<?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-444170643387363960</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:45:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunung Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>The very cure to a lazy Sunday afternoon.The latest craze to hit Malaysia!Go on and get hooked to THE ADVENTURES OF GUNUNG GIRL!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3796720308323731158</id><published>2009-12-31T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:03:29.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>I've moved to a new blog! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gununggirl.blogspot.com"&gt;www.gununggirl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3796720308323731158?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3796720308323731158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3796720308323731158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3796720308323731158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3796720308323731158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/12/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4552230378601716842</id><published>2009-09-20T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:27:08.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have nothing to blog about anymore. &lt;div&gt;Haven't been signing into blogger and I thought I forgot the password already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I realise that some one has been spamming my tag box recently with the initials *kim*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell is wrong la. I am not even the person you're looking for. Who the hell is kimberly ho yuki anyway? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so free to spam my blog huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I don't really care la. Go and spam all you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use some other way to scold your friend cause I am not the one you're looking for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buzz off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/444170643387363960-4552230378601716842?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4552230378601716842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4552230378601716842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4552230378601716842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4552230378601716842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-nothing-to-blog-about-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5761073594360643063</id><published>2009-08-02T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:28:14.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update after a long time.</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to apologise for all those who were disappointed when they found out that I still haven't updated my blog. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;, like I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fans). I've been rather busy(lazy actually) to updated anything except maybe twitter( the new craze that made me twit like crazy) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, nothing has been interesting. Mid year results was okay but I bet I can do better and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UF&lt;/span&gt;2 results were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; and they're actually gonna use it for our open day which is next week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; literally gonna get grounded. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; actually trying to control myself from being on the computer. I can't carry on with this behaviour or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; regret it when my results actually come out. So till then, BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still alive. Don't think that I died just cause I don't blog anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5761073594360643063?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5761073594360643063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5761073594360643063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5761073594360643063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5761073594360643063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-after-long-time.html' title='Update after a long time.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7669933631241380105</id><published>2009-06-04T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:04:01.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hannah Montana The Movie was actually quite boring. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during the show. I expected the show to be as interesting as the show on Disney channel. It was not as funny as the show definitely cause Jackson, Hannah Montana's brother wasn't even talking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the movie. The main actress was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus and the scene where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Banks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus was fighting was totally dumb. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I bet my sister love the show cause she teared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the guy in the show was quite cute until he open his mouth to speak. Gosh, what is with his voice? Too low for me man. Totally wasted my time. I could have watched 17 again and laughed my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh, that was what I saw this morning. I was having my breakfast in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I was sweating like mad. Then I saw this couple sitting behind my dad and my mum. The girl was wearing all long pants and the guy was wearing long sleeves shirt and long pants. All black. I bet he was sweating. Then this girl was drinking her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or whatever it is. Then I notice the guy was like holding her hand on the table when she was drinking that cup of drink I was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HOOKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, drink only ma why need to hold hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for her drinking is really very tough cause she was grabbing the guys hand when he wanted to let go. Thank God they were just holding hands and nothing else. You bet those old uncles were looking at them. No let me rephrase that. They were staring at them. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;PDA&lt;/span&gt; in the library. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eyesssss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends are going to Singapore for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Asean&lt;/span&gt; Scholarship Test. No, I didn't apply. Don't ask. I never in a million years would think that I would get the scholarship la. I'll try for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;JPA&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, jogging never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;seam&lt;/span&gt; so painful. I hit my leg one time at the wooden bench with the metal bar in school when I finish my exam few weeks ago. I have no idea why but I think I am beginning to feel the pain. Ouch! After jogging my whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Taman&lt;/span&gt;, only that part was painful. I guess it isn't healed fully yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to drive yesterday too. I was bugging my mother to let me drive her manual car and she taught me. Yes I drove like 30metres from my neighbours house to my house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mati&lt;/span&gt; engine so many times. Hate manual cars. When I press the accelerator it went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Vrrroooommmm&lt;/span&gt; as if I was gonna go 200km/h. My sister was in the car and she was literally screaming. Nah, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; move that quick cause I didn't lift up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;blardy&lt;/span&gt; hand break! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-7669933631241380105?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7669933631241380105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7669933631241380105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7669933631241380105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7669933631241380105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/06/hannah-montana-movie-was-actually-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6825299498774003934</id><published>2009-06-01T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:10:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna learn how to drive!</title><content type='html'>I am glue on to the seat of the computer watching gossip girl and cursing all the actors and actresses about their stupid behavior. Drooling over Chuck Bass hotness and pissed off over Dan liking a teacher. What a complicated show. I guess I am gonna be watching Gossip Girl the whole of my holidays as my parents don't allow me to take my driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wanna know why? Here is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousin told me that my parents see me as the person who will get my first parking coupon when I get my license. Do I look like some one who will drive recklessly?! HAHA. Yes I do. I think my dad is worried cause I don't even know how to cross the road&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mum keeps saying that they don't have a car for me to drive. Yes they do have a car for me to drive. Its whether they want or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I look like a person who will beat the traffic light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will get myself into an accident.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scold bad words, pointing middle finger then getting beheaded by a angry man with a parang for trying to kill him with my driving skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would probably learn more words on how to curse sickening drivers. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I do that? Will I? I promise that I would take good responsibility if I learn how to drive. The Berjaya driving school is so near my house I can even walk there. You do not need to drive me there for my lessons. Save your petrol money right? I'll be a good girl and drive you guys around and send Kayley for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I JUST GET MY LICENSE PRETTY PLEASE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last question, I think this would be the thing you wouldn't allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Can pay for me first ah? I got no money to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6825299498774003934?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6825299498774003934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6825299498774003934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6825299498774003934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6825299498774003934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-learn-how-to-drive.html' title='I Wanna learn how to drive!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6540747197113470086</id><published>2009-05-31T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:26:41.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something is wrong.</title><content type='html'>I am in a super dark room.&lt;br /&gt;The only light I see is the freaking light from the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;The only word I can hear that is coming out from my headphones are probably the yo-o-o-o-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the song I am suppose to be listening to. It was suppose to be Coldplay's Lost but it some how sound like a blink 182 song and now it turned into a motioncity soundtrack song. Gosh. What happened to Itune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am hooked on to Restaurant city. This thing is just awesome. Facebook's creator is simply just awesome. Somehow I just wonder why Cheah is always on the top of all the games. Scoring the highest mark for Pet Society and Restaurant City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy some goat's milk today. Went there with my aunty when the shop was just about to close. Yes, The door was already closed. But my uncle manage to pursuade the guy to open the door for us to let us in to his shop. Okay, went in and I saw this guy. I guess in his twenties there la. Yes he was quite cute. He looks like the badminton player from China. HAHAHA. My aunt was asking me to go to the shop and buy the milk everyday to get the guys number cause damn freaking rich la. Damn ATAS the place. No, I am certainly not gonna do that. So thick skinned to go get his number? Eww. My aunt should do just that. By the way she is married with 2 kids. HAHAH. By the way we bought 12 bottles of goats milk from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously went jogging today. Yes. One round of my whole taman and I was already panting. I really need all the stamina I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't drive. No I can't use contact lens. No I can't online till late at night. No no no no NO noNONONONO. I freakind can't do anything I want that is why I am so pissed about everything. What is wrong with wanting to blend in? What is wrong with me being inscure about my physical appearance? Shit. What is wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Red Hot Chilli Peppers never sounded so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6540747197113470086?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6540747197113470086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6540747197113470086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6540747197113470086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6540747197113470086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-is-wrong.html' title='Something is wrong.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5491585107810460842</id><published>2009-05-29T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:36:43.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise i'll blog more.</title><content type='html'>Let me see, I freaking haven't updated my blog for so many many months.&lt;br /&gt;I have missed out on so much I don't even know what to blog about. Too many months never touch the computer. Wondering what I have been doing these few months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy studying when sometimes 70% of what I studied don't go in and I'll forget after 2 days. I don't see the point of studying and not revising after that anymore. Lesson learnt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; but have not been online. Wonder why? Cause the freaking chair at the computer table spoils my back. I'll have bad posture if I play for long hours. So I rather sit in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; from 2-5 in the afternoon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been sleeping every afternoon. 2 hours straight. My mum tries to wake me up after 1 hour but I'll say wait and sleep another 1 hour. Yeah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy clearing my room. Gosh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I start studying then I'll realise my room is so messy. So I start clearing it. I guess it is just to waste time. I clean it everyday but it still looks the same to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have been picking up my phone from the floor every morning. I sleep on this super high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mattress&lt;/span&gt; now cause of my back problem. I put my phone next to me when I sleep and the next morning I find it on the floor. My phone is in a sorry state la. I really need a new one. Wilson, I'll try to get a new one and I'll sell you mine cheap cheap! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been listening to how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muttons&lt;/span&gt; complain about all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;quizes&lt;/span&gt;. Its totally lame. I took a few though. Don't see the point. Just to waste time. I wonder how they play restaurant city. I feel so left out not knowing anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; about how Adam Lambert lost in American Idol. Yeah, last year was already a disappointment. It happened again this year. Sigh. Adam was freaking good. Especially with the song mad world. I have been listening to that song every night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Busy with choir practices too! In case you didn't know we won district and also state level and now we are gonna go to nationals! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went Singapore last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; cause the St. Nicholas Convent had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jubilate&lt;/span&gt;. I ain't know what was it about but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;s totally awesome. It was held in Republic Poly's auditorium. Gosh! Love to go there again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my life has been packed with all this until now. NO I CAN'T DRIVE YET. My parents forbid me to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder why! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a natural driver what I thought? Why can't I learn how to drive. This is freaking pissing me off. I wanna learn how to drive. I can get to places without needing you guys to fetch me back. Why don't you see the point? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;. Its not like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; drive out in the middle of the night to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;partay&lt;/span&gt; right? RIGHT? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh. I can't wait till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; is over. Definitely not gonna waste my school holidays. Gonna study and also lose weight. This fat ass here needs to shed some kilos or else &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; look like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hippopotamus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking free now. Finished my last paper today. No, I don't wanna get my results back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely blog tomorrow! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5491585107810460842?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5491585107810460842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5491585107810460842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5491585107810460842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5491585107810460842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-promise-ill-blog-more.html' title='I promise i&apos;ll blog more.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8363671162574760005</id><published>2009-03-22T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:35:19.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye!</title><content type='html'>First of all bye bye to Facebook and Friendster and Hotmail and MSN and blogger and YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to books, books and more books. Homework, homework and more homework. Stress, stress and more stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I know I am doing to have alot of stress after the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I end my last post of the holidays, I would like you guys to check out this guys voice. It is totally awesome. People commented that it is better than the original WOW!&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4EaHIpjTTY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t4EaHIpjTTY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Another awesome Video. I like Womaniser all of a sudden after listening to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOXNxDCtPoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOXNxDCtPoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-8363671162574760005?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8363671162574760005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8363671162574760005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8363671162574760005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8363671162574760005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/bye.html' title='Bye!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3529704291321811957</id><published>2009-03-18T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:20:58.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Komodo Dragon?</title><content type='html'>I was watching television in the living room when my mum started screaming. Me, my sister and my dad rushed to the kitchen only to find out that there was this freaking huge lizard. Then my mum said BRING THE CAMERA HERE!!! BRING THE CAMERA HERE!!! I RUSHED UPSTAIRS AND BROUGHT THE CAMERA DOWN STRAIGHT AWAY AND THEN, I FASTER SNAP SNAP AND SNAP. :) We have always wanted to get the picture of the lizard but tak jadi until that day we got its picture. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3uGmY6PI/AAAAAAAABnc/vIJWqJmOY5M/s1600-h/DSCN4598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3uGmY6PI/AAAAAAAABnc/vIJWqJmOY5M/s400/DSCN4598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314449562970679538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know whether it is a lizard or not. It seems like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Komodo&lt;/span&gt; Dragon to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like freaking huge and also its tongue is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blardy&lt;/span&gt; long. By the way it is at the back lane that this freaking lizard appeared. It was digging for some rubbish. So disgusting. After eating it hurried back into its home, which is the hole. Left the tail only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC9E04YM9I/AAAAAAAABn8/dh_OOPGPVNQ/s1600-h/BMU%2520Komodo%2520Island%2520Komodo%2520dragon%2520gargantuan%2520monitor%2520lizard%2520%25207%25203008x2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC9E04YM9I/AAAAAAAABn8/dh_OOPGPVNQ/s400/BMU%2520Komodo%2520Island%2520Komodo%2520dragon%2520gargantuan%2520monitor%2520lizard%2520%25207%25203008x2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314455450909422546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3ubMzNrI/AAAAAAAABnk/VVMy6tRuqaU/s1600-h/DSCN4600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3ubMzNrI/AAAAAAAABnk/VVMy6tRuqaU/s400/DSCN4600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314449568500496050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The lizard fought with my neighbours dog before. The dog barked like hell at the lizard and the lizard did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kungfu&lt;/span&gt; style with its tail hitting the dog on the face. The dog was barking and barking but the lizard just swing its tail left and right. Anyway, I live just next to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;durian&lt;/span&gt; plantation so there are many animals that I see here before like the monkeys that appear at my door step last year and also birds that build their nest in front of my house and also not forgetting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;komodo&lt;/span&gt; dragon that lives behind my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of stray dogs in front of my house are uncountable and this is because of my neighbour who loves dogs and also cause my house is at the dead end. Sigh, the dogs in front of my house bark when they see anything moving. So my parents say it is good in a way cause it will prevent robbers from coming and also. The dogs some how cause a nuisance sometimes when it bites my neighbours underwear or socks or shirt and left it on the road with holes and from white colour it changes into black with polka-dots(holes) all over the underwear/shirt/socks. So far none of mine got bitten before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know I have back pain so I tried the sticker thing that my grandma bought from China. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sticked&lt;/span&gt; it on my back and then I started doing my homework. Then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cooling&lt;/span&gt; sensation was all over my back for 5 minutes then it went away to a BURNING SENSATION. My whole back was burning as if 10000000000000000 red ants were biting onto my flesh. I started screaming and plucking that thing off from my back was a hazard cause of my short hands and also it was so painful cause it was so sticky and it was sticking to my back. Then when that sticker came off I was like jumping up and down and my tears were coming down from my eyes. There was no way to make the pain of 100000000000000 red ants biting my back. So i hit my back, and hit and hit and hit my back to make it feel better but it didn't subside. So my sister say TAKE ICE! TAKE ICE! No I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; take ice. I took a  wet cloth and wipe the burning sensation off and it went back to normal after 10 minutes. Man, I am never going to put that thing on me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home gave me more time to think about what I want to become next time and also thinking about what course to take when I go to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise to myself that I will not play the computer or go online after this holidays already cause I want and I need to concentrate on my studies. Sigh, I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; for 2 months why not give it another shot. No more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Today's&lt;/span&gt; sky and clouds are so beautiful. I had to take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3um88_NI/AAAAAAAABns/7uvzNwZuhdc/s1600-h/DSCN4641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3um88_NI/AAAAAAAABns/7uvzNwZuhdc/s400/DSCN4641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314449571655253202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3uvBmoyI/AAAAAAAABn0/978C6Bhjt2A/s1600-h/DSCN4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3uvBmoyI/AAAAAAAABn0/978C6Bhjt2A/s400/DSCN4642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314449573822243618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3529704291321811957?