphone is gone since 20th February and shall be gone till 20th March dont msg me, you will waste a couple of cents.La salle turned out a disappointment, on saturday, and so we made the rest of the day fun on its own by doing nothing at all. (had a drinking competition using fruit juice we bought in cartons, i won.)Bought a couple of things, black skirt, 2 black tops and yeah a wrist </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107745529798126519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107745529798126519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107745529798126519' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107711061756423562</id><published>2004-02-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T21:26:16.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been having freaking CA tests and im screwed till being screwed can never be explained. The kc english marking system is so high that theres a high high high possibility that i am gonng fail my english. How screwed am i? I NEVER ever fail english!!Havent had the time since monday to come online to type shit here because i have either been banned from the net on that day, i was "busy" doing what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107711061756423562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107711061756423562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711061756423562' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107692879580753609</id><published>2004-02-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T18:55:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh the Mtv awards thingy was ohkay, an alright alternative to spending Valentines day alone or with a date you dont even like in that way. So yeah, but the only performance i actually enjoyed was simple plans. The rest kinda sucked.Me and my friends were screaming for the sake of screaming then the woman in front looked at us weirdly and we just started to scream in her ear. God we are so mean, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107692879580753609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107692879580753609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107692879580753609' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107658320004114678</id><published>2004-02-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T19:19:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was talking shit with this guy called justin on the phone, hes a complete freak man. It was freaking hot yesterday, so i was happily or rather irritatedly complaining bout the weather, "I'm so hot!" Then that shit was like "Thick skinned sia..."I was like, oh my god ya, i mean, i always knew it sounded like that but then, not many people use the word 'hot' as in hhooottt... last time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107658320004114678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107658320004114678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658320004114678' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107641664161393682</id><published>2004-02-10T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T20:44:15.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where am i going on Valentines day?!I'm going to the MTV asia awards shit, man....Wooooooo.............................Yay! Cool shit hey, i mean, i cant find anyone i would accept as my date who have already asked me so yup at least i have got somewhere to go man...It better be as time worthy as i have heard it to be... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107641664161393682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107641664161393682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107641664161393682' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107632994027098488</id><published>2004-02-09T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:34:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, this is a nice song, although i know its quite old but for all y'all who dunno it well then yeah, go download it. Anyway, cant find new nice songs to listen to because my stupid computer soundcard is screwed and i cant listen to nothing except old burnt cd's. Yeah so pity me please...! ~Artist: All American Rejects ~Title: My Paper Heart ~ Please just don't play with me My paper heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107632994027098488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107632994027098488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107632994027098488' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107624667848565884</id><published>2004-02-08T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:27:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its my party and i'd cry if i want to...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107624667848565884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107624667848565884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624667848565884' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107616934384161385</id><published>2004-02-07T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T23:58:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My birthday tomorrow... well, i dont feel like it is, aint gonna have anything special and yeah... um... boring........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107616934384161385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107616934384161385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107616934384161385' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107612955264321212</id><published>2004-02-07T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T23:45:40.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to watch Russell Seah's "crew" [Russell Seah, Graham, Timmy, Justin, Russell Gomez, Sherman, Matt and yeah a few others that im not too sure of the names.] skate yesterday at Bedok. I was sitting there watching them do stunts with Danielle, Anmari and a gal named Cheryl that i just met. Wishing like hell i could be like that too, how cool would it be for a girl to do the same stunts and shit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107612955264321212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107612955264321212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107612955264321212' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107589640327218104</id><published>2004-02-04T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:24:30.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was quite ordinary in a weirder unique way. Went to school, chatting the whole way so that was fun, found someone who went to Aussie-land, Perth, too to study so its nice to see a fellow migrater. Haha ohkay that came out weirdly.But hey ya, its nice to find someone from perth too rather than bisbane or melbourne or somewhere east of australia. Anyway, died in school, last night </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107589640327218104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107589640327218104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107589640327218104' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107564747458156418</id><published>2004-02-01T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T10:40:00.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah had quite a fun time yesterday. Went to that audition thing for the fun of going. I dont think i got in because i, myself dont walk well in heels, so yeah they asked me if i would mind being the host. "Hell yeah!" How cool would that be?! Hosting a show?! Its like when i'm older and i wanna be a reporter i can say as experienced that i hosted a show man. Will kick ass i should think...Yeah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107564747458156418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107564747458156418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107564747458156418' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107520466555616663</id><published>2004-01-27T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:59:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohkay coming to terms with reality. I have just realised that i swear too much nowadays man, i dont know why. Maybe its because everything that i seem to write in here is something i was frustrated about and it was never anything good. I dont know. I better cool it man. Well, yeah i'm here again, nothing much to report on as usual, only little bits and pieces that dont concern you at all. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107520466555616663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107520466555616663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107520466555616663' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107512786580202771</id><published>2004-01-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T22:39:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what i scored for my satanic compo?! A fucking 12/30 ohkay!!!! my first time failing a damn compo!!! i felt like crying man... what the hell?! at the least i would normally get an 18 0r 19 but hell i would have passed, always... always till now... what the fuck is with the schools standard. Like everyone failed ohkay. I wouldnt have cared if i got a 15 but not a fucking fail!!What the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107512786580202771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107512786580202771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107512786580202771' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107486834251313158</id><published>2004-01-23T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T22:34:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went skating today, with some people from school, had quite an ohkay sum of fun... Realise it wasnt so bad learning but then again, kinda still sucked at it. Need practice but it was quite fun.I mean apart from being damn slow thanks to having to carry my wallet and handphone in my hand all the way and because of these two objects i was being extra cautious about falling which made me even more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107486834251313158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107486834251313158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107486834251313158' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107474210801649593</id><published>2004-01-22T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T11:35:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Managed to skip school yesterday again which was great because yeah, somehow it was better than going and watching some stupid concert in school. I heard that 20/40+ people in my class didnt turn up yesterday so yeah, that makes it half the damn class absent so well done to all my fellow classmates for now showing up. It just shows who are the geeks and who aint. And who kick ass and who doesnt. