<?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-177372467065102740</id><updated>2012-02-09T21:45:18.312+10:00</updated><category term='pregnant woman'/><title type='text'>Remember Kimberley T.</title><subtitle type='html'>...I dream the impossible hoping it becomes possible</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2306593433035909579</id><published>2012-02-09T21:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:45:18.322+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so useless like I'm not worth anything. I feel like I could have done so much better if I tried harder. I feel like I'm such a failure, sad to have a child like me huh. I feel like life is just leading me no where and I don't see myself even in the next 10 years. Let's just hope the world really ends this year so I can start a new life and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shedding all the tears to ahieve this dream, is it really worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-2306593433035909579?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2306593433035909579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-feel-so-useless-like-im-not-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2306593433035909579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2306593433035909579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-feel-so-useless-like-im-not-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-8790177541979036627</id><published>2012-01-21T05:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:14:54.382+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm back in KK and I should be ecstatic but I'm not. I thought I would be. My mood changes all the time similar to a mood swing. Where should i start? Uni?&lt;br /&gt;Well uni. The words are kinda scary to me. BEWARE: THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG POST!&lt;br /&gt;Well I did not get accepted to engineering at uq which was a disappointment coz I thought if I got it then everything will be solved and I won't have second thoughts on it. But no I got QS instead. And then now I think I want to study optometry so badly. I'm very sure if I study media or something I would be good at it. But being Canto I want face. so yea I'm so self-conscious and scared of what people would think of me it is ridiculous I know but I can't change my mind that easily can I? Why can't there be just a course to be a singer.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna earn money yes I admit I like fame in a good way not coz I'm proud but I am the type of person that needs compliments then I will improve. If you don't compliment me then I'll think I suck and won't bother at improving myself. I know this sounds very bad but trust me I'm not an obnoxious person and definitely not hidung tinggi. Just you knw everyone works differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-8790177541979036627?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/8790177541979036627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-im-back-in-kk-and-i-should-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8790177541979036627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8790177541979036627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-im-back-in-kk-and-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7157605474645200848</id><published>2011-11-18T07:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T07:13:18.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>This is it guys. Graduation Day. 18th October 2011. I'm graduating high school.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long journey like a roller coaster ride but it was made easy with the help of family and friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note (not sure if it is brighter), I woke up at 6am today, yes 6am! I came downstairs and found my dad helping my mom dye her hair haha. last minute style! they are so cute :3&lt;br /&gt;I have a mask on :/ probably should have kept that to myself huh aha.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm getting all ready for formal again.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS dad's gone out to send mum to bus stop and after that will probably have bfast with grandma. yup she's here too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-7157605474645200848?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7157605474645200848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/11/graduation-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7157605474645200848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7157605474645200848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/11/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-8480027127894343094</id><published>2011-11-07T17:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:27:06.568+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of High School</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;I never thought this day would ever come seriously. It feels so unreal. I remember last day of primary school still! The first day of high school, where I sat, what poses I made for photos. Wow. I also remember the last day of school before moving to Brisbane, I remember the day I started high school in a totally new environment. Now that, was memorable. I remember telling my friends we've still got time to chill and enjoy high school life. I remember first day of senior year, I thought it would be a long year. But today has finally come, and it is my last day of high school. I really cannot believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O97iIrgURCs/TreHuc6e1cI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mdUxL-x2YHc/s1600/DSC02158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O97iIrgURCs/TreHuc6e1cI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mdUxL-x2YHc/s400/DSC02158.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-8480027127894343094?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/8480027127894343094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-day-of-high-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8480027127894343094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8480027127894343094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-day-of-high-school.html' title='Last Day of High School'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O97iIrgURCs/TreHuc6e1cI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mdUxL-x2YHc/s72-c/DSC02158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-3759216944556277915</id><published>2011-10-30T17:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T17:54:24.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>So I just finished my performance for vocal soiree which is my last time ever, and I am so so so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was just so nervous, it's not like me. I'm never nervous, even though I am I would calm down the moment I start singing, but this time my heart was just like going as fast as it could. I went outta tune not once but 3 effin times!! THREE!!!! I know this song so well and I sing it well too. Why oh why. So&amp;nbsp;embarrassing. So not my standard.&lt;br /&gt;Is this God's sign of asking me to quit fantasizing about being a singer? Well, if it is, it is working.&lt;br /&gt;Coz now I'm not going to audition for graduation anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even pull of this song in front of what? 40 people? 50 max?&lt;br /&gt;Talk about singing in front of the whole graduating class, plus their parents, plus the faculty plus the other students. More than 2000 I'm estimating?&lt;br /&gt;My confidence just plunged to level zero....&lt;br /&gt;&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/177372467065102740-3759216944556277915?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/3759216944556277915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3759216944556277915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3759216944556277915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-8803963248287310349</id><published>2011-10-12T23:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:27:02.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference between talking &amp; bragging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Warning: This is going to be a pretty long post with words and no pics :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SoI reached school at 8 40am this morning and as I was walking to form class Isaw C sitting outside of J block. I didn’t want to say hi because I wanted todo my Chinese speech (the test is next Saturday FML). But then I heard“Kimberley!” and that’s when I knew it was unavoidable, so she walked up to meand I actually was being quite friendly (thinking that she had became a nicerperson) and I found out that she had a vocal soiree audition. I was going to domy audition this Friday morning but anyways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Doyou know when someone is trying to brag about themselves in a bad way? Ya Imean I’m not trying to be mean or anything but knowing her character and all,to me it’s pretty obvious with her tone of voice. “Ms. N said I did reallywell, she asked me if I practiced and I said no (in a braggy tone, I’m notexaggerating)”. Well I would have felt happy for her but knowing herpersonality and stuff…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thenwe talked about what song I was gonna sing for my audition, when I told her aChinese song she was like “seriously? You may as well sing a Korean song like2NE1’s lonely or something”. I swear&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;it’s her tone of voice. Youhave to hear her say it to you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I dunno, I may be overreacting andbeing sensitive?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-indent: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Afterthat, she continued with her bombardment with "You know when you sangshould've said no last year, my mom was like 'oh you know that girl who sangwith the violinist and guitarist, they were so out of tune'" I'm like -.-and you tell me this now because?? I'm like No we weren't and you know whensomeone tells you a comment about another person and that other person doesn'tagree with the comment, usually the middle person would just say "Oh Idon't know it was xxx who gave the comment" something like that right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color: black;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;BUT she kept on insisting that we were outof tune so I the first thing that came out of my mouth was (while she wasbabbling on) "Erm, no we practiced in front of Ms. Lamount and MsNicholson and Mr Steele too and they said that we were pretty good". Ofcourse I didn't say the last bit. I wish I did though (*^#^$#@ I dunno why atthat moment, I actually wanted to cry :( I don't know the reason but justthat&amp;nbsp;I wondered why would she want to do that and why are there suchpeople like her in the world. It’s just so sad..Gosh I sound so dramatic lol.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am not a narcissist and my character and personality is seriously not like that. I AM NOT THE TYPE OF PERSON WHO BRAG even if I wanted to &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I mean if I wasn't good and stuff why was I chosen to sang on assembly and not you? Why was I considered for the lead role for the school musical and not you? Why was I asked to perform during State High Beats and not you? Why did I pass the audition for last year's vocal soiree and you didn't? Furthermore, don't you ever wonder why why WHY some people just dislike you so much? Control your mouth please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke;"&gt;감사합니다&lt;/span&gt;! There's my korean, in your face :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P.S I sound so childish, who cares =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-8803963248287310349?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/8803963248287310349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/warning-this-is-going-to-be-pretty-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8803963248287310349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8803963248287310349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/warning-this-is-going-to-be-pretty-long.html' title='Difference between talking &amp; bragging'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-3780581139547220971</id><published>2011-10-08T14:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T14:55:19.