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3529704291321811957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3529704291321811957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3529704291321811957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3529704291321811957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/komodo-dragon.html' title='Komodo Dragon?'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ScC3uGmY6PI/AAAAAAAABnc/vIJWqJmOY5M/s72-c/DSCN4598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3357044800752629183</id><published>2009-03-17T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:07:51.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts vs Slumdog</title><content type='html'>Yeah I have been at home the whole day. My mum is working so I don't get to go anywhere and also I don't get to learn driving. Parents don't dare to risk their car. Homework berlambak-lambak on the table and I am so lazy to touch. I only like doing my homework at night. Morning too bright. Lame excuse I know. But it feels more serene and quiet at night and I can concentrate better at night. I am kinda behaving like an owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school on Monday and they started talking about ghost storys. Well, I brought it up la. Cause I heard something in school a few days ago and I told people la of course. Somehow I wish that I am hallucinating about hearing noises of people playing volleyball in the store when there is actually no one playing volleyball in the freaking store. Owh God Bless me! I drag my friend to open the store door but there was no one in there like duh and everything in there was arranged nicely. C'mon, I doubt anyone in my school NEVER hear anything about ghost before. The coin game which I have never played and the pencil game and the game that everyone got so scared after playing it. Thinking that you have to finish the game. I never tried playing before cause I am really a scary cat and every single sound can scare me. But I promise you I heard something coming from the store room. And they were also talking about people seeing stuff in school. Damn I am so lucky, I only hear and not see. This kinda stories are usually fake. You can't possibly believe all of it. I GUESS I AM HALLUCINATING ABOUT HEARING THE NOISES. But who cares if no one believes, I believe that I hear it. I should just stop here. I am home alone and scared now. END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, CHANGE THE FREAKING TOPIC, After watching Slumdog Millionare and covering my eyes when the guy takes the poor guys eye balls out from the socket using a freaking spoon and also stuffing chloroform in the poor little boys mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it was traumatizing. That poor little boy. He was sent to beg after the man dig his eyes out. Poor slums in India. The show is very touching in a way that can make you tear and also laugh at some parts. The girl Latika in the show is super pretty and the guy Jamal is not too bad too. In case you already watched Slumdog Millionare, you'll notice at one part Jamal jumps into the shit hole cause he wanted to get some famous stars signature. YEAH! That poo look alike is actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; for goodness sake. Even if you freaking pay me millions or dollars I wouldn't jump into a puddle of shit. Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the show is about love,friendship and brotherly love. Although his brother Salim is not a good guy but he still loves his brother very much. It also opened my eyes to how terrible the state of living in India is. Man, I feel like going to India to check it out. If you haven't watch slumdog millionare do check it out. It is worth watching. No more in the cinema then wait for the DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Indians, I have been watching Indians performing on American Idol and also Indian movies and also hosting Indian students from Gujarat in my exchange students programmes and also eating Indian food. The only thing I haven't do that has to do with Indian is by wearing a Sari. My mum says I might end up marrying an indian when I grow up. A good looking and rich one. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I wouldn't wanna receieve 5000Rupees from you people when I get married.&lt;br /&gt;No thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3357044800752629183?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3357044800752629183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3357044800752629183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3357044800752629183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3357044800752629183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/ghosts-vs-slumdog.html' title='Ghosts vs Slumdog'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1101089812035340367</id><published>2009-03-15T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:12:53.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do stupid things 77% of the time.</title><content type='html'>Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Mark which things you have done, then calculate your score by counting the number of questions you marked. This test is out of 100 questions which means that the number you get as your score is also your percentage. Tag some of your friends, and re-post as "I do stupid things __% of the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. [ ] Forgot to put the lid on the blender, turned it on, and had everything fly out&lt;br /&gt;2. [x] Gotten your head stuck between the stair rails&lt;br /&gt;3. [x] Broken a chair by leaning back in it&lt;br /&gt;4. [x] Had gum fall out of your mouth while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;5. [x] Choked on your own spit while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;6. [ ] Had people tell you that you are blonde when you're not, or had people tell you that your blonde highlights are going to your head&lt;br /&gt;7. [x] Been caught staring at your crush by your crush&lt;br /&gt;8. [x] Have looked for something for at least 5 min then realised it was in your hand ...&lt;br /&gt;9. [x] Tried to push open a door that said pull&lt;br /&gt;10. [x] Tried to pull open a door that said push&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. [ ] Have actually believed someone when they said that they knew how to make a love-potion&lt;br /&gt;12. [x] Have hit yourself in the process of trying to hit something else&lt;br /&gt;13. [x] Have tripped and fallen UP the stairs&lt;br /&gt;14. [ ] Have actually exploded marshmallows in the microwave&lt;br /&gt;15. [x] Have gotten gum stuck in your hair&lt;br /&gt;16. [x] Had gum fall out of your mouth while trying to blow a bubble&lt;br /&gt;17. [x] Have had the juice from a mini tomato squirt out and hit somebody else when you bit into it&lt;br /&gt;18. [x] Have had your drink come out your nose because you were laughing so hard&lt;br /&gt;19. [x] Have called one of your good friends by the wrong name&lt;br /&gt;20. [x] Have skinned your toe because you were playing soccer or kickball with flip flops on or you were barefoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. [x] Have put a sticker on your forehead, forgot it was there, and went out in public with it on&lt;br /&gt;22. [X] Have fallen out of a moving vehicle&lt;br /&gt;23. [X] Have run into a closed door&lt;br /&gt;25. [x] Searched for your cell phone while you were talking on it&lt;br /&gt;26. [x] Finally got a joke after 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;27. [x] Have gotten your hair stuck in a blow dryer&lt;br /&gt;28. [x] Have gotten your hair stuck in a fan&lt;br /&gt;29. [x] Tripped on a crack in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;30. [x] Said o'clock after saying how many min after the hour, example: 5:30 o'clock, or 6:15 o'clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. [x] After someone told you that there was gum/poo on the ground, you stepped in it&lt;br /&gt;32. [x] Put on a white shirt even though you already knew it was raining outside&lt;br /&gt;33. [x] Have ever walked up to a stranger because you thought they were someone else&lt;br /&gt;34. [x] Ever been kicked out of a grocery store/off their property&lt;br /&gt;35. [x] Touched the stove, the curling iron, a hot pan, etc when its on, even though you knew it was hot&lt;br /&gt;36. [x] Taken off your clothes to change into something else then accidentally put the old clothes back on&lt;br /&gt;37. [x] Wondered why something wasn't working then realised it wasn't plugged in&lt;br /&gt;38. [x]Put the cereal in the fridge, or put the milk in the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;39. [X] Walked into a pole&lt;br /&gt;40. [ ]Wore two different earrings or shoes by accident/stolen someone's shoes by accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. [x]Put your shirt on backwards/inside-out without realising it then left your house&lt;br /&gt;42. [ ]Tried to take a picture of someone's eye with the flash on..&lt;br /&gt;43. [x] Gotten a ring stuck on your finger because you put it on even though you knew it was too small..&lt;br /&gt;44. [] Walked out of the bathroom (stall) with toilet paper stuck to your shoe without realising it&lt;br /&gt;45. [x] Went to go do something/go get something, then when you got there, you forgot what it is was that you were going to do&lt;br /&gt;46. [x] Picked up someone else's drink and drank out of it by accident when your drink was right next to it&lt;br /&gt;47. [x] Fallen out of your chair while trying to pick something up&lt;br /&gt;48. [x] Have poked yourself in the eye&lt;br /&gt;49. [] Have gotten in the shower with your socks still on&lt;br /&gt;50. [] Melted your hairbrush while blow drying your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. [x] Have done enough stupid things to take this test&lt;br /&gt;52. [x] Have accidentally stabbed yourself with a pencil&lt;br /&gt;53. [x] Have sung the wrong verse to a song without realising it&lt;br /&gt;54. [x] Have given an odd answer to a question because you didn't hear the question in the first place and didn't feel like asking what it was..&lt;br /&gt;55. [] Told someone you were the wrong age because you seriously forgot how old you were&lt;br /&gt;56. [] Looked into an overhead purposefully while it was on&lt;br /&gt;57. [x] Got up early and got ready for school/work, then realised that you didn't have school/work that day.&lt;br /&gt;58. [x] Forgot your own phone number&lt;br /&gt;59. [x] Have tripped on a cord after someone told you to watch out for it&lt;br /&gt;60. [x] Have ever laughed at a joke that no one else thought was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. [] Done the Macarena to the electric slide or vice versa&lt;br /&gt;62. [x] Said funner then had someone make fun of you for it&lt;br /&gt;63. [x] Have repeated yourself at least twice in the same sentence&lt;br /&gt;64. [x] Brought up an inside joke with the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;65. [x] Didn't do the backside of an assignment because you thought that there wasn't one because you had already looked and forgot that there was another side&lt;br /&gt;66. [x] Did more work than you had to on an assignment because you didn't read the directions&lt;br /&gt;67. [x]Corrected someone's grammar/pronunciation then figured out that you were the one that was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;68. [x] Put something in a special place so that you would remember where it was, then forgot where you put it&lt;br /&gt;69. [x] Put ice in your drink after the glass was full of liquid and had it splash out&lt;br /&gt;70. [x] Told a lie then forgot what it was that you had said and got caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. [] When wearing goggles, you pulled them away from your face and let go so that they would come back and snap you in the face&lt;br /&gt;72. [] Forgot to make sure that the lamp was off before you replaced the light bulb&lt;br /&gt;73. [] Ran into a door jam&lt;br /&gt;74. [x] Told someone that you hardly ever do stupid things, then immediately did/said something stupid&lt;br /&gt;75. [x] Told someone to watch out for something, then you were the one that ran into it&lt;br /&gt;76. [] Have licked playground sand&lt;br /&gt;77. [x] Have purposely and repeatedly flicked yourself with a rubber band&lt;br /&gt;78. [x] Gotten so hyper that someone actually thought you were drunk/high when you weren't&lt;br /&gt;79. [x] Have been so hyper you actually scared people&lt;br /&gt;80. [x]Put duct tape on your body then pulled it off to see if it would hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. [x]Put duct tape on your hair/someone else's hair then pulled it off&lt;br /&gt;82. [x]Put a clothes pin/hair clip on your lip, figured out that it hurt, then did it again&lt;br /&gt;83. [ ]Sat and wondered why men's dress shirts have a loop on the back&lt;br /&gt;84. [x] Made up a code name for someone so that you could talk about them to someone else and no one else would know who you were talking about&lt;br /&gt;85. [x] Have gotten a hairbrush stuck in your hair&lt;br /&gt;86. [x]Used the straw to blow the straw wrapper at someone&lt;br /&gt;87. [x] Laughed out loud in the middle of class over something you just thought up in your head&lt;br /&gt;88. [ ]When at a restaurant, you used your spoon to fling stuff at people&lt;br /&gt;89. [ ]Have flung forks/spoons at people in a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;90. [] Tripped and made the waiter drop the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running total: 70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. [x]As you are writing, you move your head back and forth with your pen/pencil&lt;br /&gt;92. [x]Have drawn finger puppets on your fingers then named them&lt;br /&gt;93. [x]Have wrapped someone in a roll of toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;94. [ ] Have used somebody else's toothbrush without even realising it wasn't yours&lt;br /&gt;95. [x] Have started telling a story and forget what you were talking about or what happened in the story&lt;br /&gt;96. [x] Read a whole book without even paying attention to what you're reading&lt;br /&gt;97. [x] You have spelled your own name wrong before&lt;br /&gt;98. [ ]When lying in bed you look for pictures in the texture of the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;99. [x] Have used your calculator as a form of communication in a class&lt;br /&gt;100. [] Have popped a balloon in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do stupid things 77% of the time. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1101089812035340367?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1101089812035340367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1101089812035340367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1101089812035340367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1101089812035340367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-do-stupid-things-77-of-time.html' title='I do stupid things 77% of the time.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2114236692542171045</id><published>2009-03-06T14:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:20:09.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOOP DOGG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; I AM SO HAPPY THAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ANOOP&lt;/span&gt; GOT INTO THE WILD CARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SbDKTbWzuWI/AAAAAAAABnU/Ubt5db3Ajt8/s1600-h/capt.2bc3b5fb70cc4c9291baf913b3fe62c8.tv_american_idol_36_nyet625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SbDKTbWzuWI/AAAAAAAABnU/Ubt5db3Ajt8/s400/capt.2bc3b5fb70cc4c9291baf913b3fe62c8.tv_american_idol_36_nyet625.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309966395779561826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He totally awesome. His R&amp;amp;B groove is totally awesome. Man, he makes my hair stand on ends when he sings. He is actually from an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;acapella&lt;/span&gt; group called CLEFHANGERS. They sing new songs and they are very very good. He is soulful too! Man, he rocks! If you go view his you tube songs, most of them are good comments. From the beginning I knew he was going to far. I forgot to catch the show last night on american idol cause I fell asleep early. MSSD duty was so tiring man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop was actually voted off american idol in the first show. He lost by a few thousand to the guy who got into the top 12 and now he is back on the wildcard. I hope people vote for him so he can get to perform in the top 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Florence totally adore this guy and was so happy that he got in. I hope he make it far! Florence, must remember to watch all the videos ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video of him in Clefhangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5O1O06m14s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5O1O06m14s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQZsEMjYZAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQZsEMjYZAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To checkout more on this accapela group, go to www.clefhangers.com or just go to youtube and type clefhangers!&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;Just realise that ANOOP IS IN THE TOP&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Simon Cowell and the other judges decide that there should be a spot for Anoop Desai in the competition because he deserves it so this year instead of a top 12 we have a top 13!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2114236692542171045?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2114236692542171045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2114236692542171045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2114236692542171045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2114236692542171045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/anoop-dogg.html' title='ANOOP DOGG'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SbDKTbWzuWI/AAAAAAAABnU/Ubt5db3Ajt8/s72-c/capt.2bc3b5fb70cc4c9291baf913b3fe62c8.tv_american_idol_36_nyet625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2532969008887474792</id><published>2009-03-01T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:50:04.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat.</title><content type='html'>Went for steamboat yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM! Blackout. And some old uncle started singing Happy birthday to you! Then all of us in the shop laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes BOOM! Black out again. He sang Happy birthday to you again. Then what happen was i dared my sister to sing the next time it black out. It freaking went blackout again then my sister sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! out loud. LOL. No one knew it was her but she did it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go for steamboat, my parents will always bring up the topic about me getting burnt by the steamboat pot and then cried like shit and after that they hardly bring me out for steamboat anymore. What la. Owh yeah, have you all been to the shop called Hak Seng where the uncle in the shop selling food will order the food for you and he will sit on the table when you order. Sigh. I know Joey has been there. That old uncle really damn fierce but his food is freaking awesome. I bet you miss this place Jo. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, Joey, I want your Australia handphone number. I have freaking banyak things to tell you man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2532969008887474792?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2532969008887474792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2532969008887474792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2532969008887474792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2532969008887474792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/03/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-197207589894705921</id><published>2009-02-27T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:00:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I touch the computer and sign in to my Facebook, Nuffnang and blog account that I already forgot the password. Luckily I manage to dig it out from some book of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been busy these few weeks again. Sports day is finally over then its the exams which just happen to finish today. I miss the computer. Miss using the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I feel like that I have nothing to blog about anymore. Nothing interesting happen. Nothing that made me remember. My life feel so empty and boring. I'm filling myself up with all the nonsense. Nothing important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really don't know what to type huh. I'm actually watching ghost whisperer and crying. Damn it is a scary show but it always make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey seem to be enjoying herself in Australia while we are suffering here in JB. Her uniform seem to be very Harry-Potter-ry and JOEY YOU LOOK MUCH MORE FEMININE NOW! How's Australia I wonder. You seem to have made many new friends and scoring freaking high for all subjects. You haven't change much have you. I see so many F***ing words in your blog. When are you coming back from Australia to visit us man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh did I mention that Xavier won again this year? Im not surprised. They were leading the whole way since sukan tara and they have been winning for the 9th consecutive year which is lke so annoying. They wanna win for the 10th year then only they wanna give up their Champion for other houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I guess thats all today. Fingers crossed for my exam results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-197207589894705921?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/197207589894705921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=197207589894705921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/197207589894705921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/197207589894705921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-so-long-since-i-touch-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7694733381565301788</id><published>2009-02-14T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:26:17.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAWD of Fortune.</title><content type='html'>Hello world. I haven't been updating my blog lately. My timetable for school and activities are freaking packed. I have been trying to plan my time wisely so that I would have time to study. Waking up at 1 just to pick up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt; textbook and sleeping 15 minutes later has never been more fun. Actually the truth was I couldn't sleep and decided that I should just pick up my Physics book to read but in the end I realised that I was freaking tired so I took out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt; textbook. 15 minutes later and I am soundly asleep on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 5 is freaking hard and stressful too. The amount of pressure is piling up. Yes I play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and I stay back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. Teresa, you better&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;get last place this year if not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; going to cry my eyeballs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say thanks to all those who got presents for my birthday. Thanks for making this years birthday a blast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I had so many things to write but I forgot what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;. Yes. Today is Valentines day and I am freaking stuck at home with my sister watching shows on Nickelodeon(valentine's day special). Parents went for a wedding dinner and didn't wanna bring us. Shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Valentines day is not necessarily spent with your guy friends but also your friends and your family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mana&lt;/span&gt; tau NO one is free to go out today. Damn it. Next time we should be lesbians for one day so we can go out together during Valentines day like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SZbMqEPNkfI/AAAAAAAABnM/DlvPGgOMsSE/s1600-h/n510372515_2065975_2727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SZbMqEPNkfI/AAAAAAAABnM/DlvPGgOMsSE/s400/n510372515_2065975_2727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302650634339455474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How we love our Girlfriends. The shirt is nice and cheap. Its for men by the way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SZbK5ra4-_I/AAAAAAAABnE/kcMQNtG5708/s1600-h/n510372515_2065965_9928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SZbK5ra4-_I/AAAAAAAABnE/kcMQNtG5708/s400/n510372515_2065965_9928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302648703532202994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Owh&lt;/span&gt; MR.GOD OF FORTUNE. PLEASE BLESS ME WITH LOADS OF MONEY. Although you look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pevertic&lt;/span&gt;. Mind you, your touching my hand. Great pretender. Pretend to put the ingot on my head. Disgusting idiot.&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;I'll end with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perempuan punya mulut memang besar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Happy Birthday to Ngky and Mei Foong. Man, if Ngky had all the luck in the world, she would have gotten you as her junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444170643387363960-7694733381565301788?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7694733381565301788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7694733381565301788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7694733381565301788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7694733381565301788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/02/gawd-of-fortune.html' title='GAWD of Fortune.