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107474210801649593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107474210801649593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107474210801649593' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107457547311264545</id><published>2004-01-20T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T16:05:45.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stayed at home today, far away from the complications and bitchiness of school. I dont want them to see me today or rather i dont want to see them today. Let it be a day where i have no contact with "those" people. I dont know what drove me to picking this day to fake it sick and stay at home, i guess for one thing i didnt want to do P.E today especially for i find it is useless. I cant run </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107457547311264545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107457547311264545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107457547311264545' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107451044996319700</id><published>2004-01-19T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T21:20:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to school like a zombie as usual. Realised i didnt put enough gel in my hair to keep it looking neat, only being enlightened about it when i reached the school toilet but oh well, took a look around and realised, i'm in a girls school, looks dont matter...Forgot to bring my literature book today, almost died, i was like hiding behind an exercise book the whole lesson because it was only one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107451044996319700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107451044996319700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107451044996319700' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107443191941912352</id><published>2004-01-18T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T21:38:35.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bought a Status skateboard today, quite nice but then... Costly... 193 bucks! But then again i'm happy with it.Yeah man, i'm gonna learn how to skate, like can you believe it? I'm actually for real gonna learn, like in real life, not in my dreams but in real life man. Hahaha... ohkay im over exaggerating.Went with kelly and desmond to church [olps 10 today]...After church had lunch at pizza </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107443191941912352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107443191941912352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107443191941912352' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107434862265862521</id><published>2004-01-17T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T22:12:18.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skating... [as in skate boarding], issit it something suitable for girls to do?! I want to learn seriously and since i got people wanting to teach me, why not? But then what would people say? What would people think? Wannabe? Poser? I've wanted to learn for ages and now that i have a chance why the hell am i thinking twice and hesitating?! I should go out right now and buy a deck at this moment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107434862265862521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107434862265862521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107434862265862521' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107432797585972912</id><published>2004-01-17T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T16:28:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooh... i love this shitass song man, i can play it over and over again and again with out end. Obesession has taken over. Although y'all may not like it...*Artist: Blink 182 ~ Title: Stockholm Syndrome *This is the first (thing I remember)Now it's the last (thing left on my mind) Afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper)An empty heart (replaced with paranoia)Where do we go (life's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107432797585972912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107432797585972912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107432797585972912' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107426182338950889</id><published>2004-01-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T22:21:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my god, i cant believe that i actually played with that board thing. I dont know what you actually call it but i dont know why but i'm getting kinda freaked now. I dont think anything will happen to me but then again. All those people that i told, kept repeating to me that its not safe and all, that its actually the devil, not angels. I got a bit freaked after that. I only wanted to try it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107426182338950889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107426182338950889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107426182338950889' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107417508666177509</id><published>2004-01-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T21:59:59.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today my stupid form teacher freaked out like some maniac, she confiscated a girls handphone, discman and about $60 worth of make up! Like what the fuck?! Who confiscates make up?! There is NO rule in their all mighty book of school rules book that sayz ; "Students cant bring make up to school."Right?! I mean, really man, what the fuck?! I find that she is a freak, she insults people and thinks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107417508666177509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107417508666177509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107417508666177509' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107408318100676398</id><published>2004-01-14T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T20:28:12.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Second entry for today; just want to say, the tides have turned, the chess board has been set, pawns are moving and baby, i feel kinda weird now but oh boy it still feels good...[hahaha... oh my god, i sound like some poet freak]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107408318100676398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107408318100676398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107408318100676398' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107407215860633093</id><published>2004-01-14T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T18:00:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ohkay, firstly, it is true that when someone keeps looking at you, it doesnt mean they like you or are interested as you, does it? I mean, there could be a million reasons why they would want to stare at you or even glance at you a few times...So i shouldnt take it as anything positive should i? Nah... Waste my time and effort...Oh well, just another day it was today. Had to squeeze like shit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107407215860633093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107407215860633093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107407215860633093' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107399108235549452</id><published>2004-01-13T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T16:36:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much happened today, went to school as usual, the looked forward art lesson was a complete bore. The bus ride wasnt any better either, just as fucked up.I just thought, what a wasted day it is.For English we had to write a composition, we had 5 boring topics to choose from. I chose number 1) The person i admire the most... and i wrote about a guy, called Ivan Lee, who admired satan. At </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107399108235549452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107399108235549452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107399108235549452' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107382152837330214</id><published>2004-01-11T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T20:26:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today went shoe hunting after church with my cousin. The shoe that i ended up buying...&gt;&gt;Initially wanted to buy a similar one that was black leather but then learnt that the damn thing costed over $120 which is like way too much at this point of time. But i'm happy, decided to wear the shoe with the sides folded down because it looks odd with the whole shoe laced up. Oh well, i love it anyway,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107382152837330214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107382152837330214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382152837330214' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309011.post-107370517788198528</id><published>2004-01-10T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T18:27:44.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo people, well here i am, back again... Yes yes, i know its a new website yet it looks the same but hey what do you want me to say? i loved my other website and all i wanted to do was give it a lil insy bitsy lil change so here it is. Actually, i think i screwed it more but soon it will look better, i think. I think the picture that came with it looks like damn sluttish but i love her boots, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107370517788198528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309011/posts/default/107370517788198528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missus-kimberly.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107370517788198528' title=''/><author><name>kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