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>Just love her and everything she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like you, put your number, put your number in my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, phone, yeah~&lt;/i&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/177372467065102740-3780581139547220971?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/3780581139547220971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/demi-lovato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3780581139547220971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3780581139547220971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/demi-lovato.html' title='Demi Lovato'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-4273026128158547935</id><published>2011-10-07T23:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:47:15.557+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I talked to him on fb while he was at work. We talked for quite a long while.&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna continue after I finish my shower. Except.&lt;br /&gt;I went on a dance party with my mom at home. I created a list of KPOP songs with catchy dance moves and just dance for an hour and a half! Yes that's from 7:30 to 9:30p.m. wow! haha totally digging dancing again. I realize my flexibility is going down the drain seriously. can't even lift my left lef in a attitude of 90 degress anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I tried to do this action again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk4cl1Vq0Y1qdix17o1_400.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely got my leg up to my head and didn't have any more strength asjdfhweur! CRIES&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to Mrs. Lu and hear her yell even when waiting at the reception area. I miss ballet class.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to SDT and discover myself, push my limits and being the boss! nah jokes. I'm not that kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to 6th floor of CCA building (although I dread climbing up those stairs!) and grand jete from one corner of the studio to the other.&lt;br /&gt;Ah memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I signed in to msn. and I still remembered when he said that he thought I was dead coz I signed in late that day. awww..&lt;br /&gt;So I signed in right and he didn't say hi, so I went offline and signed in again ( I know, shut up!) and he said hello. hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope he doesn't know this blog exists :O and if you are reading this, please just act like this is some random shit. lol thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-4273026128158547935?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/4273026128158547935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-i-talked-to-him-on-fb-while-he-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4273026128158547935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4273026128158547935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-i-talked-to-him-on-fb-while-he-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-522753925815049183</id><published>2011-09-15T14:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T22:13:28.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My hair is done for formal!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's too curly I reckon. But! Hopefully! It will smooth out at night and make it more wavy and natural :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to do my makeup now. So excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alice &amp;amp; Becky are here too, they are all done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-522753925815049183?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/522753925815049183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-hair-is-done-for-formal-its-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/522753925815049183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/522753925815049183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-hair-is-done-for-formal-its-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-4401177832268589579</id><published>2011-09-12T02:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:26:05.749+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SBS Star Audition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I just submitted my application for SBS Star Audition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I WANT IT SOOOOO BAD. like this is it. It's the best&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;anyone could ever get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What if I don't get excepted again coz of my weight? I'm actually a very appealing person u know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLvpV3RbV2k/TmzfazgHVsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qRjrnPQgrgw/s1600/021802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLvpV3RbV2k/TmzfazgHVsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qRjrnPQgrgw/s320/021802.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I'm so attractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But! seriously JYP or anyone from the casting director if you are reading this you know I was just joking and I don't look like that at all! send me an email and I'll send you tons of pictures to proof this one wrong. lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok back to the audition. Ya like the one i went to last December, I have to say I did not prepare my best for it but the days I waited to have the results announce were just torturing. Even the flight back to Brisbane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was still dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So now, again I wanna be a singer. I just love performing that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People have told me before that I should keep it as a hobby coz if it becomes my job and stress comes in, I won't enjoy it anymore. Which makes sense..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But that's the challenging part right? Overcoming the obstacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just love to sing and dance and perform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can do it all day and everyday. no, I WANT TO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-4401177832268589579?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/4401177832268589579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/sbs-star-audition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4401177832268589579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4401177832268589579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/sbs-star-audition.html' title='SBS Star Audition'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLvpV3RbV2k/TmzfazgHVsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qRjrnPQgrgw/s72-c/021802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6677745209150734655</id><published>2011-09-11T17:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:01:42.054+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to film my dance now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nervous...I hope I can still keep my stupid low A -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXzSpaSeiQk/TmxcvV2ISoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/AkXd49_JOWI/s1600/165941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXzSpaSeiQk/TmxcvV2ISoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/AkXd49_JOWI/s320/165941.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should get a higher mark than that low A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-6677745209150734655?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6677745209150734655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/going-to-film-my-dance-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6677745209150734655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6677745209150734655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/going-to-film-my-dance-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXzSpaSeiQk/TmxcvV2ISoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/AkXd49_JOWI/s72-c/165941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-8359835544074754477</id><published>2011-09-11T03:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T03:42:05.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I've been talking to him..to tell u the truth, I've been waiting the whole night for him to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Was telling ling about him and my dream which included black flying monkeys&lt;br /&gt;but then he said he was gonna talk but instead went to play games instead -.-&lt;br /&gt;but then he said he'll go on ebuddy which made me felt all giddy&lt;br /&gt;then he sorta just went off to play your games again lol thought u left by now&lt;br /&gt;and oh he just IM me again asking me why I'm not asleep. I replied, no answer must be gaming&lt;br /&gt;ah boys.. so ya. love-why so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to ling too. she's the one that I can talk about personal deep deep stuff with. coz we can relate to each other. we might get angry or pissed at each other sometimes and it takes time to recover but ya it will be all good. I know most of her secrets and she knows most of mine. Except one, which only I will know forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-8359835544074754477?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/8359835544074754477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-ive-been-talking-to-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8359835544074754477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8359835544074754477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-ive-been-talking-to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7080676167556168022</id><published>2011-09-10T23:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:18:13.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talk to me. coz I think I enjoyed talking to you. Remember those times when the moment I logged on you'll just say hi I was bored. ya right you were bored. I mean for like 10 times seriously? aw u made me smile. and once I didn't till like late and u thought I was dead. Hahaha. It's nice chatting with you. so what happened? age difference. ran outta topic? c'mon u're better than that! And I dreamt about you last night. It was kinda weird....hmm.but it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg what am I talking about?! Calm yourself Kimberley. It's just a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-7080676167556168022?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7080676167556168022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/talk-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7080676167556168022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7080676167556168022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/talk-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-1575247238294501599</id><published>2011-09-06T16:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:46:42.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So. Maths. I wonder why I like you..&lt;br /&gt;haha. It was not as bad as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;English tomorrow &amp;amp; thank you so much to my beloved aunt for helping me so much with english.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously couldn't have done it without you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to memorizing. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-1575247238294501599?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/1575247238294501599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1575247238294501599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1575247238294501599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-4872030005232722101</id><published>2011-09-06T16:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:45:03.298+10:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>I am very blessed to have friends who care about me &amp;amp; like me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;However I realize that I tend to change who I am sometimes just to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq344c8LGp1qf3lleo1_500.