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SZbMqEPNkfI/AAAAAAAABnM/DlvPGgOMsSE/s72-c/n510372515_2065975_2727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4961017555999166303</id><published>2009-01-27T12:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:57:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back. It has been ages since I last blog. Why? I was practically busy with everything. School mainly. From choir audition, to Interact interview. Teresa and many other stuff. Tuition too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropping class wasn't what I wanted ever to happen when I am in form 5.&lt;br /&gt;Dropping class was really hard for me. I have the impression of the people that drop class are freaking stupid. Now I am one of them. I freaking cried every night for that week until I figure out that maybe this was God's will. He wanted me to work harder so that I can do well in my SPM. So yeah, I have been trying to split my time wisely between koko and also homework and studying. Promise never to study last minute and score well for my first exam so that I can continue to be active in koko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather busy thinkin about Teresa and stuff. I didn't realise that I didnt blog for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to celebrate my birthday with my friends and that was what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invited 9 of my friends to have a meal in Kinsahi. We went to 3 places that day. Plaza Pelangi, Leisure mall and also City square. Thank you guys so much for sparing a few hours for this gathering and accompany me for this years birthday. Ireally appreciate it. Thanks for the Thirsty al and the shirt! That day was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Qb184i5I/AAAAAAAABmE/NxCMysaTtRM/s1600-h/n715712433_1344594_7333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Qb184i5I/AAAAAAAABmE/NxCMysaTtRM/s400/n715712433_1344594_7333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295829019847592850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q9ZWE9rI/AAAAAAAABmM/JCfRtkKsaMg/s1600-h/n715712433_1344279_8232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q9ZWE9rI/AAAAAAAABmM/JCfRtkKsaMg/s400/n715712433_1344279_8232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295829596284188338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STRSQghI/AAAAAAAABmk/pyyF-VH0Ad4/s1600-h/n557913236_1450548_375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STRSQghI/AAAAAAAABmk/pyyF-VH0Ad4/s400/n557913236_1450548_375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295831071589433874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun that day. We can already be the spokes person for crumpler. Look at the amount of them we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q97b_upI/AAAAAAAABmU/jJolcPCQvNs/s1600-h/n715712433_1344282_4801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q97b_upI/AAAAAAAABmU/jJolcPCQvNs/s400/n715712433_1344282_4801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295829605435816594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q9_s33aI/AAAAAAAABmc/mwrzfTvYGsM/s1600-h/n715712433_1344597_9665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Q9_s33aI/AAAAAAAABmc/mwrzfTvYGsM/s400/n715712433_1344597_9665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295829606580346274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that we went to the fish spa to get some massage. It was freaking damn ticklish man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STnNVeRI/AAAAAAAABms/Eg2__D4pQvM/s1600-h/n557913236_1450564_5222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STnNVeRI/AAAAAAAABms/Eg2__D4pQvM/s400/n557913236_1450564_5222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295831077474367762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STzbElwI/AAAAAAAABm0/3IRgmx7cfG8/s1600-h/n557913236_1450566_5820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6STzbElwI/AAAAAAAABm0/3IRgmx7cfG8/s400/n557913236_1450566_5820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295831080753207042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6TE5G-DvI/AAAAAAAABm8/ahu4fqWD2m4/s1600-h/n587581168_1435784_949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6TE5G-DvI/AAAAAAAABm8/ahu4fqWD2m4/s400/n587581168_1435784_949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295831924093095666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the massage we went to city square where everyone left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is going to Australia on the 29th. I'll see you in time to come okay? Until then, bon voyage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in Perak so I guess I have no time to blog until when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year and Happy Birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4961017555999166303?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4961017555999166303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4961017555999166303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4961017555999166303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4961017555999166303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SX6Qb184i5I/AAAAAAAABmE/NxCMysaTtRM/s72-c/n715712433_1344594_7333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1761440102271629203</id><published>2009-01-06T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:47:51.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First and Second day of school all together.</title><content type='html'>I was so excited to go back to school that I woke up at 5.45 on Monday morning to get ready. I was ready by 6.05. When I checked the time, I realise that I was super early. So I decided to repack my bad and arrange it nicely. After that I went down stairs to have a cup if milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aunty came early cause I had to reach school early. The other prefects messaged me to reach school early cause they were afraid that they couldn't handle the terrible form 3 brats. HAHA. No la. Just kidding. They were okay but just a little bit noisy. After getting scolding from teacher on the first day of school, they were all quite silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our assembly and I had to stand the whole time. The speeches were rather boring and we had to copy down everything the teacher says to give a good example to the rest of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that we were going to be streamed only on Wednesday or Thursday. I was whining non stop about me dropping class after looking at my position. Until today, I am still complaining and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I don't have a bag pack to go to school cause I used up all my money to get the Crumple bag. Damn. So I have to use the Nike bag that I have already used for 2 years and this year,my 3rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day itself we have homework and I was so lazy to write cause I realise that I kinda forget how to write words. Too long never touch the pen. Now it feels kinda weird. But in the end I manage to write la. Class was so boring. Me, Chin Fang and Florence were sitting together and our eyes were barely able to open. I guess we slept too much during the school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to do even on the first day. Announcements for the choir girls and stuff. I feel so busy and stressed out but I believe I can balance between my studies and extra cocuricular activities. Hopefully. I don't wanna drop to science 3 cause my parents will kill me. Haih. I guess I just have to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework today, quite alot. However the teachers want us to use the book that we used last year. I have no idea why. Then there is no point of us buying all the books that we bought and waste money right if we are using last years book. So irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih. I guess I am going to take a nap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1761440102271629203?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1761440102271629203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1761440102271629203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1761440102271629203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1761440102271629203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-and-second-day-of-school-all.html' title='First and Second day of school all together.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5467057799562650079</id><published>2009-01-04T16:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:40:03.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH</title><content type='html'>Everyone is worried about school starting tomorrow. I am freaking scared and excited at the same time. The results and what class I am going to. I'll most probably drop class to Science 3. I don't have any confidence that I'll stay in science 2 at all. So I guess I am fully prepared for the worst. More to study, more to learn. I have made up my mind to study consistently throughout this year or I will regret all my life for not doing well in SPM. Besides, I'll have so many things to do. Choir, Interact, Teresa, tuition. Man, this year is going to be the busiest year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday night I had to go for my Dad's annual Company dinner in Pulai Spring. It was the same every year with old man karaoke-ing terribly on the mike. But this year I couldnt stand one guy. Gangster looking. He sang in Hokkien so terribly that I lost my appitede. He was screaming his lungs out. He sounded freaking terrible. I was happily sitting next to the speakers. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this Wu Zhun looking guy. So good looking but was sitting with the gangster looking guy. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, the food.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SWBxW83gNCI/AAAAAAAABl0/ff9ivVkKx8U/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SWBxW83gNCI/AAAAAAAABl0/ff9ivVkKx8U/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287350601642947618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for now. School is starting tomorrow so I guess I won't have time to blog. Until next time, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5467057799562650079?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5467057799562650079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5467057799562650079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5467057799562650079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5467057799562650079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahhh.html' title='AHHH'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SWBxW83gNCI/AAAAAAAABl0/ff9ivVkKx8U/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7481003074584580618</id><published>2009-01-03T00:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:11:47.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with Wenli.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I went out with Wen li and Leroy today. Fancy being the gooseberry. Yeah, I went to school and waited for him to come pick me and Wenli to the stupid pathetic Bukit Indah Jusco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5ELxGO10I/AAAAAAAABlM/JF2h5G1-Gco/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5ELxGO10I/AAAAAAAABlM/JF2h5G1-Gco/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286737981528266562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn childish whey this fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we eventually reach there. There was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKING NO ELECTRIC&lt;/span&gt;! The whole mall was hot! So we just walked out and went to Red Island cafe to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5EMHmq2AI/AAAAAAAABlU/liiWzvf5H94/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5EMHmq2AI/AAAAAAAABlU/liiWzvf5H94/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286737987569899522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5EMN7uINI/AAAAAAAABlc/Q6fjNc50xu4/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5EMN7uINI/AAAAAAAABlc/Q6fjNc50xu4/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286737989268807890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we were determind to find a fish spa. But we went all the way to Sutera utama and it was so freakin expensive.RM28 for half and hour. I would pay that much. After that we went to a pet shop and check out some cat and dog food and also puppies! Then drop by at best mart to check out the fish spa. SUPER CHEAP. But not open! So damn unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV7lP4980BI/AAAAAAAABls/fhx-VoFhXNo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV7lP4980BI/AAAAAAAABls/fhx-VoFhXNo/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286915073732562962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leroy was trying to make the dog jump into the hole but failed miserably. Ain't the shih tzu dog cute??? There is wenli driving! Haha! Dont have the picture of me driving though. Cause I was driving! HAHAAH.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he drove back to Jusco and that was when it all started. Wenli wanted to drive. COOL! Leroy taught her which is the hand break and how to break and accelerate. She move then break move then break. I buckled my seat belt. Scared I die off. So she was afraid la. Maybe cause she still young girl hor wenli? Haha. But eventually she got it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was my turn to drive. Man, I was damn excited. I put on my seat belt. Released the hand break. Change gear and then accelerate and break like a pro! Haha. I drove to the corner and then turn and then parked simply. Lol. It was dam cool to drive man. My legs are abit short though. I think I love driving! Its so nice. Haha. It'll be fun if I could drive. I hope and pray my mum lets me go for my undang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-7481003074584580618?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7481003074584580618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7481003074584580618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7481003074584580618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7481003074584580618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-with-wenli.html' title='Out with Wenli.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV5ELxGO10I/AAAAAAAABlM/JF2h5G1-Gco/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6139368122550459902</id><published>2009-01-01T19:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:27:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip.</title><content type='html'>As you guys know, I just came back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; a few days ago. So now I'm blogging about the trip. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; with my cousin's from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jb&lt;/span&gt; and Singapore and we are meeting up with my cousin from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So my dad drove his car and we went to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fishball&lt;/span&gt; noodles in Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Peng&lt;/span&gt; first. It wasn't as nice as i expected it to be. But it was okay la. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; bean was good though. The shop was beside this huge tree. I even saw a shop name Sexy. Yuck! More of slutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVypqA1sfqI/AAAAAAAABis/aW3NKUFkc5Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVypqA1sfqI/AAAAAAAABis/aW3NKUFkc5Y/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286286601870933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept stopping along the way cause my cousin wanted to go pee and then when we eventually reach kl it was like 2 in the afternoon already. Half day wasted. Look what I saw. I cow with black and white spots. Nice right Only found in New Zealand. Wonder how come here also got. Then there was this super huge pipe and the guy was carrying a ladder on the motorcycle. Funny. You can see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Menara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lumpur&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Petronas&lt;/span&gt; Twin tower as well. It was all taken in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyptP0zDzI/AAAAAAAABi0/1Rqr4hDDZbw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyptP0zDzI/AAAAAAAABi0/1Rqr4hDDZbw/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286286657433308978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach our apartment in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Goh&lt;/span&gt; Tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; at about 3 in the afternoon. So we got our keys and we had 2 apartments cause there was about 14 people.&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3 room apartment. 3 bathrooms,tennis court and swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVypttlHKOI/AAAAAAAABi8/x5yUBC-oaJ0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVypttlHKOI/AAAAAAAABi8/x5yUBC-oaJ0/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286286665420581090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We walk down and there was an arcade in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyptz4klrI/AAAAAAAABjE/1Ch790Y_Vy4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyptz4klrI/AAAAAAAABjE/1Ch790Y_Vy4/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286286667112814258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we had nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyqSKMQIOI/AAAAAAAABjM/tFV-f18_2Bg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyqSKMQIOI/AAAAAAAABjM/tFV-f18_2Bg/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287291576230114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate in a restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Goh&lt;/span&gt; Tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt;. Man the food was good. After that we drove up to First world hotel and indoor theme park. We freaking queued up about 1 hour to watch the 4D show. It was so stupid man. And the show was only for 5 minutes. We also sat the roller coaster. The mist that night was so terrible. The pictures we took turn out to be horrible and the air was so cold. Probably around 13-15degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyqSlH_HLI/AAAAAAAABjU/E-IN44kHlJ0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyqSlH_HLI/AAAAAAAABjU/E-IN44kHlJ0/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286287298806095026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyrzgBIJKI/AAAAAAAABjc/Tnm16gy5SSE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyrzgBIJKI/AAAAAAAABjc/Tnm16gy5SSE/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288963882460322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyrzpYMX4I/AAAAAAAABjk/5NuqQWVidTY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyrzpYMX4I/AAAAAAAABjk/5NuqQWVidTY/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288966395125634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyr0DkgVKI/AAAAAAAABjs/AmXpOUSeMuc/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyr0DkgVKI/AAAAAAAABjs/AmXpOUSeMuc/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286288973426087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept late. Gambled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; cause we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; gamble in the casino in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt;. Next morning we were on our way to the outdoor theme park. The queue to buy the ticket was so long even though it was a working day.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I sat the space shot and the flying coaster and the other roller coaster as well. I was with all my guy cousins to I literally had no choice but to follow them. We queued up for the space shot for about 1 hour until it started drizzling. Luckily we manage to sit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytaRSwlDI/AAAAAAAABj0/2sHyhpapoJ8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytaRSwlDI/AAAAAAAABj0/2sHyhpapoJ8/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286290729456407602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytapMVcwI/AAAAAAAABj8/zfvTL41ld0c/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytapMVcwI/AAAAAAAABj8/zfvTL41ld0c/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286290735871914754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyta5rHxbI/AAAAAAAABkE/0CNLaVTz5QI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVyta5rHxbI/AAAAAAAABkE/0CNLaVTz5QI/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286290740296009138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the temple after that. But before that, We played in the arcade and also saw 2 guys playing super awesome basketball. They were so good that an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; girl approach them and ask them if they could play for her and she will pay for the tokens. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Woots&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytbK0AusI/AAAAAAAABkM/a0mCuEvuPt0/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVytbK0AusI/AAAAAAAABkM/a0mCuEvuPt0/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286290744896699074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40uYA3kWI/AAAAAAAABlE/_IhjXbB8V2I/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40uYA3kWI/AAAAAAAABlE/_IhjXbB8V2I/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720983904260450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That night we ate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Goh&lt;/span&gt; Tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; again. This time the food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; that good though. But we laughed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; cause my little cousin was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;interogating&lt;/span&gt; my other cousin about her boyfriend. We gambled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; that night. I manage to win RM40. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. While my other cousins got RM80-100. Guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; lucky that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40JZYR0HI/AAAAAAAABkU/Ij30hD_am5A/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40JZYR0HI/AAAAAAAABkU/Ij30hD_am5A/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720348615725170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next day we had to go home. We took a group picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40Jmud6kI/AAAAAAAABkc/GFIQFlEqdCQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40Jmud6kI/AAAAAAAABkc/GFIQFlEqdCQ/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720352198453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40JtdoGGI/AAAAAAAABkk/znkPPYSd0-U/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40JtdoGGI/AAAAAAAABkk/znkPPYSd0-U/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720354006866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After taking the pictures we went to have our lunch. Man it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;blardy&lt;/span&gt; damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40Jx32VuI/AAAAAAAABks/Iygcn7SbR-s/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40Jx32VuI/AAAAAAAABks/Iygcn7SbR-s/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720355190593250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin. Damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt; whey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food was damn awesome. I have no idea what was it called though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40KO9_MTI/AAAAAAAABk0/wDUtAGldpqk/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40KO9_MTI/AAAAAAAABk0/wDUtAGldpqk/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720363000967474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40ua8bfTI/AAAAAAAABk8/WeugTu7M3pM/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SV40ua8bfTI/AAAAAAAABk8/WeugTu7M3pM/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286720984690949426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My uncle took us to see the dam that was in KL. Never knew Kl had such a beautiful place. When we go to Kl we only shop and never look at the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I enjoyed this trip very much. Hopefully we can do this again.&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/444170643387363960-6139368122550459902?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6139368122550459902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6139368122550459902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6139368122550459902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6139368122550459902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2009/01/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVypqA1sfqI/AAAAAAAABis/aW3NKUFkc5Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4164851224673844326</id><published>2008-12-28T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:51:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have been pretty much been drinking every night since the 23rd of December.&lt;br /&gt;Wine,wine and more wine.&lt;br /&gt;13% or 27% I have tasted it all. So far, so good. Haven't got drunk yet although it can seriously make me talk non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 2 parties last night. Ate mutton and there was this singing thing over at one uncles place. There was this old guy with long hair, playing on the organ and singing oldies tracks from Elvis and such. My dad dared me to go there and choose a song to sing for RM100. I didn't wanna humiliate myself, neither did I wanna humiliate my family. So I didn't sing. Forget about the RM100.&lt;br /&gt; I rather lose money than lose my face there. After that we went to Wilson's house for another party. Had wine with ice cream. 26% of alcohol. Man I can drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off for genting tomorrow. I can't wait for shopping and eating and also sitting on those roller coasters and rides there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the last day of 2008.&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/444170643387363960-4164851224673844326?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4164851224673844326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4164851224673844326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4164851224673844326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4164851224673844326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/off.html' title='Off.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8049597284075915698</id><published>2008-12-27T13:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:03:07.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My entire weekend.</title><content type='html'>Loving someone is not about perfection but its about loving the imperfect person, perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to stop and dream about cute young guys maybe surfer dudes and with super hot body, tall dark and handsome. But after listening to someone tell me that sentence last night, damn it changed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you love an imperfect person perfectly I seriously have no idea so I guess I would have to think about it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I have been staying up until about 5 in the morning for the past few days just to talk to my cousins about college, guys and many other different stuff which I wouldn't even wanna mention anything about here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do girls even wanna sell their bodies when they go to college and why do people take drugs when they go to college. Does everything only happen in college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is most important not even your closest friend can compare to them? Be it girls or guys you'll face different problems? Different people treat different people differently. Hat do you think of people who put the opposite sex as priority compared to their friends? Man, many questions were in my mind when I was talking to my cousin yesterday. Some more he is a guy cousin, so I ask him so many question on whether the guy is doing the right thing and what guys think about. So man are really from Mars and women from Venus? We shall all be lesbians and gays then since we really can't communicate with the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I have learnt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; and thus not going to do stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have been so lazy to blog about my weekend since last week so I decided to do it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I pretty much went to Singapore with my cousins for my Christmas shopping. Had some eye candy too cause Singapore guys dress better than the ah-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bengs&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jb&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a taxi to Singapore. So when we reach my uncle's house, we were pretty much hungry and my aunt when to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tapao&lt;/span&gt; food for us. The packing of the noodles were so cute and also environmentally friendly. If only Malaysia was like that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDm8sNTPI/AAAAAAAABgk/L4T0spANH9g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDm8sNTPI/AAAAAAAABgk/L4T0spANH9g/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344811683138802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we waited until 3 to take the bus to go to the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt;. It was damn interesting man. Never sat it before and I was so excited. Boarded the bus and we were on our way there. We went to Marina bay first to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Merlion&lt;/span&gt; and also and go see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt; restaurants there. Obviously we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; eat there. Took pictures of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Merlion&lt;/span&gt; and also the amount of people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDnaC_P4I/AAAAAAAABgs/kGMcgJ9X4ww/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDnaC_P4I/AAAAAAAABgs/kGMcgJ9X4ww/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344819563315074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDnaLLJWI/AAAAAAAABg0/4R16_32H8p0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDnaLLJWI/AAAAAAAABg0/4R16_32H8p0/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344819597649250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat the boat to the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt;. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; is the new buildings for Singapore's first casino. 3 super huge buildings. The view from the top was awesome. We manage to see the sun set and also saw some cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mohs&lt;/span&gt; and the pit stop for the F1 race in Singapore that day. The view from the top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; was super nice. I even spotted some one who looked like Jonathan from the back when I sat the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt;. I'll just let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you guys have heard that the Singapore flyer stop moving or broke down on Tuesday right? For the record, I was not on the flyer on Tuesday and no, its not cause of my fat ass that it stopped moving. Its probably cause they over worked the flyer too much. Yes, I'm safe. I didn't take the rope down like what you see on the tv when they were stuck up there. Just trying to make it clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDn-0DB2I/AAAAAAAABg8/v3Q1zfqCfp8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDn-0DB2I/AAAAAAAABg8/v3Q1zfqCfp8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344829432760162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDoOmrBWI/AAAAAAAABhE/BJ0VKXxoxx4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDoOmrBWI/AAAAAAAABhE/BJ0VKXxoxx4/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344833671628130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKe9MwGkI/AAAAAAAABhM/WxXecZdGCYk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKe9MwGkI/AAAAAAAABhM/WxXecZdGCYk/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284352370962078274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us tried on my sister's sun glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKe7yl6lI/AAAAAAAABhU/naGsxFFrCbY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKe7yl6lI/AAAAAAAABhU/naGsxFFrCbY/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284352370583923282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKfFyZyjI/AAAAAAAABhc/2hO22jPwruI/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKfFyZyjI/AAAAAAAABhc/2hO22jPwruI/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284352373267483186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my little cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; we went to have our dinner. Damn the food was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKff5e-0I/AAAAAAAABhk/cnYoeBu-A78/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKff5e-0I/AAAAAAAABhk/cnYoeBu-A78/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284352380276505410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home dead tired only to be fascinated by my uncles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; recorder. He recorded the whole little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt; show for me so that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; miss it. Damn nice man. He asked me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;persuade&lt;/span&gt; my dad to get one for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; but I doubt that is going to happen la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed at 2 and woke up at 10.30 for shopping. Went to Crystal Jade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; in Paragon to have our lunch. Dim sums! Awesome. The restaurant was so nice and the food was damn bloody good. We ate all kinds of dim sums but my favourite one was the second one in the picture. Its a mixture of prawn and banana. Good man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKfTVajcI/AAAAAAAABhs/BZMw7UceSnk/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXKfTVajcI/AAAAAAAABhs/BZMw7UceSnk/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284352376903994818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walked all over Orchard road. Took a cab to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Wisma&lt;/span&gt; atria cause we were damn lazy to walk. The first shop we stepped into was NIKE SINGAPORE. I walked straight in and guess who I saw, Jeanette Aw. The little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Fuh&lt;/span&gt;. I ask my sister to go get her picture and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yey&lt;/span&gt;! Her picture. But I dare not approach her to ask her for her autograph or to take a picture with her. So I saw her but I didn't get anything. Just her photo.&lt;br /&gt;In that Nike shop, you can actually design your own shirt. Cool right? After that we walked until it was about 7 and I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; buy anything. So I told my aunt to wait for me while I run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Heeren&lt;/span&gt; to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Crumpler&lt;/span&gt; bag! :)&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pair of slipper also. So cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN8pMttDI/AAAAAAAABh0/N4eXBNYf9pM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN8pMttDI/AAAAAAAABh0/N4eXBNYf9pM/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356179524170802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we came back from Singapore. Massive massive jam. Took about 2-3 hours to reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;jb&lt;/span&gt;. But it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Christmas eve so we were all damn excited. Went for a party. Damn the food was good. Had turkey, mutton and beef too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN8xvodmI/AAAAAAAABh8/YLZpRVruLEc/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN8xvodmI/AAAAAAAABh8/YLZpRVruLEc/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356181818111586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousins were all in my house already except Andrew. He never come down during Christmas. So only me and my other 2 cousins. We talked in the living room until about 6am in the morning about parents, school, college, guys, girls and anything under the sun. The next day we got scolded for sleeping so late. Yeah, I have been drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; this few days. It seemed like I drank at least one full glass of wine everyday. I was damn drunk on few of the days. Yeah I love drinking which is a rather bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened our presents at night and I got all these! :) And many more. I'm kinda lazy to put the rest of the pictures out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOozcumoI/AAAAAAAABiU/5JE1cRZbCmo/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOozcumoI/AAAAAAAABiU/5JE1cRZbCmo/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356938189937282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;crumpler&lt;/span&gt;, Quicksilver wallet, Roxy hand bag from US (when will I use it) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ipanema&lt;/span&gt; slippers which I bought myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day me and my family went to the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; for the 3rd time and ate at tea garden. Man the food was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN9Ha5WMI/AAAAAAAABiE/aKOaF7UB2-o/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN9Ha5WMI/AAAAAAAABiE/aKOaF7UB2-o/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356187636717762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;awhile&lt;/span&gt; and then I heard the sesame street song so I ran there and started singing along with Elmo, Ernie and Bert and cookie monster too! ~Sunny days slipping all clouds away~ Then my aunt scolded me for being too childish. Took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; of this super hot guy singing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;moh&lt;/span&gt; guy. Was fascinated with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; eyebrow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Stupid I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN9upnFgI/AAAAAAAABiM/MPT8AXgQrrU/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXN9upnFgI/AAAAAAAABiM/MPT8AXgQrrU/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356198167418370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a gathering that night. Invited my cousins and we ate dinner. Sang a few Christmas song which was so lame I didn't know where to put my face. Ate secret recipe cake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOpVJrfPI/AAAAAAAABik/S-eWdi0ZCDg/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOpVJrfPI/AAAAAAAABik/S-eWdi0ZCDg/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356947236846834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the beautiful sky during boxing day. Took a picture of the beautiful clouds. Can't believe that some years back a Tsunami that killed so many people happened on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOpemKToI/AAAAAAAABic/-7qtZsNzDeo/s1600-h/DSCN3888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXOpemKToI/AAAAAAAABic/-7qtZsNzDeo/s400/DSCN3888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356949772226178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;My sister shouted for me when she was bathing, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;JIE&lt;/span&gt;! BRING THE CONDITIONER FOR MY HAIR ONE!"&lt;br /&gt;I said we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have any conditioner. Then she insist that we have. My dad heard it and say,"ASK HER &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIR&lt;/span&gt; CONDITIONER ONE OR NOT CAUSE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAIR&lt;/span&gt; CONDITIONER FINISHED ALREADY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; on Monday with my cousins! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Yey&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;To those who are going off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Ns&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow, take care man. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-8049597284075915698?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8049597284075915698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8049597284075915698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8049597284075915698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8049597284075915698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-entire-weekend.html' title='My entire weekend.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVXDm8sNTPI/AAAAAAAABgk/L4T0spANH9g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-628807835070548847</id><published>2008-12-26T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:33:23.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legs,hairy ones too!</title><content type='html'>Guess who's legs are these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVR4MYmgAxI/AAAAAAAABgc/DP03Nqc_STU/s1600-h/DSCN3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVR4MYmgAxI/AAAAAAAABgc/DP03Nqc_STU/s400/DSCN3450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283980416970130194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Yeah, It's my dad's legs wearing my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;He was freaking excited to wear my shoes. Even asked me to get my camera quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-628807835070548847?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/628807835070548847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=628807835070548847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/628807835070548847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/628807835070548847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/legshairy-ones-too.html' title='Legs,hairy ones too!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SVR4MYmgAxI/AAAAAAAABgc/DP03Nqc_STU/s72-c/DSCN3450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5088282777380150037</id><published>2008-12-23T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:46:48.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep first.</title><content type='html'>Apparently the Singapore Flyer stopped moving today.&lt;br /&gt; Many people were stuck in the Singapore flyer without food or water. I was lucky that I was safe and not stuck above.&lt;br /&gt;Chin Fang said the Singapore flyer rosak after I sat it.&lt;br /&gt; Yeahhh righttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Singapore as you guys know and I sat the Singapore Flyer. But before I blog, I have to copy all the pictures into the computer and Im so freaking lazy, so Im not going to. I'll just type here and I'll put the pictures some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy, I guess I'll blog about it tomorrow. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep First.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5088282777380150037?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5088282777380150037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5088282777380150037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5088282777380150037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5088282777380150037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleep-first.html' title='Sleep first.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8161788808956141866</id><published>2008-12-21T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:33:19.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The come back</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back in Singapore again for more shopping. I thought I was going to the Singapore flyer on my own. I mean with  my family only. Then I found out that I was going with practically 30 people in a bus which is I have no idea what is it called. It seems like there are many people my age. Damn, I thought I can go shopping but I'm kinda stuck in my cousins condo blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic can that be man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm going out for the flyer now. Its from 3 until 10 it seems with food provided. Hopefully it is awesome. I'll probably curse if its not nice. Haha. Probably not. Haih. Sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking about getting a bag and crocs. But in the end i'll come back with nothing but a black face cause I bought nothing. My little cousin just came in the door and say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did something stupid just now. I almost throw my dirty clothes into the dustbin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, I have done that before. Throw my dirty clothes into the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-8161788808956141866?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8161788808956141866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8161788808956141866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8161788808956141866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8161788808956141866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/come-back.html' title='The come back'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1605442072791693678</id><published>2008-12-19T16:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:20:14.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Jusco in Bukit Indah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgb2LZeaI/AAAAAAAABfk/z7q0uoO8onQ/s1600-h/19122008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgb2LZeaI/AAAAAAAABfk/z7q0uoO8onQ/s400/19122008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421019538094498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just came back from the new mall in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt;. The mall is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt;. Today is the first day it opened so I guess that explains the amount of people there. Packed like sardines. It is freaking big, the mall. I guess it is as big as  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tebrau&lt;/span&gt; City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you don't know where Bukit Indah is, don't follow this map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtjZKdg1lI/AAAAAAAABgM/A09_OwcLLXE/s1600-h/kimsean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtjZKdg1lI/AAAAAAAABgM/A09_OwcLLXE/s400/kimsean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281424271978059346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wrong. Perling is not across bukit indah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtjZFTNbrI/AAAAAAAABgU/6n68PYjnV88/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtjZFTNbrI/AAAAAAAABgU/6n68PYjnV88/s400/untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281424270592667314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is almost correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me tell you what I found out about this mall. The mall has Eco-Friendly technologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The mall is made up of recycled materials. Don’t ask me where but I trust it won’t tumble. The building materials such as timber is replaced with recycled bio-waste materials.&lt;br /&gt;• They use solar panels to generate energy.&lt;br /&gt;• They have energy saving chillers and freezers. (Anti frosting heaters reduces power consumption by up to 66%)&lt;br /&gt;• They have innovative natural landscaping to provide natural shade and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;reducing&lt;/span&gt; CO2.&lt;br /&gt;• They use reusable bags.&lt;br /&gt;• They have the recycling bins to encourage recycling.&lt;br /&gt;• They have tree planting activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;“ SAY NO TO PLASTIC BAGS CAMPAIGN ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This campaign will be held every 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me name a few shops that might interest you.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Padini&lt;/span&gt; Concept Store and Brands Outlet (Super huge)&lt;br /&gt;• Body Glove&lt;br /&gt;• Giordano&lt;br /&gt;• Levis&lt;br /&gt;• New Balance&lt;br /&gt;• This sports shop with  Converse and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Everlast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• F.O.S&lt;br /&gt;• Action City&lt;br /&gt;• Lovely Lace&lt;br /&gt;• Living Cabin&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Minitoons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Memory Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shops are okay. But there are many more shops that are not open yet so I guess you can expect more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of promotions there.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the hush puppy in front of the hush puppies store and a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgcH_cnKI/AAAAAAAABfs/qh0AYxiiwBI/s1600-h/19122008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgcH_cnKI/AAAAAAAABfs/qh0AYxiiwBI/s400/19122008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421024319806626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog was giving out balloons. How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgccoHFYI/AAAAAAAABf0/SZRMBr7Y7-0/s1600-h/19122008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgccoHFYI/AAAAAAAABf0/SZRMBr7Y7-0/s400/19122008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421029859071362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought something form &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bossini&lt;/span&gt;. The little miss tee shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgc09vk4I/AAAAAAAABgE/FSTlHQTCdKU/s1600-h/19122008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgc09vk4I/AAAAAAAABgE/FSTlHQTCdKU/s400/19122008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421036392256386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that they will open a cinema and a bowling alley there cause there is this huge place that is not occupied yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there is a Restaurant Lane there. Let me name a few shops.All the restaurants were full. ALL. It was 2pm and all the restaurants were full. How surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Nando&lt;/span&gt;’s&lt;br /&gt;• Black Canyon&lt;br /&gt;• Kenny Rodgers Roaster&lt;br /&gt;• Bread Talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;• Toast Box&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Baskin&lt;/span&gt; Robbins (Yeah Joey your favourite)&lt;br /&gt;• Secret Recipe&lt;br /&gt;• Stone Grill&lt;br /&gt;• Lavender&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kinsahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Oldtown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Soul Thai (Authentic Thai food I assume)&lt;br /&gt;• Big Apple Donuts and Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgciJRmmI/AAAAAAAABf8/r6C0HKGo4tc/s1600-h/19122008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgciJRmmI/AAAAAAAABf8/r6C0HKGo4tc/s400/19122008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281421031340350050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Big apple Donuts, my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like in the mall is there were too many accessory shops. I don’t really like them. The food there are all good. I’ll probably go there for food. Today it was packed with people. All those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; snatching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;-friendly plastic. As if they are going to use it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its located near a housing estate, people who go there dress as if they are going to the market to buy grocery. Its not very attractive yet. If I may stress. I really hope there will be a cinema there. Too desperate. However, City Square better say hello to their new competitor. This place will be awesome. Better yet, it is near my house!!! 10 minutes drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, overall it was awesome and I am going there for dinner again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea what special day it is today?