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cami :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-4872030005232722101?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/4872030005232722101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4872030005232722101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4872030005232722101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-398642496866327007</id><published>2011-09-06T03:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T01:06:39.838+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Who created exams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2q8rljT-HM/TmTgUSYgK-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6um-_Bqs6vY/s1600/004009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2q8rljT-HM/TmTgUSYgK-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6um-_Bqs6vY/s320/004009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Maths. I dunno if I love you or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QN-K39ae79c/TmTgebL1QhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XlVOPbONwfg/s1600/003052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QN-K39ae79c/TmTgebL1QhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XlVOPbONwfg/s320/003052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Study hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-398642496866327007?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/398642496866327007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-created-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/398642496866327007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/398642496866327007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/who-created-exams.html' title='Who created exams?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2q8rljT-HM/TmTgUSYgK-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/6um-_Bqs6vY/s72-c/004009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6026229390093646765</id><published>2011-09-05T18:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:49:43.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters~</title><content type='html'>To make things worse, Monkey Studios stole our moves and the STTSS went to their leader too!!! I boiled up so hot, but yet, so speechless and in grief..And now, whenever i recall the occasion, i'll either punch the wall, gasp for air or shut my eyes really tight..haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的很生气自己!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;不过, 拿到亚军也不错啦... 只是有点不甘愿monkey们拿而已... 说实在的, 我们的表演真的失水准了... 如果是'we like girls'是冠军的话, 还爽一下..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;kimberly 拿到了tt star&lt;br style="word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;全部人呜他.....&lt;br style="word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;其实我觉得那个the monkey什么可以拿tt star的&lt;br style="word-wrap: break-word;" /&gt;很喜欢他们的表演"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;The past should be the past. Why do I still spend my energy to dig up old &amp;amp; hateful comments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-6026229390093646765?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6026229390093646765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/haters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6026229390093646765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6026229390093646765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/haters.html' title='Haters~'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2460907309044178253</id><published>2011-09-05T18:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T18:20:04.231+10:00</updated><title type='text'>迟来的祝福</title><content type='html'>你真是一位有天分的艺人，毕竟是天生及重小就开始训练，&lt;br /&gt;唱歌跳舞之类都不是难事，再接再厉吧。&lt;br /&gt;大家都累了，真的累了，可这是值得的，&lt;br /&gt;这是一个回忆，一个美好的回忆，&lt;br /&gt;大家都希望能在聚在一起练习 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-2460907309044178253?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2460907309044178253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2460907309044178253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2460907309044178253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='迟来的祝福'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-1963303787479300988</id><published>2011-09-03T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:03:54.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Design</title><content type='html'>As obviously you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;I spent quite some time redecorating my blog. Reckoned it was getting black and gothic and just urgh! -shivers-&lt;br /&gt;I think it reflects a lot more about my personality, with my dreams of being a singer (because I heart performing on stage) and wanting to leave a good impression on people.&lt;br /&gt;So my blog title remains the same. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember Kimberley T.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CCsZqfLKLaM/TmDhy7EFXJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9nnN1_YT_FE/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+6.png" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CCsZqfLKLaM/TmDhy7EFXJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9nnN1_YT_FE/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a good impression huh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-1963303787479300988?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/1963303787479300988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-blog-design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1963303787479300988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1963303787479300988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-blog-design.html' title='New Blog Design'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CCsZqfLKLaM/TmDhy7EFXJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9nnN1_YT_FE/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-635880596282675748</id><published>2011-09-01T23:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:20:24.464+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Stupid</title><content type='html'>Ok I need to type this up real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yes you. Girl. You really think you are intelligent? Well guess what. YOU'RE NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I seriously can't stand you anymore. Maybe I should delete you from my facebook friends list so I don't have to see you being a pessimist and commenting on everything that is happy news to me.&amp;nbsp;When I first met you, I thought you were alright. But this one incident left a bad impression on me. and again it was because of what came out of your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, do you know that containers comes in different sizes? I bet you starve everyday and go home and pig out. It is very rude too considering the fact that I am older than you. Show some respect please. You study science too right? So I'm pretty sure you understand that you have to cut your meat into smaller pieces and chew many times before you swallow it? No you don't know? you will choke! What the heck have you been doing in science classes -.- What you think hen wei sui meh? you are at a growing age &lt;strike&gt;my dear&lt;/strike&gt; -vomit- you should be taking in certain amount of calcium/protein whatever. Let's see who have stronger bones when we hit 55 shall we? I can't wait &amp;gt;: THINK BEFORE YOU TALK BA!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;strike 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, hello, you have a brain. F***ing use it! Ever thought that our class just was warm because the windows were never open and you were in a science lab?? omg how stupid can u get. THINK BEFORE YOU TALK BA!!! and I am 100% sure, I always feel colder than you. wanna compare? be my guest! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;strike 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally today, you did it again! Not directly in my face but on facebook. where EVERYONE may have saw it and yes you embarrassed me. You can say that I am xiao qi but I didn't like it because who gave you the right to make that comment at me and furthermore THREE times? huh? 请你分清楚谁比较大。我们是华人，请尊敬你的长辈！It was a status update, you don't know me, don't simply make comments about people you don't know personally ok. You don't even know me all we do is ask each other where is everyone else during breaks because it is so awkward between you and me. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;strike 3 &amp;amp; my final&amp;nbsp;tolerance&amp;nbsp;with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not my family member or someone I care about, why should I care about what you say then? Some may say that I'm over-reacting and being sensitive, well that's how I am I guess. Once I determine the character and personality of a person and I don't like you (not the whole kindy thing but the mature "not like you") you're dead, unless you proof me wrong. Which has happened before. I'm mature enough to determine a kind hearted or similar person, I don't like to mix with people who have a bad influence on me. That's it. that's why I don't talk much with people I don't know and I feel awkward. and that's why my circle of friends is so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go to school tomorrow, pretending to smile at you as if I'm totally fine (sry I'm not Kang Ho Dong). There's still another 9 weeks of school. fml at this point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;THINK BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh it's not that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-635880596282675748?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/635880596282675748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/think-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/635880596282675748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/635880596282675748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/09/think-stupid.html' title='Think Stupid'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6100504361294495827</id><published>2011-08-14T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T17:48:22.497+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence</title><content type='html'>Where has all my confidence gone to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-6100504361294495827?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6100504361294495827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/confidence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6100504361294495827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6100504361294495827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/confidence.html' title='Confidence'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7526562381432391356</id><published>2011-08-11T21:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:04:50.221+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock knock, anyone there?</title><content type='html'>What exactly is a blog? A diary that one keep online?&lt;br /&gt;I thought a diary was private and personal. However there's these people that "follows" you. What does that make blogging? Sometimes I just wish that I know someone reads my blog on a regular basis, so that I have a feeling as if I'm talking to someone and feel comforted. But I don't want you to read it as well because it's suppose to be personal. This is so confusing :/ Anyone out there? perhaps just gimme a nod? or something......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-7526562381432391356?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7526562381432391356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/knock-knock-anyone-there.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7526562381432391356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7526562381432391356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/knock-knock-anyone-there.html' title='Knock knock, anyone there?