&lt;br /&gt;1) It is Andrew’s birthday today! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt; Mall open today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;MAWI&lt;/span&gt;’S WEDDING DAY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me. Anyway, I saw his wife and him on the newspaper this morning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Didn&lt;/span&gt;’t even bother to read it until I found out they were getting married. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know. It seems that his new wife is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Impian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Emas&lt;/span&gt; and he is having a wedding ceremony there. Rumours la. His wife name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ekin&lt;/span&gt; and she apparently said that she is going to cook,clean and do all the house work after they get married. Its in News Straits Time in case you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not even his fan. Anyway, his wedding caused a massive jam in town this morning. He was suppose to have some prayer session in the town mosque. You know the one near the zoo and opposite the Lido Beach. Yeah that one. So apparently it was all jammed up this morning. I guess the media are all interested in his wedding while we are only minding our own business. Anyone interested in looking for him. I think he must be at his house now somewhere in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Johor&lt;/span&gt;. All of the details that you need to know are in today’s newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;? Go attend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Mawi&lt;/span&gt;’s wedding, man. Cause it’s going to be shown live on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;astro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is so cool. Found out that the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; ticket is $30. Pretty expensive. I can’t wait for Sunday's trip to Singapore for shopping and tomorrow. Going to watch Nessa acting in the Christmas play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1605442072791693678?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1605442072791693678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1605442072791693678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1605442072791693678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1605442072791693678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-came-back-from-new-mall-in-bukit.html' title='The new Jusco in Bukit Indah.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUtgb2LZeaI/AAAAAAAABfk/z7q0uoO8onQ/s72-c/19122008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3290402560739579128</id><published>2008-12-18T10:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:13:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; I believe I have many. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; I guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; Buy everything I ever wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you enjoy going to college?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wouldn't wanna think about that yet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My best friends are all girls. NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being loved obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List 5 favourite movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Twilight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Transformers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  - I don't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haha. That wouldn't happen in my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List 5 favourite TV shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Ellen show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-I like the tv. Every show also I watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; Definitely. Who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Old. Maybe married and is an aunty already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is the most important person to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; My family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person that tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  He ar, haha. Don't know man. Quite lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single but rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  Haha. I don't really know but I think it'll be single but rich. Then i'll be an old maid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; All the colours except pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  I don't know. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with 2 persons simultaneously, who would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haha. The nicer one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are top 5 on your "to-go" list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Germany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Greece maybe cause Wanri says the guys there are good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name 3 things you would like to do but would not be able to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Say out all my secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Be the PM and tell people what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-Eat chewing gum in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. People I wanna tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyone la. I know they all pemalas. They won't do one. Some more its lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cicakman 2 is in the cinema near you. For the first time(I think) Cicakman is shown in cinema's in Singapore. I think many of those Singapore malay artist actually watched it in the cinema and said it was good. So, when are we going to watch it? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Cicakman is a strong man with super powers that apparently can kill aliens and enemies. But it looks like with just a simple rubberband, my dad killed Cicakman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUm98q_Z9iI/AAAAAAAABek/Lr0Is8Yu6dY/s1600-h/17122008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUm98q_Z9iI/AAAAAAAABek/Lr0Is8Yu6dY/s400/17122008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280960888098649634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dead Cicakman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm glued on to iLike. The music game in facebook. Its really fun to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444170643387363960-3290402560739579128?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3290402560739579128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3290402560739579128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3290402560739579128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3290402560739579128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/survey-again.html' title='Survey again.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUm98q_Z9iI/AAAAAAAABek/Lr0Is8Yu6dY/s72-c/17122008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1343779247396662726</id><published>2008-12-17T22:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:15:14.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation singing.</title><content type='html'>I had my confirmation that day and my sister recorded the part when I sang in Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. Comments are allowed but I guess the sound is not really good la. So yeah. I might have sucked but at least I had the courage to go up there and sing.&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;object width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/52335822515"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/52335822515" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1343779247396662726?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1343779247396662726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1343779247396662726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1343779247396662726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1343779247396662726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/confirmation-singing.html' title='Confirmation singing.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7770500837916052951</id><published>2008-12-17T11:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:36:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend.</title><content type='html'>Let me start off today's post with what happened last Sunday. My mum told me that my church members were all going to an old folks home. I was very excited. I like visiting people. Making them laugh and smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Michelle's house to make sandwiches for the old folks first. Sat down at the table and spread butter on 2 loafs of bread and talked to Tim about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;, Twilight, Movies and music. How he hates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; bands like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; and hate Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch in Michelle's house, we had to rush to Helen's house to get the Twilight book even when its raining. After that I went home to bathe and we were on our way to the Old Folks Home. My dad ask me to bring along the tambourine to make more music. The other guys brought their guitar though. I brought my voice and my heart there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh08QhacxI/AAAAAAAABc8/sRdOdLZWVF4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh08QhacxI/AAAAAAAABc8/sRdOdLZWVF4/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280599141667992338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sang Christmas songs and a few old songs too. Uncle Jo was busy dancing with all the old people while we were just singing and I was playing the tambourine. I distributed the sandwiches too! It was awesome to see the old folks so happy. Dancing and singing to the music. It brought tears to my eyes to see some of them crying when we were singing. I was really happy and sad at the same time. Happy cause I got to make them happy but sad cause they were crying and sad I guess cause they are in the old folks home celebrating Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh089rnWwI/AAAAAAAABdE/h5HDNIMIzcA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh089rnWwI/AAAAAAAABdE/h5HDNIMIzcA/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280599153790376706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were all singing, suddenly this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; got up and started shaking our hands saying, "Gan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zu&lt;/span&gt;". It means thank God. So sweet. I guess she thanked God that we were there to cheer them up and made them feel happy and young again. We sang songs like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;burung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tua&lt;/span&gt; and my bonnie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sara&lt;/span&gt;. If you know what song that is. After that Santa Claus came in and gave presents to all the old folks. They were very happy when they receive the present and thanked us. After singing a few more songs, we went prayed and left. Of course we bid goodbye to all of them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;. Tell me how lucky we are. My parents even made a joke out of us before we reach the old folks home. They say, "So, when we all old you all going to send us there la is it? Now go and survey and get the pamphlet first is it?" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. No way man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was going to KL on Monday, early in the morning. So me and my sister had to shift to my cousins house. So I brought a book and my laptop there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Onlined&lt;/span&gt; the whole night till it was about 2am. Thought of playing pool at that time i offered to sneak out. Should have asked my friend to bring me out for supper. But anyway, I was happy cause we were suppose to go watch some movie the next day which was Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents didn't allow my sister to take public transport out. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt; there ask my grandma to follow us. But if she follow us, she wouldn't understand the show we were watching at all. So we manage to ask my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; to send us there. We went there with my 2 other boy cousins. We watched Bolt which was rather awesome. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Sueyinn&lt;/span&gt; said it was better than Twilight when she watched Bolt. Got mistaken for my cousins girlfriend so many times. Hello! I was with an 11 year old girl. How can I go dating with my sister? You think its my daughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;? IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to walk around the place but my cousins were bored to death. So we decided to take the cab home la. Then the cab don't know how to go to my cousins place. Stupid cab driver. I bet he failed his exam. Don't even know where when we told him the address. We forgotten about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; so he had to detour. The stupid cab driver cheated our money. He said it was RM6 but he took RM7. Bother la. That idiot cab driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and my sister followed my grandma to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; that day. My grandma had many friends there so everyone that she knew waved at us and asked whether we were their grandchildren. There was this man who said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; your grandchildren so big already?" My grandma said," Got bigger one ah!" In I have no idea what dialect. Then another uncle said "Lu eh sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;zin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;". Means your grandchildren very pretty or whatever la. MAN, I felt like laughing. My hair was all over the place and i was sweating after walking in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; and he said we were nice looking. How funny. My grandma bought lots of food so we ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; la and also we bought sugar cane drink, That sugar cane drink uncle damn fierce. I don't like him He scold my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;popo&lt;/span&gt;. My grandma doesn't know how to speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; and her Chinese is not that good. So yeah. She speaks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Hainanese&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had dinner and packed up cause we were going back home. Did I mention that Lisa, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; and Sue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Yinn&lt;/span&gt; were coming to my house for sleepover? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Sueyinn&lt;/span&gt; came over to my cousin's house first then she followed me back home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; and Lisa were fashionably late as usual. So me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Sueyinn&lt;/span&gt; watched little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt; first. Damn that show is awesome. It seems like everyone was watching it. Even those English speaking families. My mum told me that my grandma was half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Fuh&lt;/span&gt;. I hated those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt; in the show. They are evil and had huge eyes that made me wanna take them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; and Lisa arrived at about 10.30pm and we started our sleepover. We talked about everything under the sun. Gossips, secrets, boys, idiots, friends. Laugh our asses off as well until my dad had to message me at 3am to ask us not to laugh so loud. We were laughing and laughing so hard early in the morning. Ate chocolates and chips until about 4. We were still talking. Had so much to catch up in one year. We didn't fall asleep until about 6. However, Lisa fell asleep this year. Last year it was Sue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Yinn&lt;/span&gt;. Looks like me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; are the strongest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep at about 6.15 and woke up at 11.30. Lisa was leaving us at 12. DAMN. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;. We quickly took a few pictures and then Lisa had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2EQkpUUI/AAAAAAAABdM/wYcHcOXMkWg/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2EQkpUUI/AAAAAAAABdM/wYcHcOXMkWg/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280600378632130882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Sueyinn&lt;/span&gt; was covering her hair with the blanket so we all had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUiFQP2SXQI/AAAAAAAABds/AAZBd9efgvw/s1600-h/DSCN3415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUiFQP2SXQI/AAAAAAAABds/AAZBd9efgvw/s400/DSCN3415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280617077270535426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pictures is so funny and original. Random too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUiFPj93GfI/AAAAAAAABdk/6CcYrMT9DiA/s1600-h/DSCN3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUiFPj93GfI/AAAAAAAABdk/6CcYrMT9DiA/s400/DSCN3414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280617065491143154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; ate us all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; We had a group hug. It was sad to leave obviously when we know that we only meet once a year. So after Lisa went home, me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Sueyinn&lt;/span&gt; cooked breakfast. Nuggets, sausages and scrambled eggs. Awesome. Ordered pizza after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2EmTj4-I/AAAAAAAABdU/4J82LZM8ZB4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2EmTj4-I/AAAAAAAABdU/4J82LZM8ZB4/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280600384466052066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2E8nXCMI/AAAAAAAABdc/XNVtbYMRhDg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh2E8nXCMI/AAAAAAAABdc/XNVtbYMRhDg/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280600390454675650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and view all the blogs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; profile of our friends. We went out for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;cendol&lt;/span&gt; then went back to my room and talked again until their parents came. They went home at about 7. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;. Sad. Hope to meet up again next year before college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was so busy for the past weekend. Looking forward to this weeks Christmas play and also Singapore! Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I changed my blog colour and layout cause of Christmas. I would probably change it back after Christmas unless people think its nice. The song is so irritating. I'm so lazy to change it already so I just let it be la. It kept on repeating. I mean the song. White looks nice. I'm so happy! Guess I'm in the Christmas mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-7770500837916052951?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7770500837916052951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7770500837916052951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7770500837916052951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7770500837916052951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SUh08QhacxI/AAAAAAAABc8/sRdOdLZWVF4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5807454524327582765</id><published>2008-12-11T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:14:44.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Lian</title><content type='html'>Just realise that my mum actually enjoys listening to 98.7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; and 97.6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; instead of the normal Gold 90&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; that normal parents listen to. She likes Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Daughtry&lt;/span&gt; and his songs while she thinks that David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Archuleta's&lt;/span&gt; crush is very irritating as it has been on the radio and playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she is in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum has a new phone that can store mp3 and she ask me to send a few songs to her. So she choose many songs that I don't think I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most shocking choice was womaniser by Britney Spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask her what song she want as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ringtone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She say put Britney Spears Womaniser as her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ringtone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost burst out laughing. I ask her," You seriously wanna put that song huh?" She said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yeahhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like everyone has their ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lian&lt;/span&gt; side. Including my mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5807454524327582765?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5807454524327582765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5807454524327582765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5807454524327582765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5807454524327582765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-lian.html' title='Ah Lian'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2384136575071073364</id><published>2008-12-09T15:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:43:44.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool huh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Apa&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;terjadi&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was busy saying how good google chrome was. It is really awesome. You should try downloading it. Its super fast. Faster than Mozilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Firefox&lt;/span&gt;. I said you can view porn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt; take the picture and use it against me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said he was going to put it in his blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Whats wrong with watching porn anyway. Although I haven't come across any la. Gossip Girl is good enough anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why I say you can view porn cause Google Chrome has a web browser that doesn't save anything that you search before. Cool huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ST4lLw5hGdI/AAAAAAAABcs/YtHncqVKQ_w/s400/screwed.bmp" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277696697359735250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually say this. I don't watch porn. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ST4lMNChctI/AAAAAAAABc0/7VaI_0-Wep0/s1600-h/wahahha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ST4lMNChctI/AAAAAAAABc0/7VaI_0-Wep0/s400/wahahha.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277696704913699538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, talking about porn huh. The last time I went to Korea there were about 6 porn channels. OKAY. So my dad specifically told me which channels not to open. So I was curious la. I on the channel and I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cuci&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mata&lt;/span&gt;. TERRIBLE. I wouldn't even wanna say what I saw. Then I went to this new hotel. Awesome place. I slept in one room myself. It was late so I couldn't sleep. I bathe and turn on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. I guess there were about 100 channels to choose from. So I browse for movies. Then I came across this movie. Paris Hilton was acting in it. It was okay until this super old lady lifted up her clothes to show her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;stitched&lt;/span&gt; up nipples after a boob job.After that I turned the tv off immediately. Man, I couldn't sleep the whole night. Thinking about those stitched ugly old nipples. YUCK. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least I got it off my chest&lt;/span&gt;. IT SOUNDS TOTALLY WRONG I KNOW. I meant to say that i told people that I actually watch porn before la. ISH. Got screen shot then got la. Nothing wrong what. Cause my english sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there is nothing wrong with watching porn. In my case the only bad thing about it is I couldn't sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHERM. Thats the only porn I watch in my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, food pictures are on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; too. I'm kind of lazy to blog these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2384136575071073364?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2384136575071073364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2384136575071073364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2384136575071073364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2384136575071073364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-huh.html' title='Cool huh.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/ST4lLw5hGdI/AAAAAAAABcs/YtHncqVKQ_w/s72-c/screwed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6353205898387893574</id><published>2008-12-05T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:58:27.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas again!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming and everyone is in the Christmas mood. I'm all ready to receive presents with open arms. Be it small or big. HAHA. However, I realise that throughout all this years many things have changed. Last time I use to get so excited when my aunt send Christmas cards over to my house. Now I don't even get a single card. Now they send SMS and EMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that it is rather touching to recieve a hand written letter than a message though. For my case I rather recieve a letter than a message.  Used to think santa actually existed, he is now known for some oversized chap to some people. Sorry santa. I think your chubby and cute. HAHA! I think I have been good this year so,aherm. You get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlKEj8atnI/AAAAAAAABcM/Nbba4SSYnIY/s1600-h/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlKEj8atnI/AAAAAAAABcM/Nbba4SSYnIY/s400/haha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276329880669828722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is about presents and christmas tree and santa claus huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't you think we are turning more materialistic? Isn't Christmas more about giving than receiving? Getting something sincere and from the bottom of the heart is more important  and not something expensive right? I can't help but think that Christmas is here and Im going to get something expensive like an ipod or a crumpler, maybe a camera or a laptop or a roxy wallet. A new mobile?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLwE-GwTI/AAAAAAAABck/UlRJp2m3dAY/s1600-h/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-T100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLwE-GwTI/AAAAAAAABck/UlRJp2m3dAY/s400/Sony-Cyber-Shot-DSC-T100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331727781282098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLvrtONjI/AAAAAAAABcc/ENUSUb2p-48/s1600-h/haha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLvrtONjI/AAAAAAAABcc/ENUSUb2p-48/s400/haha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331720999581234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLZqeZSuI/AAAAAAAABcU/z9f4Uqqk8RE/s1600-h/hahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlLZqeZSuI/AAAAAAAABcU/z9f4Uqqk8RE/s400/hahaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276331342711835362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't some of us even think of those who are poor and without shelter or food. I know you must be asking me whether I think the same way. YES! I admit I am materialistic. I prefer to get something expensive than something ciplak. Like some people they might want an xbox 360 or a psp. I try to be contented with what I have and try not to want anything but I can't help it. Our parents spoil us by giving us everything we want and need. All this materials are more of a kehendak than keperluan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need a new hp or a new camera. I just want them. HAHA. Don't blame me for saying this man. I seriously think I need to go on a holiday. I suddenly like taking pictures and stuff. I don't mind getting a holiday trip as my christmas present but most importantly I want a healthy family. Health is still the most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Christmas my cousins from KL will come down to my house. I can't wait for them to come. Every Christmas is fun especially last years one cause I had Christmas party and I invited my friends over to my house too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this years Christmas will be something different cause I'll be getting confirmed this monday and I am really quite excited about it. Im even more nervous cause i'll be singing on that day man! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: My wish list are all the materialistic pictures there. Santa, MR. OVERSIZED OR NOT, I seriously wish I could have at least one of those this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6353205898387893574?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6353205898387893574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6353205898387893574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6353205898387893574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6353205898387893574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-again.html' title='Christmas again!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STlKEj8atnI/AAAAAAAABcM/Nbba4SSYnIY/s72-c/haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6779869731681144347</id><published>2008-12-04T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:42:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH.</title><content type='html'>I was doing house work. Washing the dishes to be exact. I was singing also with my sister. Yes, washing the dishes and singing the i pick up this plate and when I started the first line of my song. The plate broke into a million pieces without any reason. I didn't knock it onto the sink. I just picked it up and put the sponge on it and it broke. Literally shattered into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told my mum and my mum scream for my dad to come and he asked what happen. He saw the glass all over the place in the sink and say, " Aiyo, who did this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I say it was me la. I explain to him that I was singing then when I take up the plate then it shattered into a million pieces. He said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Must be your singing that's why the plate crack&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great man! Of all things to tell me. My singing sucks huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I rushed in front to watch Don't Forget The Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister say she wanna translate whatever I say to malay. So here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say : Let's watch don't forget the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;My sis say: Jom kita tengok jangan lupa lyric.&lt;br /&gt;I say: On the tv louder!&lt;br /&gt;My sis said:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hangatkan tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Then she repeated hangatkan tv. Then I told her it was kuatkan tv. Then I realise I was wrong also. It should have been kuatkan bunyi tv. Direct translation you see. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking about what I did last time and laugh my ass of thinking about it. I use to have this major crush on this guy from my kindergarten. I always hold his hand whey. Then to think back, I'll probably laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In kindergarten, they has this magic show and I volunteered to go on stage. the magician pulled out an egg from my unifrom whey! Then i got laugh in school everyday cause the kids were wondering how come I keep eggs in my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I USE TO GET SCARED OF ANG MOH PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;My mum use to take me for holidays when I was young. To Penang and Kuantan where all the beaches are. So whenever we go for breakfast and I see an angmoh I would cry my eyes out. I have no idea why. I guess I think they are tall and scary. They look like giants coming to eat me. Until I was about 7 I was still scared of angmohs. Now, not any more! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to run to my parents room when I was sleeping alone. Every night without fail. From 10-12am I'll be sleeping in my room then after that i'll go to my parents room to sleep. Weird but it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to pee in my pants. I shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have an ambition of being a police woman. Why in the world would I ever wanna be that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my phone in the bus from KL to Jb before and I cried all the way back. Someone just stole it from my pocket when I was sleeping like a pig la. Freaking idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats pretty much all. I'll continue tomorrow. My eyes can't open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6779869731681144347?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6779869731681144347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6779869731681144347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6779869731681144347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6779869731681144347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahh.html' title='AHH.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2719091183597416634</id><published>2008-12-03T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:56:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm worried about the weather.</title><content type='html'>How come no Sun one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week I've been worrying about the weather. I'm suppose to wash the clothes. So if there is no Sun, the clothes won't dry and I'll have to rush out and bring in the clothes if it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so concerned about the weather before. Let's see. Today's weather is hot and humid. Is it going to rain? Probably cause there are dark clouds along the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it would be sunny everyday so I could hang my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I haven't finish doing my moral Folio yet. I was suppose to hand it up this week but I figure if I could hand it up next year, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise that most of my cousins are from Taylor's College in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Subang&lt;/span&gt;. They ask me to follow the family tradition of going there. I feel like going there however, I figure Singapore would be a better choice for me. I'm scared I would get influence in KL and thinking about college now is like I'm totally thinking too far. Without good results, I'll never get to go to Singapore so I must work extremely hard to go to Singapore's Poly or better yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not sure whether to go for A-levels of SAM. I don't wanna take A-levels and waste my time however, I don't really know what to do. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes kind of influenced me cause she has been asking me about college and stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;! I don't want high school to end that quick. It is like just a blink of an eye and I'm already form5 next year. 17 years old. I feel super old man. Damn it. While Joey is already busy studying for college in Australia we are still wearing our school uniform and studying for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;. Lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend just came back from Paris and London and the pictures she took were absolutely awesome. Lucky girl. I wonder when would I be able to go there man. I'll give you the link to her pictures. She was there for 2 weeks and he pictures she took look so nice that you might even think its fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32207335@N05/"&gt;The pictures are here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jealous&lt;/span&gt; sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my confirmation is next Monday abd I'll be singing. Aww God! Im so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to Singapore in 2 weeks time to take the Singapore flyer! Yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2719091183597416634?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2719091183597416634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2719091183597416634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2719091183597416634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2719091183597416634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-come-no-sun-one-for-past-week-ive.html' title='I&apos;m worried about the weather.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1360676966235368444</id><published>2008-12-02T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:56:07.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>I've been hooked on to Gossip Girl lately. And so I think Chuck Bass is a very very nice friend to have. He kind of portrays a very jealous character. He is jealous cause he loves Blaire too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly is jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy is a torturing feeling. Its painful and terrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Contains the word lousy in it so it really means bad la. Lousy. A lousy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in what situation does jealousy occur?(The following does not necessarily apply to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When my mother buys something for my sister and not me. It still occurs now. I know I'm such a little monster. Little bit then jealous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your friends kinda have more stuff to talk to each other than they have to you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you see that your friends have a thing that you like but you know that you'll never get it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you see that you have no money to splurge around when your friends have tons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your boyfriend/girlfriend seems to find another girl/guy more attractive than you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your friend has a boyfriend or girl friend when you don't even have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guypal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girlpal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your friends can afford to learn driving and you can only wait till you start earning money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When your parents are poor and your friends parents are rich asses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you can only live in a small house while your friend lives in a bungalow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kancil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and they have a Mercedes.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few examples la. There are many more though. Its usually about friends isn't it. Why do we even get jealous of our friends?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea. It seems to me that all of them have better life than me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't think that anyone would actually admit that they are jealous of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard anyone saying that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; freaking jealous of you having this and that when I don't even get a freaking shit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so far I haven't yet. Give me a reason why people get jealous so often. Sometimes even over small and silly stuff. And I thought only girls get jealous. In this new generation, guys get jealous even more than girls get jealous(not to anyone in particular).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time when they get jealous they get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When they get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they cut their wrist. This is the new trend. I seriously don't understand why they do it but it seems that when they see blood, they will feel very"high". I can drink alcohol even shandy to feel high. Why the hell would anyone wanna cut their wrist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing would led to another and the next thing you know, you are dead. I watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gossip&lt;/span&gt; Girl and I think Blaire actually tries to make Chuck jealous so that he will like her. Jealousy can also provoke somebody huh. So you can actually use jealousy to make a person like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of things have been happening around here. New scandals. New people and new break-ups? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think so. Some people have been getting along fine with each other. I just realise that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the problem solver for some stuff. I'll try to help out if you ask for my help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes has been really busy choosing to go to which college and I really would wanna help her to solve it but I seriously don't know how to. Cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not even familiar with colleges and stuff and she is expecting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. She can't wait to start going to school/college again. While on the other hand, I would just love to sit and slack for another month without going to school. I can't wait to go back to school but at the same time I don't wanna go back to school. Maybe it's just cause I don't wanna get back my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna stay at home cause I am being treated as the maid. I have to get up early to hang the clothes and I have to make breakfast and make the bed. I really feel as if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-paid maid with no allowance given at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I have so much to write about but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; singing next week in church. Wish me all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1360676966235368444?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1360676966235368444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1360676966235368444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1360676966235368444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1360676966235368444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/12/jealosy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8645215876924345254</id><published>2008-11-30T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:42:51.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HECTIC WEEK.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the interactors went to the Grand Straits Garden Restaurant to help out in the Old Folk's Lunch. We got to perform on stage singing lemon tree and 3 songs. We were so high on stage but it was just silent at the bottom. After we sang there were only a few people who clapped. So malu sia especially when I was holding the mike. I bet I sang horribly thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a dancing session and all the old folks got up and dance. One aunty was dancing so well she almost fell. While we were dancing, Joey smell pee on the floor. Why am I not surprised. Anyway, all of us were like shaking our butts to the music just to entertain them. It was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had nasi lemak and took a few funny pictures. Not full, so I went to CS to eat at Sundanese with Ellena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqMaZ-ruI/AAAAAAAABag/uVVqpUzdeK4/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqMaZ-ruI/AAAAAAAABag/uVVqpUzdeK4/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274465243827711714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqNHVTsJI/AAAAAAAABao/pSI628e54Zg/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqNHVTsJI/AAAAAAAABao/pSI628e54Zg/s400/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274465255887712402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqNG7r0BI/AAAAAAAABaw/B3zoXoZkrK4/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqNG7r0BI/AAAAAAAABaw/B3zoXoZkrK4/s400/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274465255780241426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nessa pounting, Ngky blur look and Nessa's coke ad. What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I went to Tebrau City with my parents. My sister wanted to watch Twilight but I keep telling her that the show is not for her. Then when my parents hear me telling her that they refuse to let her watch the show. She cried in the car la. Then she win already. Dad bought the tickets to go watch with her. I went there for the class party cum farewell for Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had steam boat and we waited for so long for the food. Could you imagine 24 sets of the same food and sky juice that is 50cents per glass. I thought it was free. Shuling was with someone. They are just so cute as a couple man. HAHA! So we ate till we were full and we told dirty jokes and laugh during lunch. I was so full but Joey, as usual, wasn't full. So after that we went to baskin robins to eat ice cream. Florence complaint about the way I ate the ice cream. I wasn't sad. I was just thinking about some stuff. Im suppose to smile to myself when I take a mouth of ice cream right? HAHA. FUNNY WHEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrM7inBnI/AAAAAAAABbI/sCgOG6PdCxg/s1600-h/DSCN3296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrM7inBnI/AAAAAAAABbI/sCgOG6PdCxg/s400/DSCN3296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274466352233907826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrMlb-34I/AAAAAAAABbA/RavXcZgsiDE/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrMlb-34I/AAAAAAAABbA/RavXcZgsiDE/s400/e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274466346300530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steam boat. Chinfang, Joey and Florence in photo. We didn't know exactly how to cook so we just chuck everything into the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrMeZIIoI/AAAAAAAABa4/0y9YoecTuEs/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrMeZIIoI/AAAAAAAABa4/0y9YoecTuEs/s400/d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274466344409506434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chinfang tried on her white dress in WH, she went off with her mom. So it was left with me, Joey and Florence. I went to Diamond and Platinum cause I got a call from my mum saying she wants to buy me a cross pendant. So  I went in. The cross was so small I couldn't even see it and it was RM459! I don't really like bling bling stuff and it was a waste of money to buy something I don't wear. I told her I rather buy a Nike shoe which cost only RM189.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got scolded in the shop. So we walked out and I went out to meet up with Jo and Flo again at MNG. Joey was choosing her winter clothing which was freaking expensive. I would never afford that. As you can see, me and Joey have no fashion sense so Flo was our wardrobe aunty? LOL. I don't know whats the atas term for that la. After that she went home cause her mum was waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Joey being the hungry ones decided that we should go to Sushi King to eat. She ordered so much as if no need money. Then we talked about some stuff la and she showed me some funny message. HAHA! Then after that we got the bill which was RM68. I almost fainted. Freaking expensive. We couldn't finish the food so we ta pao-ed. Then we saw Rasyiqah and we asked her how was Twilight she said it was nice but Irene was kind of not happy with the show. Why am I not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrh-UZbBI/AAAAAAAABbQ/LKPMOMQGOi8/s1600-h/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKrh-UZbBI/AAAAAAAABbQ/LKPMOMQGOi8/s400/1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274466713756855314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joey wore the shirt,'BOYS LOVE ME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister enjoyed Twilight very much and my dad,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE LOVED THE SHOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He said it was nice. Funny how my dad has weird taste in everything. I was so surprised man. He kept asking me questions about Edward and his family and Jacob. HE LIKED THE PEPPERSPRAY PART. Funny. He must feel young after watching that show. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight to me was okay. I didn't cry. Maybe just a tear la. But Chinfang and joey cried when they watch the show. AHH. Emo people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-8645215876924345254?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8645215876924345254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8645215876924345254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8645215876924345254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8645215876924345254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/11/hectic-week.html' title='HECTIC WEEK.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/STKqMaZ-ruI/AAAAAAAABag/uVVqpUzdeK4/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1675683521786044074</id><published>2008-11-25T13:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:11:47.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunung Girl returns to Sabah!</title><content type='html'>As you guys know, I just came back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; and it has really been a great holiday except a few stuff that happen during the trip. I went there with my whole family and also my dad's friend. Everything was planned by my dads friend so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know anything until we eventually reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNPV5DbSI/AAAAAAAABYg/zb-nGe-9YgQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNPV5DbSI/AAAAAAAABYg/zb-nGe-9YgQ/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272463083481296162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the first picture. When I saw the place that we have to take the lift everyday to our room, MY GOD! I was so freaking pissed off. Look at the place. It looked so dirty and dark. Exactly like the one from the ghost movie. The lift we had to take up to our room looked like it was meant for a horror movie and the alley way to our room was even worst. It look like there were thousands of room in the hotel. Besides that, when the lift eventually open its door, we smell something what really smell like the juice of rubbish. Guess what? The main rubbish bin was directly in front of the lift.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FUH&lt;/span&gt;! Imagine the smell man. So we arrive at our room door which was quite presentable and then I took a deep breath and open the door. Luckily our room was comfortable. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aircon&lt;/span&gt; was cold too. So I was happy about it. My dad was like so happy and kinda ask us to stop complaining. Cause we were complaining non stop from the lift that the place was dirty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;. So when we go into the room we stopped complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach quite late at the hotel so my dads friend took us to have a Thai dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQSCpknI/AAAAAAAABYo/indBVtrrpWE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQSCpknI/AAAAAAAABYo/indBVtrrpWE/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272463099627672178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQkmL6OI/AAAAAAAABYw/TiApb56hP48/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQkmL6OI/AAAAAAAABYw/TiApb56hP48/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272463104608561378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good and the price, I don't really know cause my dads friend paid for it. I guess whenever your hungry, everything taste good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning my dad started screaming in the morning asking us to wake up. He screamed,"WAKE UP LA! 8 O'CLOCK ALREADY STILL DON'T WANNA WAKE UP!"&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking early and he wanted us to wake up. I looked at my phone, and it was only 7.30! My mum also ask him,"7.30 only you say 8 already, wake up so early for what?"&lt;br /&gt;Then he say wanna go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jalan&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt;. Then all of us sleepy heads would have to jump out from our bed to follow him go walk-walk. My dad's friend said that we have to meet at the hotel lobby at 12.30 but we got up at 7.30. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WAH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got up from our asses and went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;downstaires&lt;/span&gt; to find a place to have breakfast. We walk so freaking far but still couldn't find anywhere to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;. Then we spotted a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; shop with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people, then we eat there la. They were selling tom yam and wan tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; with huge prawn in it.So we eventually ordered that. There was this weird guy, sitting in the restaurant spitting all over the place. He had cocked eye and was quite dirty. He was literally talking to himself there while our family were just minding our own business. So later, police came. Yeah police. Carrying big guns. I have no idea what guns but they are definitely big. At first it was one police then 2 then 3 then 4. The whole restaurant was filled with police. Why? Cause the weird guy was a mad man! So the police persuaded the guy to leave but he was like afraid. My mum frighten us saying,"If the policeman shoot, you all hide under the table &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAH&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God he didn't.&lt;br /&gt; I heard him say,"An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;zhua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mata&lt;/span&gt;". Then we walk away slowly from the shop la. I was frighten but in the end nothing happen. The mad man just walk off and the policeman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;minum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kopi&lt;/span&gt; at their shop la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: The food was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to walk again to the market. So I saw this purse that was made my a real frog! Look at the picture below. How does it feel? It felt like the frog that we dissected in school that day. People actually buy that you know. Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQrMf0RI/AAAAAAAABY4/vRIvkyTrmEg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQrMf0RI/AAAAAAAABY4/vRIvkyTrmEg/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272463106379862290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we met up at 12.30 and went for the tour around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQ3R_LnI/AAAAAAAABZA/rcxh9b315vQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNQ3R_LnI/AAAAAAAABZA/rcxh9b315vQ/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272463109624114802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ate a 10 course lunch and then we went to take picture of this building that has a revolving restaurant in the middle and also took the view of the island from University &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;. My dad's friend say this university has the nicest view in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS099ShEI/AAAAAAAABZI/n378s9Ypg9k/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS099ShEI/AAAAAAAABZI/n378s9Ypg9k/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272469227449779266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that we went to a Chinese temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we took a half and hour trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Lok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kawi&lt;/span&gt; Wildlife park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS0w9bbOI/AAAAAAAABZQ/30vO1tld8_8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS0w9bbOI/AAAAAAAABZQ/30vO1tld8_8/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272469223960702178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wildlife show needed a volunteer so, I got the chance to carry a snake. A baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;phyton&lt;/span&gt;. The park was okay la. I thought I would get a chance to carry the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;utans&lt;/span&gt; but no. I have the video of me carrying the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;phyton&lt;/span&gt;. You'll see la. I was scared but It was fun. The snake felt like the frog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7f97d306c8a4efc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07f97d306c8a4efc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331658458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C34AA27BD161E9970347BA9BB8008B67AC72D01.4DE8D788DB625D485C2F1F2850F53280B8DCE399%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f97d306c8a4efc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dte-MyWLrY3FCHEmSvpI4tZODfro&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07f97d306c8a4efc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331658458%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C34AA27BD161E9970347BA9BB8008B67AC72D01.4DE8D788DB625D485C2F1F2850F53280B8DCE399%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f97d306c8a4efc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dte-MyWLrY3FCHEmSvpI4tZODfro&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to try the famous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;bak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;kut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;.I took a picture if the shop. It was awesome man. I wanted more but my dad said he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;bak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;kut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;. He said that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jb&lt;/span&gt; one was better.Bullshit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1MPFQxI/AAAAAAAABZY/yJhaeAV06RI/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1MPFQxI/AAAAAAAABZY/yJhaeAV06RI/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272469231282504466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we got up super early to take the bus to go to the mountains! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Gunung&lt;/span&gt; Girl's signature mountain is Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;. So I was very excited to get to go there. The bus ride took 2 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1IpvvwI/AAAAAAAABZg/Sh8w_njtiIo/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1IpvvwI/AAAAAAAABZg/Sh8w_njtiIo/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272469230320598786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The mountain and pictures I took on the bus. The mountain was very beautiful. At first we thought that we can't see the mountain peak but we eventually got to see it cause the weather was good enough. After that we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt; Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1KL1gHI/AAAAAAAABZo/Hm5kxuDfNeo/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuS1KL1gHI/AAAAAAAABZo/Hm5kxuDfNeo/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272469230732017778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had to walk into the jungle to see some plants and maybe some special insect. We wore our jackets into the jungle cause it was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgbc3eSI/AAAAAAAABZw/h3HZ3XR_ImE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgbc3eSI/AAAAAAAABZw/h3HZ3XR_ImE/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473272636111138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the finger is a baby leech and we also get to see a prehistoric cockroach. It is believed that if you wanted to drink the water from the stream, you would have to go on your knees and elbows so that the jungle spirit would think that your one of those animals. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgkGO6oI/AAAAAAAABZ4/flLxro9wRj0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgkGO6oI/AAAAAAAABZ4/flLxro9wRj0/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473274957097602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The orchid garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to eat and pine resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgoQbCAI/AAAAAAAABaA/tqkvBIGgNZc/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWgoQbCAI/AAAAAAAABaA/tqkvBIGgNZc/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473276073576450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view was breathtaking and my dad got too excited. Look at the picture.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our lunch we went to PORING HOT SPRING. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; use the hot spring cause I was busy going up to the canopy walk. There was a beautiful river and waterfall and the canopy walk bridge was so thin and it was 4 storeys high. We climb until we are about 700 metres then we reach the canopy walk. I love this part of my holiday the most. I had so much fun and also got to go on a new adventure.Walking on the canopy walk backwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWg4wTsMI/AAAAAAAABaI/qosEhuXDVU4/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWg4wTsMI/AAAAAAAABaI/qosEhuXDVU4/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473280502280386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long day. We eventually reached our hotel at 7.30pm and we were dead tired and hungry too! So we went to the room and bathe and then we went out again to have our dinner. We ate at the mall, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Warisan&lt;/span&gt; Square. It was raining so I had to wear the poncho. It is raincoat in some other language. Its only rm3 per poncho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWhLR0XdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3Yj8cwaEd5o/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuWhLR0XdI/AAAAAAAABaQ/3Yj8cwaEd5o/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473285474672082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food we ate the next day. Went to 1 Borneo on Saturday. One of the biggest mall in Borneo. It was huge. There were 3 hotels in the mall. Shopped but didn't get anything for myself. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to sum up my whole trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;, I had a wonderful time with my family and got to do new stuff like carrying the snake and walking the canopy backwards and also admire aborigines that look pretty much like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Eurasians&lt;/span&gt;. There was this good looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sabahan&lt;/span&gt; in the Big apple shop. I went to that show everyday since the say I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;sabah&lt;/span&gt;. The first time when I saw him I pointed to those donuts I wanted then he speak to me in MALAY! I almost fainted whey. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Sabahans&lt;/span&gt; may look good but they speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; only. Sad. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; word he could say was thank you when I paid him. SAD! Ahh! Sabah is a nice place and I really wish I could go there again. Maybe next year? But definitely not on Wenli's birthday again.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures we took from the plane when we were about to reach JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuW0vjY_OI/AAAAAAAABaY/GnkRwDtAYpw/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuW0vjY_OI/AAAAAAAABaY/GnkRwDtAYpw/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272473621629566178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1675683521786044074?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1675683521786044074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1675683521786044074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1675683521786044074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1675683521786044074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/11/gunung-girl-returns-to-sabah.html' title='Gunung Girl returns to Sabah!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSuNPV5DbSI/AAAAAAAABYg/zb-nGe-9YgQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3168719587575574676</id><published>2008-11-18T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:42:03.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunung Girl returns!</title><content type='html'>So my Dad has been doing massive paintings in my house. He painted my room purple and now my hall is green. Besides that, he painted the outside of my house green and brown.What a combination.&lt;br /&gt;So let me show you what he has been doing around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyOIrhIKI/AAAAAAAABYI/B2S4LspAumo/s1600-h/DSCN2761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyOIrhIKI/AAAAAAAABYI/B2S4LspAumo/s400/DSCN2761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269829732406468770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's zoom in to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyOmlXAmI/AAAAAAAABYY/dsPt1srZJAE/s1600-h/DSCN2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyOmlXAmI/AAAAAAAABYY/dsPt1srZJAE/s400/DSCN2825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269829740433703522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is outside my house by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he made the shelf and also did most of the art work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyN7dazcI/AAAAAAAABYA/JX0gh0cDySU/s1600-h/DSCN2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyN7dazcI/AAAAAAAABYA/JX0gh0cDySU/s400/DSCN2759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269829728857673154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wall is kind of greenish.Yeah he painted it himself cause me and my mum were to lazy to help him.He was always the semangat one when it comes to painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxA2eg44I/AAAAAAAABX4/ciS3AEY1FZg/s1600-h/DSCN2798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxA2eg44I/AAAAAAAABX4/ciS3AEY1FZg/s400/DSCN2798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269828404670161794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the inside of my house.You see,outside and inside same colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxAu4veDI/AAAAAAAABXw/Cr-XZtIBtdU/s1600-h/DSCN2803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxAu4veDI/AAAAAAAABXw/Cr-XZtIBtdU/s400/DSCN2803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269828402632685618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad painted the square square thing in the kitchen.Too free already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxAG2SllI/AAAAAAAABXo/RuL3ALBxE9g/s1600-h/DSCN2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIxAG2SllI/AAAAAAAABXo/RuL3ALBxE9g/s400/DSCN2831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269828391884985938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the the flower/leaf looking thing on the top.My dad painted that too. One by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this renowned artist is a businessman now working day and night but still find time to do what he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So back to what I wanna say, GUNUNG GIRL IS GOING BACK TO THE GUNUNGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to Sabah again tomorrow with my dad's friends this time. Looking forward to meet my best buddy the Orang Utan in the forest reserve park we are going to. This trip we are going to meet up with the Orang Utans and hopefully get to see some of the badak sumbu that are already going to be extinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this trip would be better than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Im going to some place in Poring where they have the Hot Spring and also the hanging bridge which is im not sure how many metres high.I think it is about 5 storeys high.I am definitely very excited about this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think a place in Malaysia would make and impact on me.I can't believe I'm even named as Gunung Girl just cause I went to Gunung Kinabalu when WenLi was busy celebrating her birthday in JB. This time around, Im going to Sabah again on WenLi's birthday again.Yeah.She was pretty pissed off when I told her that I was going there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.One more thing, MY FRIENDS ARE GOING TO SINGAPORE WITHOUT ME JUST CAUSE IM GOING TO SABAH ON THAT DAY ITSELF. Purposely plan the trip in front of me to make me jealous? Great! Never mind, we shall plan another trip next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and sister is currently reading the diary I wrote in when I was in primary 6 and they are practically laughing their asses off cause I wrote that i hate this person and I have a crush on this guy that has no future?LOL. WHAT THE HELL MAN! I also say that my hair would be blown away when my dad scolds me. Funny whey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise I hated so many people when I was in primary school and I actually wrote it in my diary.HAHA.A stupid decision. Imagine if I were to write everything in a diary now and my parents found my diary and read it out.Fuh! I'll be totally embarrased man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNUNG GIRL RETURNS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/444170643387363960-3168719587575574676?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3168719587575574676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3168719587575574676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3168719587575574676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3168719587575574676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/11/gunung-girl-returns.html' title='Gunung Girl returns!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SSIyOIrhIKI/AAAAAAAABYI/B2S4LspAumo/s72-c/DSCN2761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-999175275564880116</id><published>2008-11-10T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:32:23.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over!</title><content type='html'>Shock by the fact all of us are glued on to the Facebook game, PET SOCIETY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing each other to beat each other in the rankings on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So determined to beat each other after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally force people to join Pet Society to earn more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing games online and beating your friends in games didn't mean so much before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if we were to react the same in exams, we will probably score straight A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sister found out this game. Its really stupid but its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.y8.com/games/Office_Lover_Kiss"&gt;Office Lover Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.y8.com/gfx/office_lover_kiss180.gif" border="0" width="180" height="135" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to play this game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain the game.Can you sneak a kiss while your boss is not looking? Basically its about this old boss trying to 'pikat' the sexytary. So when the phone rings, the sexytary is suppose to kiss that young guy over there. The trick is when the boss turns around, she must not be kissing the guy if not game over.The secretary laugh like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in Japanese by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid game. Very lame. But it made me laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the exams are over for use. Excluding Joey and Wanri. They are taking accounts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results this time is going to turn out shitty. Im am mentally prepared to drop to the next class and I'm going to be alone there cause you know why?&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my friends are either going to stay or go up.&lt;br /&gt;So Im prepared to drop class and work extrememly hard next year to make sure I remain at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite angry that we PBSM-ers have to go for camp from Thursday until Sunday.Its very unfair.We can't even spend the last day of school of the year in class.Have to suffer in camp some more.Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to go to Singapore on Monday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunung girl will be going back to the Gunung's next week.Yeah!Im going to Sabah.Kota Kinabalu again.This time its on Wenli's birthday again.For the second consecuetive year.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to go to Mount Kinabalu and also visit the national park and hug the Orang Utans. I might come back to be more Gunung and Ulu than ever before. Then I'll be called Gunungulu.Okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holidays are going to be the best one every I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin from US bought a Roxy bikini for me.Heck la.What she expect me to do with it?I don't even wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get the picture,Im going to put it in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all SPM-ERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-999175275564880116?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/999175275564880116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=999175275564880116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/999175275564880116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/999175275564880116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/11/shock-by-fact-all-of-us-are-glued-on-to.html' title='Exams are over!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4586263096708859868</id><published>2008-11-08T13:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:23:30.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Re: Letter of Apology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM TERRIBLY SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is your last day at school and I didn't bring the present I was suppose to give you.I know you might never see this post but I just wanna say sorry I didn't bring it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study until late at night.Was suppose to bring it to school but I totally forgotten.Slept at 3 yesterday revising.Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you how thick the book was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhIsCvJNI/AAAAAAAABXI/kR5E-oWNpKQ/s1600-h/08112008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhIsCvJNI/AAAAAAAABXI/kR5E-oWNpKQ/s400/08112008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266151772424971474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhIiB5MyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/zz3lhNKy7yc/s1600-h/08112008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhIiB5MyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/zz3lhNKy7yc/s400/08112008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266151769737081634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The thickness of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhI3L0bmI/AAAAAAAABXY/XLRiR5DwOHw/s1600-h/08112008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhI3L0bmI/AAAAAAAABXY/XLRiR5DwOHw/s400/08112008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266151775415856738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside all words le.I make with my ai xing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't be sad or disappointed okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;MEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4586263096708859868?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4586263096708859868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4586263096708859868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4586263096708859868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4586263096708859868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SRUhIsCvJNI/AAAAAAAABXI/kR5E-oWNpKQ/s72-c/08112008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8415134181738344355</id><published>2008-10-27T19:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:30:50.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad.HAHA</title><content type='html'>I went to Perling Mall that day with my mum and sister.My dad was left alone at home.He wanted to watch tv.As usual,we didn't bring the key along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and saw a paper sticking at the door.Then I thought,"What the heck happened?"Got some loan shark or kidnappers came and took my dad away?Damn",I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQWjdwBXJ-I/AAAAAAAABD4/qzaLs1OyIEg/s1600-h/26102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQWjdwBXJ-I/AAAAAAAABD4/qzaLs1OyIEg/s400/26102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261791471154440162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to the gate and took the paper and see what it wrote,I burst out laughing.Guess what it wrote.