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-1641503675778726918</id><published>2011-08-11T21:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T21:19:41.035+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant woman'/><title type='text'>多可怜</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I am sick and tired of always hearing “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;多可怜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;So what. C’mon la. You always told me to be strong and not see the negative side of things. But here you are, telling me about her. –sigh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;This is so irrelevant. I should be the understanding one and shouldn’t be complaining here. I’m actually being very immature. However, I’m just not mature I guess? No that’s not it. And it is not because of me wanting attention as well. Not the sibling rivalry thing. No, nothing near there. I dunno how to explain how I feel. Like after that phone call, I just felt really pissed not at her but at you. The way you talked to me, it’s like you expected it to be “common sense”. But it was!! To me!! It’s natural! Facebook is a place where it’s like my non-private diary. I express my feelings there, I don’t care what people see because that’s what facebook is about. Knowing people’s life but pretending that you don’t. Does that makes sense? Who cares? This is only meant for me to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;Anyways, I would say. It’s neither your fault or my fault. I don’t see what’s wrong with me posting that on fb, it’s not like I’m destroying you. As a matter of fact, it’s something so joyous that I couldn’t wait to share with my friends (thanks for pouring cold water on me). If you have a problem with that post because you are afraid of your in-laws seeing it. Then I have to say I don’t understand a bit. One, I am still a teenager, I don’t understand the “stressful-in-law” thing. Two, it was about THEIR grandchild being born. OMG! What cannot take stress again? Haish. I don’t even want to hear the explanation to this outbreak. I guess I just don’t understand people who can’t take pressure because obviously I been through a very hard time (not saying that yours isn’t) for the first two years of high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I apologise if I upset you. And I hope you have a smooth delivery tonight (if he decides to come out tonight. lol) and I seriously hope you or my parents or Shannon (shh!!) or the any of the in-laws read this post. Or else I’ll be in such huge touble this would be my last post. Our relationship will seriously be forever damaged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S. I still remember you giving me a facial when I was just 9 and hugging me till I fell asleep in your arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"&gt; with the facial still on my face haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-1641503675778726918?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/1641503675778726918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1641503675778726918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1641503675778726918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='多可怜'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-5194379707656080552</id><published>2011-05-20T23:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T00:04:23.061+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FML part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;I  hate this feeling. It feels like I 欠人家人情. We fight because of this  STUPID ISSUES! YES IT MIGHT BE A HUGE ONE. BUT IS IT WORTH  IT???????????? TO MOVE HERE AND FIGHT OVER THIS KIND OF ISSUES WHEN BACK  HOME WE HAD OUR OWN PLACE!!! CONTROL YOUR TEMPER WOULD YOU  PLEASE!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"&gt;ok bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-5194379707656080552?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/5194379707656080552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/05/fml-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5194379707656080552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5194379707656080552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2011/05/fml-part-2.html' title='FML part 2'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-232804030414172919</id><published>2010-12-27T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:12:04.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would totally just put the "ok bye" right here and here but I just read my cousin's blog and she updates almost everyday. At least she tries to and they are at least a page long! I need motivation man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya Christmas Day. Got woken up very early again (well to me that is) and took MTR all the way to Hong Kong station and went around looking at xmas decorations with dad and mom. Then we went to Yong Kee and had xmas lunch with dad's friends. I got a Christmas present from the wife too haha notice how I said the wife. anyways...... Ya it was a beautiful mirror from England. Now that adds to my collection of souveniers from England which includes a "I went to London and didn't know what to buy for you so I got you this mug" from Chloe, a classic old English red telephone box magnet from my piano teacher and now this! Fascinating isn't it. We had scallop, prawn, abalone and the goose came last? beats the whole purpose of going to the restaurant actually. We were all so full already. Oh and did I mention that it was listed on the Michelin list back in 2009? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went round walking again. Causeway bay = P-A-C-K-E-D with people. I hate crowds well not really. It's fun once in a while. Had RuRu jie's favourite Tiny Pig Bun hehe. and went next door again for a family favourite. frozen yoghurt ice-cream. EVERYBODY SCREAM!! AHHHH. hehe. ya we had old house crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home at night and talked to Shannon, Clayton and lalayee yee for 1:15:34 hours to be exact ^^ Gosh I miss them so badly. The last time I saw them was a year ago? ya. I would be so excited when they went back to KK for the summer hols. Good times. And 2008 Christmas was the best! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S My xmas present was a new set of pink earphones. I needed them haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-232804030414172919?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/232804030414172919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/232804030414172919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/232804030414172919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2367060655883491495</id><published>2010-10-27T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:34:55.534+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Action speaks louder than words.</title><content type='html'>Apparently. That sentence does not appear in my dictionary. Because yes you do a lot of actions. But you don't say a thing! How am I suppose to know what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me blinded by your actions again, coz I cannot take another plunge to hell. (especially when exams are soon, NOT THE POINT). So ya, say something! Or I'll just continuing ignore you and listen to the teacher babble at the front of the class. Thank you. Appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S School was somewhat exciting. Especially during that 1 minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-2367060655883491495?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2367060655883491495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/10/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2367060655883491495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2367060655883491495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/10/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html' title='Action speaks louder than words.'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-1292756301798597282</id><published>2010-10-25T17:26:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T17:28:02.457+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Doink.</title><content type='html'>Word of the year! D-O-I-N-K.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually pronounced dwaioun~ hahahha! It's like a spring? Do you get it? Thought by my beloved cousin, Ms. Soo Yunn Ru. haha. It's awesome. pretty much. But it gets annoying to some people but it's pretty much addictive. Doink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started for quite some time. 3 weeks into the last term. And 2 months of summer break then I'm gonna be in Year 12! Oh no. yes. Oh no! I'm graduating after that, from high school. Time passes really fast, too fast in my opinion. I still remember the first day of primary school. I cried and therefore, was not selected to become class monitor. Well, at least that's what my form teacher told me -shrugs-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't wanna graduate yet. Perhaps one more year, then I'll be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't know what I want to study, it's because I want to be a singer. I'm serious. And this ambition in asian world it's mostly a big NONO. Yes my mom says "sure you can do that, after you graduate from university." DOINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwaBg_bnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B1nhsjkABt8/s400/DSC08831.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Last year's comp. Champion baby! Go J3 He 2010. From left to right: Michelle, Shroomie, Me &amp;amp; Ling]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwaBg_bnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B1nhsjkABt8/s1600/DSC08831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really addicted to kpop recently. 2PM is really good. You can tell that they were trained hard before they debuted. Singing live is not easy, especially when you need to dance as well. I know that coz when I sang Party Just Begun during teacher's day with camilla and natalie. BOY! -hits the gym-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That's it. from my life. for now. I need to go study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwcWsrtqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Z-tgsQJ5JHk/s400/DSC08835.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[I miss going for vocal lessons every week. Although I was always scared of going! haha. Ms Teo &amp;amp; Ms. Wong]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwcWsrtqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Z-tgsQJ5JHk/s1600/DSC08835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwefTewfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/f8VcG7vOp8k/s400/DSC08839.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Me &amp;amp; Boomie! She's holding my bottle. P.S. I lost it! Champion for choir &amp;amp; Best Conductor Award :)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwefTewfI/AAAAAAAAAJc/f8VcG7vOp8k/s1600/DSC08839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-1292756301798597282?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/1292756301798597282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/10/doink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1292756301798597282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/1292756301798597282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/10/doink.html' title='Doink.'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TMUwaBg_bnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B1nhsjkABt8/s72-c/DSC08831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-9045873803748296092</id><published>2010-09-19T03:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:24:47.135+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a LG GT540. Couldn't choose white or pink. But decided to go with the white after 2 hours of thinking! hahas..met up with ling ling too. din get any pics at all darn it..Stick for more updates! btw this is the phone I got :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJT1m--0c2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-AcLcWLRAtM/s1600/lg-gt540-android-mobile-phone2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJT1m--0c2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-AcLcWLRAtM/s320/lg-gt540-android-mobile-phone2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm in HK now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-9045873803748296092?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/9045873803748296092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-phone-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/9045873803748296092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/9045873803748296092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-phone-3.html' title='New phone :3'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJT1m--0c2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/-AcLcWLRAtM/s72-c/lg-gt540-android-mobile-phone2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7440323482357369161</id><published>2010-09-15T16:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:15:18.729+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;It was awesome :) as simple as that. Early in the morning we woke up around 10 30 and went straight to wisma merdeka. FunFun yee yee tried on this dress from NOW and as usual said she didn't like it. hahas. But RuRu Jie Jie bought it secretly for her, as usual as well. hahas! Me and Jer Yenn just roamed around looking for a necklace that would go with my dress (which ended up did not at all). And I did not realize that I could be that close to my other cousins as well. So ya well mostly we gossip lmao. This is so wrong~ After that we went to Centre Point to "switch people" with Siaw Yee Yee. Which means that Jia Po got on and went back to Putatan with Teddy Yi Chongm, Yunn Ru &amp;amp; FunFun YeeYee while me Yunn Jyy &amp;amp; Jer Yenn got off and followed Siaw Yee, Uncle Anthony &amp;amp; Shanice &amp;lt;3 What a funny arrangement. ah the lin family~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;We then went to Jer Yenn's friend's salon called Non-Stop at Centre Point, I got my hair washed and cut. That siaw yee yee dumped me there alone :( she said she was afraid that it will take too long and we were rushing against time. So ya. I sat alone with all this people I did not feel comfortable with. But I'm quite happy with my fringe. but IT COST SO MUCH! should have waited and gone to mode == When he told me 50 I was seriously stunned! I was like &lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;酱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;贵?!! So expensive. And he was like huh? oh then erm 40 then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;看&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;我是&lt;/span&gt;就&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;个小孩子&lt;/span&gt;就&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;好欺负&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;吗? ^&amp;amp;^%$#$%^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^%$#$%a and it wasn't really that good of a hair wash ANYWAYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;I then went to look for siaw yee yee at Patrick Saloon, Shanice was hungry so me and Yunn Jyy brought her downstairs to buy food. I got myself waffles from Daily Fresh -drools- and got Shanice my favourite Hot Dog Satay Bun!! IPP &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; When we went up to look at Siaw Yee Yee MAHAHAHHAHAHA her hair as I describe it was like a bird nest :D reminds me of the Olympic Nest in Beijing MAHAHHAHAHHAHAH funny as. But I sorta knew that she would look good when she put on her evening dress and make up and so on..And she did!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;Everyone was rushing in the hotel room, doing make up, changing, styling hair, going to the toilet! hahas only soo jer yenn was boring as. he was ss-ing in the bathroom ok? omg! so him. and he was so bored until he helped everyone iron their clothes. so man rite? 8D Tai Kiu called twice and was asking me and yunn jyy to go down already as we were emcees for the night :) oh yea~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;Everything went smoothly, I had to sing a song coz there wasn't enough programme. or so we thought. I sang woosa woosa, went out of tune definitely. No warm up and no singing for almost a year? what do u expect? pfft..it was a wonderful and joyous night. but I think I'm a anti high heels for the time being. My feet are killing me!!!!!!!! And they are swollen now :( the nerve thingo it just became black and huge and you can see all the nerves surrounding it -imagine the worst scenario :)- We took lots of picture. Have a look. enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: #ea9999; clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgtad2nmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XGj07AKsPMU/s1600/61297_1417022670497_1380538174_31116598_6753470_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999; color: black;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgnL5TijI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kAr2TQw3tk/s400/57916_1417024830551_1380538174_31116619_1324680_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Shanice was so happy!!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgsZLaYXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MlEKSrdNVQQ/s400/58920_1417023470517_1380538174_31116607_4321585_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bride's Father Tai Kiu &amp;amp; Aunty Jenny (Tai Kiu was sooo happy)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgp7xRd0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/I27Lv_tFvgk/s400/58403_1417026830601_1380538174_31116632_5340002_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The Brisbane People~]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBXz0Iq9uI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7zXeBhpGgJk/s400/62735_1417027310613_1380538174_31116635_2684624_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The Soo glamorous Family :)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgrf3vAtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vuVlYS0api4/s400/58425_1417027830626_1380538174_31116638_4938087_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[90 degree strong man! hahas]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgu1cuNHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/k9H1Fr_IEls/s400/61858_1417025830576_1380538174_31116626_6777113_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Emcees of the night: me (english) &amp;amp; Yunn Jyy (Chinese)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBha_ja3zI/AAAAAAAAAII/VnO-LfS_oO4/s400/61297_1417022590495_1380538174_31116596_8302117_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Take 1: Peace out!]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBhZ2p1mgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1hGHkRzjwPE/s400/61297_1417022550494_1380538174_31116595_4847233_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Take 2: Smile!]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBhc7LnK4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/brb3rxbUZyo/s400/61297_1417022630496_1380538174_31116597_1543707_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Take 3: Look to the left!]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgnL5TijI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kAr2TQw3tk/s1600/57916_1417024830551_1380538174_31116619_1324680_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgp7xRd0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/I27Lv_tFvgk/s1600/58403_1417026830601_1380538174_31116632_5340002_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBXz0Iq9uI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7zXeBhpGgJk/s1600/62735_1417027310613_1380538174_31116635_2684624_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgrf3vAtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vuVlYS0api4/s1600/58425_1417027830626_1380538174_31116638_4938087_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgu1cuNHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/k9H1Fr_IEls/s1600/61858_1417025830576_1380538174_31116626_6777113_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBha_ja3zI/AAAAAAAAAII/VnO-LfS_oO4/s1600/61297_1417022590495_1380538174_31116596_8302117_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBhZ2p1mgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1hGHkRzjwPE/s1600/61297_1417022550494_1380538174_31116595_4847233_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBhc7LnK4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/brb3rxbUZyo/s1600/61297_1417022630496_1380538174_31116597_1543707_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgtad2nmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XGj07AKsPMU/s1600/61297_1417022670497_1380538174_31116598_6753470_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgtad2nmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XGj07AKsPMU/s400/61297_1417022670497_1380538174_31116598_6753470_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Last take: Everybody Look up!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;P.S This is a special post to me that's why the layout is different :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/177372467065102740-7440323482357369161?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7440323482357369161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7440323482357369161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7440323482357369161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/wedding.html' title='The Wedding'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TJBgnL5TijI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3kAr2TQw3tk/s72-c/57916_1417024830551_1380538174_31116619_1324680_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-8610128168656286444</id><published>2010-09-09T17:59:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:45:26.488+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIiT58HmqZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Czgv4Gm4GqU/s1600/image-upload-200-775094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIiT58HmqZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Czgv4Gm4GqU/s320/image-upload-200-775094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's been complaining how I get to leave school earlier for a whole week and that I get to miss all my assignments. Well actually it's everyone LOL. But I still have to pass up my Maths B, Maths C, Chemistry and English assignments. Plus my Dance and Physics exam..so ya. So I went to Garden City with Tiffany to do some last minute shopping for yes, you people. Katie Yap. Shereen Wong &amp;amp; Tee Chuan Ling. So say thank you to Tiff. Btw she's sarawakian :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a significant move by not taking the 150. I think it's good coz I reckon all that is going on now is too much of a waste of my energy and time. Since we both had to go to the toilet really urgently, so we did. Lmao! Tiff had KFC (i couldn't be bothered since in less than 12 hours I'll be back) while I had sushi again. She had passion mango and I had strawberry squeeze. Both from boost. We then went to diva and I didn't find anything that i really like or within my budget so Tiff suggested Equip which was the same. Hahas. Then we went to City Beach and I found the perfect thing! OMG! I still can't believe it. I can't tell you what it is coz they might read this post and I don't want to spoil the surprise :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my feet hurts really badly now. I still need to go home and pack:-S Here's a photo of me and Tiff trying on sunglasses. she's so gonna kill me "why's my face so big?!!" Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye. &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/177372467065102740-8610128168656286444?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/8610128168656286444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/feel-breeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8610128168656286444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/8610128168656286444'/><link 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIiHpe7j61I/AAAAAAAAAFw/pG5PDKsAgt4/s1600/image-upload-13-737718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIiHpe7j61I/AAAAAAAAAFw/pG5PDKsAgt4/s320/image-upload-13-737718.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/177372467065102740-5403852128858339452?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/5403852128858339452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/set-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5403852128858339452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5403852128858339452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/set-2.html' title='Set 2'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIiHpe7j61I/AAAAAAAAAFw/pG5PDKsAgt4/s72-c/image-upload-13-737718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-3516332731752632033</id><published>2010-09-09T17:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T17:05:08.691+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Set 1</title><content 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-3782383861667613621</id><published>2010-09-07T23:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T08:28:18.915+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>1) I found out something I wish I did not find out although it may not be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I saw a picture I wish I did not see because it still breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wish you could have kept your thoughts to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I wish I could just sit at Starbucks or some old kopi tiam with Evangeline for hours and just talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I wish Jacqueline Wong &amp;amp; Camilla Moi wasn't on the other side of the country. Don't care Jacqui. Still far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I wish Shereen Wong &amp;amp; Katie Yap are right there beside me when I walk pass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I wish some dreams I have at night wouldn't be the opposite. I know they never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I know that you don't give a shit, but I still have the slightest hope in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Life isn't that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIY_atfoDrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gOiXle-2Sh4/s1600/DSC09544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIY_atfoDrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gOiXle-2Sh4/s400/DSC09544.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Taken: 10th of October 2009] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-3782383861667613621?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/3782383861667613621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3782383861667613621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3782383861667613621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIY_atfoDrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gOiXle-2Sh4/s72-c/DSC09544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-4703804602842678778</id><published>2010-09-06T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:37:13.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you excited? Coz I totally am :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TITgVNQiQzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NXv2BU0dy54/s1600/DSC01090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TITgVNQiQzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NXv2BU0dy54/s320/DSC01090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-4703804602842678778?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/4703804602842678778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-excited-coz-i-totally-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4703804602842678778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4703804602842678778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-excited-coz-i-totally-am.html' title='Are you excited? Coz I totally am :)'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TITgVNQiQzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NXv2BU0dy54/s72-c/DSC01090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2001586560265037570</id><published>2010-09-05T23:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:11:39.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverfire</title><content type='html'>Not that I went. Didn't feel like it since I was out the whole day today. I told my mom it is now 9:50 and I was suppose to be in bed by 10. Anyways.So second post. I figured the previous one was wayyy too long and I see you people drowning already. So ya. Woke up at 10 and watch Saturday Disney. GOD I love disney :3 Then wanted to go to Royal Brunei to get the credit card thingy sorted out or else I wouldn't be able to board the plane next Friday. But there was no parking space, you know, at the city. After that me and my mom went to Garden City to look for dresses! Yes. dresses! for my cousins wedding. There were lots of gorgeous dresses that suited me and stuff. But I reckon I'm dressing up too much for a wedding in KK. But my mom reckons that people in KK dresses up waaaaaay more compare to Brisbane :S I dunno. ISH. maybe I'll just wear back the same dress I wore for last year's teachers day performance which I got in 2008 from VANCOUVER i miss that place~Tried 8 dresses and got 1. which wasnt even a cocktail dress what so ever. It was a sun dress. pretty as. The shoe shop outside of the library was closing down so there was like mega sales!! This gladiator high heeled shoes were only 10 dollars! But I didn't get them. Was thinking of getting a pair of gladiator sandals for boom but dunno if she will like it a not. and shereen. I got her loads of stuff. At least, in my mind :P hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then piano, then Aldi. here's a theory:" If you see thin people buying loads of chocolate from ALDI. Note: It means that they are going back to their hometown and are buying for family and friends :) hahas. good theory eh? after that we went to singapore malaysia for dinner. i know! I'm going in less than a week and i'm going to get rip off food? shame on you kim. Came home and was so tired and felt restless. That's why mom ended up going to riverfire by herself, just like how she did for buddhafest, which made me feel very guilty :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIOWGwipwaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hhq6Ub5W5GE/s1600/DSC01087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIOWGwipwaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hhq6Ub5W5GE/s320/DSC01087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[This pair of shoes cost 10dollars only! Was gonna buy it for boom but she doesn't like it..should ask shereen :)&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-2001586560265037570?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2001586560265037570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/riverfire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2001586560265037570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2001586560265037570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/riverfire.html' title='Riverfire'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TIOWGwipwaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/hhq6Ub5W5GE/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7594935535690662725</id><published>2010-09-04T22:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:46:48.691+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Quick update. This week has been all about exams. Tuesday I had my Maths C KAP 2nd period and right after that Maths B KAP 3rd period -dies-. But it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, although I was really nervous at first. I have no idea why. I guess this is a normal reaction?? On Wednesday, I had Maths C MAP first period and Physics 3rd period. Did bother studying for erm 5mins in Chem but I thought watching Next Stop, Happiness with Karon was way more entertaining. If this was blocks I would be so dead. So ya I knew I was gonna get a D again just like term 1. Thursday was my last day of exams woohoo. Maths B MAP. There was this question on it that was about polar bears and it was pretty confusing coz the what what what what what of this equals the what what what what what of that which is the bla bla bla bal bla -breaths-. So now, people who takes Yr 11 maths B hates polar bears :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was FREAKIN AWESOME! Yes. you did not see it wrongly. And yes it involved someone. and no I can't give details here just in case people other then my enemies read this post :P I so made the right decision to go to the library after school that day. It was indeed a productive one. Which included studying as well of course. -thinks back about monday and smiles-. Yes it was that good. Actually it was Elaine who texted me and told me about xxx. She was like "come say hi to me if you walk by" hahas. and although I was like sitting directly above her we were texting frantically. STALKING yes. Another message read "DUDE! It's like we have spies on both floors~" hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I went with Linh, the twins (Caroline &amp;amp; Catherine), Yanny and Emily. Knowing how Emily and Linh were there, I knew to act as if I didn't know them or wasn't attached to their group :) and yes the librarian came over. HAHA. 5mins right after Linh and Emily left, it all happened! OMG why did she have to leave so early, and thank god I needed gum desperately and thank god catherine got the floors wrong and was arguing away with caroline. Thank god that I decided to eavesdrop on their convo. Or else :(&lt;br /&gt;Friday was bad and depressing. Screw you. yes you. it was all because of you. I let you get into my head. I promised myself that I wouldn't let it happened but it did. GOSH it started with Maths B. I had 0.5marks to get an A! Screw Rose :@ Then in physics, salama was giving back our tests and he said to me infront of the whole class with everyone watching "Erm, I suggest you try harder, coz if you don't work hard then you will.."HELLO!! What happened when I got&amp;nbsp; a B+ for my block exams?? From a D to a B? and u said nothing. and xxx got a C+ to a B and you were like "oh great improvement, I am very happy with ur results" wtf! If he continues to be like this to me. I'm gonna go see the HOD nah. FML~ I walked down the hall to english class, yes it's just 2 doors away =.= and sat down on a table. WHAM! I hit my head on the knob behind. metal knob of the metal box. UGH!!! HOW DARN DEPRESSING CAN IT GET ALREADY?! In maths C it was kinda fun coz we were playing loto but I just wish. You know~ sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-7594935535690662725?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7594935535690662725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7594935535690662725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7594935535690662725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-516660930552676551</id><published>2010-09-02T22:12:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:46:53.401+10:00</updated><title type='text'>EKKA</title><content type='html'>Hi there. This week was a blast why?&amp;nbsp; Because I only had to go to school for 3 days. Although they should have have make Friday a holiday as well (no complaints here) so we would've gotten five days of holiday! Five awesome days. Just like how everyone wishes to go to school in the weekend and have the weekdays off -drooling-. ANYWAYS. back to the main topic. Wednesday was a public holiday for EKKA &amp;amp; Thursday we had a Student Free Day.&lt;br /&gt;This was my first year going to the EKKA so I was pretty excited. I went on Thursday coz I did the math and figured that Wednesday there'd be heaps of people (which I was obviously right -don't sweat it Kimberley-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cbf continuing. so i'll just post it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-516660930552676551?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/516660930552676551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/ekka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/516660930552676551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/516660930552676551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/09/ekka.html' title='EKKA'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7859852652808909123</id><published>2010-08-16T09:09:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:11:31.912+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGzTA6Z2y0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/utChFbitHfo/s1600/dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGzTA6Z2y0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/utChFbitHfo/s640/dance.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Found this on the dance notice board :)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-7859852652808909123?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7859852652808909123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/dance-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7859852652808909123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7859852652808909123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/dance-night.html' title='Dance Night'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGzTA6Z2y0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/utChFbitHfo/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-4156204416266135151</id><published>2010-08-12T12:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:19:43.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>EKKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGNaPuQUavI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NZTGwSWZbIo/s1600/image-upload-4-781734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGNaPuQUavI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NZTGwSWZbIo/s320/image-upload-4-781734.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;At ekka with my twin Linny!&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/177372467065102740-4156204416266135151?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/4156204416266135151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/ekka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4156204416266135151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/4156204416266135151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/ekka.html' title='EKKA'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TGNaPuQUavI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NZTGwSWZbIo/s72-c/image-upload-4-781734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2208909529193018788</id><published>2010-08-05T22:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:51:50.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for marshmallows &amp; The Courier Mail</title><content type='html'>Two post in one day. Awesome much? So school was pretty awesome today. It started with English which was a BOO for me. The plan is due tomorrow or Monday. I choose the second option. I don't think I need to explain why. Coz in this case, isn't it pretty obvious? I spent the time reading newspapers and eating marshmallow off Karon. I realize since I've came to Australia, the only newspaper I've read are the free chinese ones available at Sunnybank. LOL. Towards morning tea I got really really hungry so I started to eat my rice crackers (yes it's flavourless). I saw this paper article about Julia Gillard. It was a comic which had Tony Abott in a boxing gear looking very thin and Kevin Rudd's head hang up on the wall. Each sorta creepy but it's pretty hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In PCL, we were doing this test where we select our personalities and such and the results will show what field we should go into in university.You know me. All my interests are all performing arts, public speaking, broadcasting, entertainment and stuff. So naturally the field I should be in is involving that. But in Asian world, it's a big NO NO. So sadly, that's the only reason and I can guarantee the only reason that I do not know what I want to study in uni. I'm like Camilla. Seriously my life is very similar to her. 拉上补下. It's a big NO NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before last period, was the best time of my life! Thanks to chemistry EEI, I had to go to the locker to get my milo kok..HAHA! And which led me to....................................................&lt;br /&gt;You will not believe the food people brought for the experiment! Potato chips, MARSHMALLOWS!, bread biscuits -yawn-. One sentence that made me smile by Mr. Raven:" If I catch you eating other people's practical, I will mark you down!" bahaha. Karon ended sitting on the floor eating her marshmallows which now comes to think of it. It was her own marshmallows, she didn't have to hide! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Kebab for dinner as you can see from my previous post. I need to sleep earlier but I"m so full from drinking Lo Hon Guo =.= Herbal drinks are bad for you!..JEEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ling edited the picture of our heart. I cropped it and she "sticker-ised" it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqyQOC0feI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9nrdf4LWIY/s1600/crop+love+b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqyQOC0feI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9nrdf4LWIY/s320/crop+love+b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Ling's Pink Edition]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqyREt5S_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/B-UNLhY2jX0/s1600/crop+love+b+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqyREt5S_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/B-UNLhY2jX0/s320/crop+love+b+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[My Purple Edition]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-2208909529193018788?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2208909529193018788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/two-post-in-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2208909529193018788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2208909529193018788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/two-post-in-one-day.html' title='Love for marshmallows &amp; The Courier Mail'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqyQOC0feI/AAAAAAAAAD4/g9nrdf4LWIY/s72-c/crop+love+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-3456935921224125317</id><published>2010-08-05T19:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:49:58.336+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about having no topic to talk about</title><content type='html'>Yes. That's me &amp;amp; Evangeline Tee Chuan Ling. You know how when you have this group of friends who are like so close to you and you can just turn on msn and leave the webcam on even though you really aren't talking about anything? I just love these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends, but thanks to technology and facebook, distance is so not a problem nowadays. Compare to when my dad went to England to study at the same age as me. He would only be able to receive one letter like in one term. One letter takes 2 weeks to arrive. Imagine that! Boom's having math tuition with Ellyn now while me and Ling decided to flunk it and go home to chat on msn :P haha. But we're still one big family. We took lots of pictures here they are....enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8cPq5ONI/AAAAAAAAACo/PKylzGNqPjA/s1600/crazy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8cPq5ONI/AAAAAAAAACo/PKylzGNqPjA/s400/crazy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Crazy. I really liked this picture. Too bad I got cut in half.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8pB42qXI/AAAAAAAAADo/_wcuw-gaNHA/s1600/specs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8pB42qXI/AAAAAAAAADo/_wcuw-gaNHA/s400/specs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Specs? Anyone?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8f9aMZAI/AAAAAAAAACw/nlfSEPgKk-I/s1600/crazy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8f9aMZAI/AAAAAAAAACw/nlfSEPgKk-I/s400/crazy2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Ugh. Chicken eyes rule!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8hsxqXjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uyM4xkcSXfA/s1600/food.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8hsxqXjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/uyM4xkcSXfA/s400/food.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[It's time for food! Above: Cha siu pau Below: Chicken Kebab]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8igSS5fI/AAAAAAAAADA/5TqT98DE_hA/s1600/foot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8igSS5fI/AAAAAAAAADA/5TqT98DE_hA/s400/foot.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Difference of black &amp;amp; white]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8jR0bvLI/AAAAAAAAADI/1vuJjDKZFsM/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8jR0bvLI/AAAAAAAAADI/1vuJjDKZFsM/s400/love.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Coward! Not loser! haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8mGcZX2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hMr3i1oOP8E/s1600/love2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8mGcZX2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/hMr3i1oOP8E/s400/love2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Say you&amp;nbsp; need me, say you love me, and post it on a love wall :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8m0gD6DI/AAAAAAAAADY/H9oQeoRGMpk/s1600/me+and+ling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8m0gD6DI/AAAAAAAAADY/H9oQeoRGMpk/s400/me+and+ling.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Ignore the drawing. It's called helping your friend to catch up on the latest news. LOL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8nzNnnUI/AAAAAAAAADg/pIOKgo3meoI/s1600/pig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8nzNnnUI/AAAAAAAAADg/pIOKgo3meoI/s400/pig.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;[Betulnya, macam satu babi ni!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Pictures taken by: Kimberley Tham Mun-Yi&lt;br /&gt;Other creature: Evangeline Tee Chuan Ling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-3456935921224125317?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/3456935921224125317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/talking-about-having-no-topic-to-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3456935921224125317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/3456935921224125317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/talking-about-having-no-topic-to-talk.html' title='Talking about having no topic to talk about'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFp8cPq5ONI/AAAAAAAAACo/PKylzGNqPjA/s72-c/crazy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6308583141817950618</id><published>2010-08-05T01:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:50:27.208+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I warn you, you better not laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rkOtuTn95VQ/TFltgMaVlVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/K0tMA-Yasq4/s1600/image-upload-20-750052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqHWmNx33I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Cfix9vAEVA0/s320/image-upload-20-750052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe a person can miss her/his cousin so much! Ya, I've loathed them but it's amazing how the one who used to cry like a baby is going to become a vet. And the computer genius got a girlfriend, no jokes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly still can remember the day this picture was taken. Can you guys? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you cuzzies! Enjoy Canada (sucks that I'm on the other side of the world) while you can because you'll see my face soon in 2 years time! -evil grins-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I just spoke to my dad.Your mom is making plans for you guys to come back for mama's bash in January :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ok bye.&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/177372467065102740-6308583141817950618?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6308583141817950618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-warn-you-you-better-not-laugh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6308583141817950618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6308583141817950618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-warn-you-you-better-not-laugh.html' title='I warn you, you better not laugh!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/TFqHWmNx33I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Cfix9vAEVA0/s72-c/image-upload-20-750052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6615404731930273833</id><published>2010-08-04T22:36:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:50:34.872+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait to see you again</title><content type='html'>Wow..I seriously don't know why I'm blogging again. I think it's because I've been going through my friends blogs and reminded me that I actually liked blogging but never really did it. Coz you know I'm a lazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;So how are you? I know it's been &lt;strike&gt;five thousand years &lt;/strike&gt;8 months since I last uploaded. So I'm in semester 2 in school now. I really should do my homework or else I would need to bid my OP1 bye-bye. It's amazing, how last year in UEC I managed to score such wonderful marks although I never really did homework...hmmmm...anyways this post was meant to tell u this blog is up an running again but I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just like every teenage girl, I have a crush! OMG! I can't believe I'm admitting it. Lol jks.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqui know though, if I'm telling the truth :P right jacqui?....tsk tsk tsk. Anyways we get so high this few days just talking about boys. Luckily I get to call her for free or else I'm pretty sure I'll be deaf right now (note: sarcastic humour abt my mom screaming in my ear). Me, Jacqui, Linh &amp;amp; Tiffany call our boys David. Don't ask why. If you want to know just give Jacqui a call she'll tell ya. Her hp is 04-34762186 :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye now I really need to sleep. Thank god I don't have core subjects tomorrow or should I be saying NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Is it weird to go crazy about boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S My previous P.S is a question that needs to be answered immediately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-6615404731930273833?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6615404731930273833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait-to-see-you-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6615404731930273833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6615404731930273833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait-to-see-you-again.html' title='I can&apos;t wait to see you again'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-2346082378781274873</id><published>2009-12-28T14:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:03:31.257+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't apologise this time</title><content type='html'>Ya. erm. I think I never metion this since erm..2 months ago. But I'm officially outta here! I think blogger is too troublesome for me coz it's like writing an essay which I'm not good at. so haha.&lt;br /&gt;Another way to put it is that I've moved to twitter coz I only have to create sentences there. haha. But I'll still be updating my blog. maybe every 2 months. haha! I guess I'll put something here when I really have something special to share with you. Over and Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Here We Go Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/kimberleytham"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;www.twitter.com/kimberleytham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/177372467065102740-2346082378781274873?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/2346082378781274873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wont-apologise-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2346082378781274873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/2346082378781274873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wont-apologise-this-time.html' title='I won&apos;t apologise this time'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-7145354397871430551</id><published>2009-11-02T03:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:14:59.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lin Family [LOVE]</title><content type='html'>I just came back from my uncle's house. As always, cousins group together to watch TV (now we are watcing Fu Dui Men) while adults group together to "gossip" or play with Shanice for now. We started off&amp;nbsp;by having dinner&amp;nbsp;then proceeded to the cake cutting part. Now this is&amp;nbsp;the best part of all! We&amp;nbsp;sang&amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday to Shanice twice, I was just in a mood of taking videos. After about 15 minutes I actually got bored so I just started shooting people randomly. I started from the right which was my aunt. When I was at the left side, they started singing HB again! I was like what? again? so as they were singing "Happy Birthday to you.......Happy Birthday to Kimberley"..I was really really stunned! They actually brought out another cake for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I really had tears in my eyes. I was touched. I really didn't expect it. I mean I happen to read my mom's sms and I saw the words 2 birthday cakes. But i never really knew what was happening. I hugged everyone. Got a birthday present (from Uncle, Aunty Jenny, Ling Jie Jie) which was a a pink bag with the words "Girls for a Fun Healthy Lifestyle". It came with a pink pencil box and you know those name keychain thingy..Ah...just look at the pics below. My grandma gave me&amp;nbsp;money which wasn't&amp;nbsp;wrapped in angpau form..haha that was so funny. Well that;s how the Lin&amp;nbsp;Family do!&amp;nbsp;Chin Cai&amp;nbsp;=D.&amp;nbsp;Fruit Salad &amp;amp; ice-cream leong fun was served as desserts and everyone went home after that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I hugged everyone as I won't be seeing some of them anymore *cry*, just one thing that I realise I did not do today, I did not hug my younger uncle and my grandfather! How could I? tsk tsk tsk..I must do it before I leave..Anyways, I know my essay is making you very dizzy so here are some picutres to endulge in, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3ADKyPpZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eAjd5c9lNWA/s1600-h/010334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3ADKyPpZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eAjd5c9lNWA/s320/010334.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[That's my very girly-pinkish bag]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3AFE35ODI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wJCZsQCuF8c/s1600-h/010357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3AFE35ODI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wJCZsQCuF8c/s320/010357.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[I don't think I have to buy a new pencil case anymore]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3AFoaWZkI/AAAAAAAAABA/kIRAhzBRqrs/s1600-h/010439.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3AFoaWZkI/AAAAAAAAABA/kIRAhzBRqrs/s320/010439.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The name keychain thingy]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3BaG8vsWI/AAAAAAAAABI/_8vnDeBcbXg/s1600-h/01112009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3BaG8vsWI/AAAAAAAAABI/_8vnDeBcbXg/s200/01112009.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[and, a picture to say goodnite to you all]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;P.S. Shanice's Birthday is on the 5th November, Mine is 6th Novemeber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-7145354397871430551?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/7145354397871430551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/11/lin-family-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7145354397871430551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/7145354397871430551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/11/lin-family-love.html' title='Lin Family [LOVE]'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Drn3JoL3h7I/Su3ADKyPpZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eAjd5c9lNWA/s72-c/010334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-830423806270251907</id><published>2009-10-27T23:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:41:33.424+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait!</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm quite busy now..I'll brb..as I promise to put up a post today..sry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-830423806270251907?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/830423806270251907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/10/wait.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/830423806270251907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/830423806270251907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/10/wait.html' title='Wait!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-6477231906145493318</id><published>2009-10-24T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:19:04.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace out, Sucker!</title><content type='html'>Ok..I don't meant to be rude but that's the slogan&amp;nbsp;me and my friends&amp;nbsp;are so into..haha..We just go up to people and say "Peace out, sucker!". My gosh, you should see their faces!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that's not the reason I wrote this blog..The main reason is to talk about exams...OMG! All I can talk about now is exams exams as in E-X-A-M. I actually wanted to write about each exam right after they were over..oh but I was just to lazy..hehe..So, here's the break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BC-okok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BM-umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;English-You still wanna ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Math-Duh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Science-I hope I get an A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sejarah-umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Geography-um....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;KHB-umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So waddaya think? How many A's do you think I can get&lt;br /&gt;On the other side on UEC-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BC-okok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Science-Paper 1 umm.. Paper 2 oh so random..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BM-How easy can it get man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, UEC is not over yet Monday is English &amp;amp; CHist then the day of freedom is Math..then woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;ok, I'm done babbling..See ya soon peeps! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-6477231906145493318?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/6477231906145493318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/10/peace-out-sucker.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6477231906145493318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/6477231906145493318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/10/peace-out-sucker.html' title='Peace out, Sucker!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177372467065102740.post-5666089126475701145</id><published>2009-09-29T13:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:45:16.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me...AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.....this is it, this is the real deal, i swear! No more abandoning anymore! My 4th blog which really is going to be going on from now on (i hope so). I'm trying to delete my past blogs but i can't remember them..who knows they might come in handy next time. Anyways..so here is my new &amp;amp; last blog &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.rememberkimberley.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, it's long..but since I'm going to Brisbane to study, I want you to remember me..it ain't that hard people! except with all the 'E'. But I'll only start putting up post from October 27th and I'll be officially leaving Sabah on&amp;nbsp;November 7th..You wait for me peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See ya then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/177372467065102740-5666089126475701145?l=rememberkimberley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/feeds/5666089126475701145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/09/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5666089126475701145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/177372467065102740/posts/default/5666089126475701145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rememberkimberley.blogspot.com/2009/09/so.html' title='It&apos;s me...AGAIN'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08993993725637723796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzeM5hWVbY/TkPBGDDBOSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/mXZISAjZS9c/s220/Mama%2527s%2Bbday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