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQWi5hioSSI/AAAAAAAABDw/vt-zsLGc5zA/s1600-h/26102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQWi5hioSSI/AAAAAAAABDw/vt-zsLGc5zA/s400/26102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261790848792152354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad,rupa-rupanya wrote it cause he was going to the toilet to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad can be a joker sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to City Square today.So many people.Mostly Indians and foreigners la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LEVIS WAS ON SALE.60% OFF MOST OF THE ITEMS WHEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossini was on sale too!Shop till crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I bought a jeans and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRESS&lt;/span&gt; for my confirmation.OMG.I doubt I will ever wear that dress after confirmation. White somemore.FUYOHHHH.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444170643387363960-8415134181738344355?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8415134181738344355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8415134181738344355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8415134181738344355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8415134181738344355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/10/dadhaha.html' title='Dad.HAHA'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQWjdwBXJ-I/AAAAAAAABD4/qzaLs1OyIEg/s72-c/26102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6756179218591868505</id><published>2008-10-25T18:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:45:20.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The month.</title><content type='html'>This whole month has been totally hectic for me.&lt;br /&gt;Choir Farewell for the form 5's,Hari Anugerah Cemerlang and Christmas concert.All on the same month.&lt;br /&gt;Worked my ass off during Hari Anugerah Cemerlang when others sat on their asses.Thanks Irene.No one said thank you except Puan Kamala.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Worked my ass off choir farewell with th help of the BOD also.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Worked my ass of Christmas Concert.With the help of Agnes and Vanessa and Ellena and Wendy and Cheryl,the burden was lighten.Mrs.Ignatius helped out alot also.Thanks ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to be really long.&lt;br /&gt;AHERM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start of with the choir farewell.Spent 2 days to get all the presents and plan for everything.It went quite well.We actually made the seniors cry.Damn sad.It was quite a sad moment for them cause after being in choir for so long they had to leave.So when the seniors were singing,they started crying.AWW MAN!I can't imagine me next year.I'll probably cry my eyeballs out.Few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL96j5ULhI/AAAAAAAABC4/D0F5-Y_jXKk/s1600-h/n617792185_1395005_1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL96j5ULhI/AAAAAAAABC4/D0F5-Y_jXKk/s400/n617792185_1395005_1721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261046497232039442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me giving a speech.I look like I'm digging my teeth.I know!=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQMAIb-677I/AAAAAAAABDY/5qmJGSIqY50/s1600-h/n617792185_1395037_8585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQMAIb-677I/AAAAAAAABDY/5qmJGSIqY50/s400/n617792185_1395037_8585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261048934649491378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me conducting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL96kKE-sI/AAAAAAAABDA/pEdP5-RxW8I/s1600-h/n617792185_1395032_4465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL96kKE-sI/AAAAAAAABDA/pEdP5-RxW8I/s400/n617792185_1395032_4465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261046497302346434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me and Agnes.Thank God I didn't cry.She cried though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was CHRISTMAS CONCERT!&lt;br /&gt;I was totally stressed out when planning for this concert.I had to do most of the things myself.Get the shirt orders.Collect the money.I was so stressed that I even thought of quitting being in charge of everything.Luckily God helped me through and I had good friends that supported me.I also had a good gds to pull me through.Thanks to the people that help me,I managed to go through it without quitting.The form 3's helped out alot also.Thank you very much.If it weren't the form 3's,none of the performances will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9VRbFZEI/AAAAAAAABCw/V7wq_YoUvDI/s1600-h/n617792185_1451333_6315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9VRbFZEI/AAAAAAAABCw/V7wq_YoUvDI/s400/n617792185_1451333_6315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261045856618243138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme this year is GOD IS LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9601YRlI/AAAAAAAABDI/qBEDvu-2gN4/s1600-h/n617792185_1451344_2881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9601YRlI/AAAAAAAABDI/qBEDvu-2gN4/s400/n617792185_1451344_2881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261046501778933330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL97JhSdcI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9-TzHIbl_a0/s1600-h/n617792185_1451444_3772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL97JhSdcI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9-TzHIbl_a0/s400/n617792185_1451444_3772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261046507331810754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Agnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQMC3zAVzcI/AAAAAAAABDg/ulyNx9BoDw8/s1600-h/DSC03966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQMC3zAVzcI/AAAAAAAABDg/ulyNx9BoDw8/s400/DSC03966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261051947306569154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the concert.Me,Cf,Joe,Wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OKAY!Today I went to watch HIGH SCHOOL.Call me lame or whatever la.I was accompanying my sister faham!Not I wanna watch one.I went in the cinema with thousand and one children inside.We were seated at the second last row.Thw whole cinema was packed I tell you.Bought the popcorn and drinks that were all printed with HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL5rd-iSmI/AAAAAAAABCI/SbXRBVeAZ0c/s1600-h/25102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL5rd-iSmI/AAAAAAAABCI/SbXRBVeAZ0c/s400/25102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261041839898774114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was okay la.Zac was hot!Hahah.The songs were okay la.I still think that High School Musical 1 was much better.What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owg yeah!Went to the toilet after the show kan.Then got this chinese girl in front of me.The queue in the toilet was so freaking long.So we queued la.Then suddenly this indian girl was talking to the chinese girl in front of me.F man.I think she is only like primary 5 or 6 la.What happened was she squeezed her fat ass in front of my sister man.I gave her that shit look la.Damn idiot man.I went in the toilet and gave her the middle finger.Damn rude lor.She speaks English.She come into Convent next year and I'll make her life miserable.Damn ass man.Went to eat at Lavender then we balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL6RXUEWCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Q4ls6JB_hGw/s1600-h/DSC06089-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL6RXUEWCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Q4ls6JB_hGw/s400/DSC06089-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261042490945067042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW MAN!This is damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL634kwrVI/AAAAAAAABCY/kBwy4vA39fU/s1600-h/Warp+%28Kim%29+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL634kwrVI/AAAAAAAABCY/kBwy4vA39fU/s400/Warp+%28Kim%29+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261043152708480338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The insect looking me.LAUGH LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9FxshtcI/AAAAAAAABCo/P2BnIDdH6_g/s1600-h/warp%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL9FxshtcI/AAAAAAAABCo/P2BnIDdH6_g/s400/warp%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261045590403429826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shit looking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The form 5's are leaving soon.Im sure to miss them.Especially Agnes.Planning some surprise gift for her.Hope to bring her to tears.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6756179218591868505?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6756179218591868505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6756179218591868505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6756179218591868505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6756179218591868505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/10/month.html' title='The month.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SQL96j5ULhI/AAAAAAAABC4/D0F5-Y_jXKk/s72-c/n617792185_1395005_1721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3842686912047117805</id><published>2008-10-12T16:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:41:56.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I have no idea why the line is under all the words I'm typing.This is getting so irritating.So I'm not going to bother whether the line is there or not.Damn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;So I installed this new program in my computer that can combine all the pictures together.I know I'm like so jakun cause I didn't know there was a program like that.It's called Photoscape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Damn cool.I decided to use this program to do join some special pictures together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back all this years I have been in Convent,it looks like I have never regretted a single bit.The new friends I made and the old friends that I still keep.After viewing all the pictures and remembering when and where I took them is actually quite amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the first picture.The one we are all wearing red except Vanessa.That was last years Christmas party at my house.Those who didn't wear red or green was suppose to sit next to the dustbin.HAHA.We broke a glass in my room cause Wanri was probably high on wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lazy to explain the pictures one by one.But I'm very scared when we have to leave each other next year man.I freaking can't imagine how terrible we are going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Nice picture huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SPG0MD-ZDmI/AAAAAAAABBw/oebE5lmcM04/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SPG0MD-ZDmI/AAAAAAAABBw/oebE5lmcM04/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256180359436504674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about leaving right,that day the lecturers from IMU came to my school to tell us more about their university and what kind of courses we can get from there la.Basically all science kinda courses la.The psychology course really got me very interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the pussycat dolls song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a star&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the world&lt;br /&gt;Drive nice cars&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have Groupies(not boobies,hello!So many people thought it was that okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on TV&lt;br /&gt;People know me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;Number one chick when I step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah,I don't wanna be like the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers say that there are quite alot of goodlooking people in the University.Yeah.They look slightly gay-ish.But still good looking.The lecturers are very funny.&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer said that a nurse can earn 20-30k a month if you work in Saudi Arabia.I wonder if its true.&lt;br /&gt;But nurses wipe butts,feed medicine,and make beds only right?&lt;br /&gt;MAKE BEDS!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.This lecturer that behaved exactly like one of my teacher from my school said that there are 2 guys in her nursing course.&lt;br /&gt;She say that those 2 guys are very outstanding and stuff.Then she suddenly say&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but they are not good in bed making&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;Me,Adeline,Florence,Chinfang and Joey burst out laughing!You should know why.Being dirty minded as we already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I going to do when I grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not a house wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3842686912047117805?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SPG0MD-ZDmI/AAAAAAAABBw/oebE5lmcM04/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6817506332092794287</id><published>2008-10-04T23:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:56:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I ate yesterday.</title><content type='html'>In the car,after church yesterday,me and my family members were arguing on where to eat for dinner.So my we eventually decided to go to Sing Kee to have our dinner.My dad took the wrong route*I'm not sure whether it was on purpose*to go to Jalan Abdul Samad.Behind Hyatt Hotel.So when he wanted to park his car,we stumbled upon this shop,ANNA'S KITCHEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePs5lx4RI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VQ54yo13z3A/s1600-h/04102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePs5lx4RI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VQ54yo13z3A/s1600-h/04102008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePs5lx4RI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VQ54yo13z3A/s400/04102008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253325491887268114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign board outside the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh6IulqdYI/AAAAAAAABBY/26ZmBImJRgI/s1600-h/04102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh6IulqdYI/AAAAAAAABBY/26ZmBImJRgI/s400/04102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253583255691228546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The deco outside was actually very nice.So we walked down this main entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh6IpDN9DI/AAAAAAAABBg/ngsBlbGFgh4/s1600-h/04102008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh6IpDN9DI/AAAAAAAABBg/ngsBlbGFgh4/s400/04102008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253583254204576818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we saw this place downstaires which was dark.Vey dark.So we decided to sit inside instead of outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on the inside of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtHEZoDI/AAAAAAAAA_w/4Bvqua2kFrw/s1600-h/04102008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtHEZoDI/AAAAAAAAA_w/4Bvqua2kFrw/s400/04102008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253325495505362994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad is planing to draw that building in my room.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtLj0u_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/7rAtX6Wc3eo/s1600-h/04102008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtLj0u_I/AAAAAAAAA_4/7rAtX6Wc3eo/s400/04102008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253325496710904818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deco inside is really soothing and its very clean and it seems like a cafe with nice music and also many magazines to read.Owh yea!With board games too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ordered our food,not knowing what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQl0kVJ6I/AAAAAAAABA4/P9_SD8ZQHSY/s1600-h/04102008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQl0kVJ6I/AAAAAAAABA4/P9_SD8ZQHSY/s400/04102008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326469791557538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexican something something chicken.I don't really know what chicken but I know it has something to do with mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtPlEBhI/AAAAAAAABAA/Nc17PvrzSvk/s1600-h/04102008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtPlEBhI/AAAAAAAABAA/Nc17PvrzSvk/s400/04102008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253325497789842962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister's golden something chicken with ham and cheese inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtnHSZsI/AAAAAAAABAI/Ex2a021HlnU/s1600-h/04102008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePtnHSZsI/AAAAAAAABAI/Ex2a021HlnU/s400/04102008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253325504107407042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chicken OREGANO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh9pYtt_II/AAAAAAAABBo/eIaerAxS_tA/s1600-h/04102008%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOh9pYtt_II/AAAAAAAABBo/eIaerAxS_tA/s400/04102008%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253587115290000514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's grilled steak(medium rare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food was damn good and the place was nice.Next time we can hang out there and minum minum.Can play board games also.Cool place.Nice deco so nice place to take pictures.There is a pool table there too!Sorry about the not so nice pictures cause I use my lousy 2megapixel camera in my mobile.All together,the food cost RM90+.More than what we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps:toilet is clean and nice and decorated also with this plant behind the toilet bowl.My mum was so fascinated by that plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portion was small and we were all still hungry so my dad decided to bring us go get some IKAN BAKAR AND ICE KACANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shop is in the medan selera near EC.Okay which shop you ask me?The shop name is AYONG.There are 3 shops with the name YONG.One is YONG,another is YONGYONG and another one is AYONG.I guess the original one is AYONG cause it taste the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQmIXLDjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/e5Dlq6B44Vs/s1600-h/04102008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQmIXLDjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/e5Dlq6B44Vs/s400/04102008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326475105078834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AYONG KEDAI MAKANAN DAN MINUMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQmLoeHeI/AAAAAAAABBI/IZyOkI44WGw/s1600-h/04102008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQmLoeHeI/AAAAAAAABBI/IZyOkI44WGw/s400/04102008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326475982937570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea coconut with longan and ice.DAMN syiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQNs0XeZI/AAAAAAAABAg/DJhAWwgIi1g/s1600-h/04102008%28013%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQNs0XeZI/AAAAAAAABAg/DJhAWwgIi1g/s400/04102008%28013%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326055394474386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kangkung and cuttlefish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQNzjk0HI/AAAAAAAABAo/B1HKXsa46iQ/s1600-h/04102008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQNzjk0HI/AAAAAAAABAo/B1HKXsa46iQ/s400/04102008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326057203093618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IKAN PARI was the bomb!Damn nice cause the sambal was nice and the fish was fresh.Damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQOO2UK2I/AAAAAAAABAw/m7iN_z9pR8A/s1600-h/04102008%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOeQOO2UK2I/AAAAAAAABAw/m7iN_z9pR8A/s400/04102008%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253326064529451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was so yummy I decided to take a video but I didn't know how to turn the video the right way up.So the video is like terbalik.LOL.But who cares la.Got nice food,wanna share it with you guys.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-553d942bc5b1ff1d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6817506332092794287?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=553d942bc5b1ff1d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6817506332092794287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6817506332092794287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6817506332092794287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6817506332092794287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-ate-yesterday.html' title='What I ate yesterday.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SOePs5lx4RI/AAAAAAAAA_o/VQ54yo13z3A/s72-c/04102008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-704954879474406767</id><published>2008-10-01T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:02:06.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Trip with Friends.</title><content type='html'>Went to Singapore on Monday with Ellena,Joey,Nessa and Adeline and boy did we have so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ate like gluttons.&lt;br /&gt;Behaved like baboons.&lt;br /&gt;Walked like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I have no pictures to upload cause I didn't bring my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the pictures soon and blog more about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-704954879474406767?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/704954879474406767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=704954879474406767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/704954879474406767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Whether it's good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;You lead me to all this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Make my mind think other wise.&lt;br /&gt;The way you message,the way you talk.&lt;br /&gt;Make me misinterpret what you were meaning.&lt;br /&gt;The things you did.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of times you made me had quarrels with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being the middle person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been there before and didn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;I suffer like hell.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking banyak times I cry for that person.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna create peace but what I get in the end is not peace but more hatred and quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;I make things worst and I get other people in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe there is such a thing as hao xin mei hao bao.&lt;br /&gt;I do all this for what?&lt;br /&gt;To get misunderstandings and have quarrels with you?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I talk alot.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I misinterpret about somethings.&lt;br /&gt;I know,I know.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I say you say me back when I didn't even say anything about you.&lt;br /&gt;Now your treating me this way.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you think I am the bad person.&lt;br /&gt;No maybe I am the bad person.&lt;br /&gt;That person is not a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you.&lt;br /&gt;But from what I can see now.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dilemma now and I freaking don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;So until anything happens,I'm just going to shut up and do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to talk to you for the moment also.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4411842032676290253?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1846506485376081431</id><published>2008-09-26T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:48:09.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maid.</title><content type='html'>I WANNA COMPLAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn maid.&lt;br /&gt;Went home already.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to work day and night and afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking,cleaning.Bao kah liao.&lt;br /&gt;Wash plate.Wash floor.Wash toilet.Wash clothes.Wash shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Must cook somemore!&lt;br /&gt;Tried steaming fish,frying egg,frying vegetables,cooking chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Keep clothes,fold clothes.I tried everything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like a maid.&lt;br /&gt;After doing all this,everywhere also pain.&lt;br /&gt;Back pain,muscle pain,shoulder pain.&lt;br /&gt;Don't care sick or not sick also must help.&lt;br /&gt;Dad said that everyone must wash plate together.In the end he watch tv.Left me and ONLY ME to clean the thousand and one dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people share the same fate as me.Like Chinfang whose maid went back.She wash dishes,keep clothes,fold clothes,water plants and then she get increase in pocket money.I do so many things also get nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tips on being a good maid.(This applies to all that doesn't have a maid and has to be THE maid and those who has a maid and also to those house wife.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be lazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't eat too much.Later cannot work cause stomachache.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't do things fast fast.For example right,you clean the dishes fast fast then not clean then kena your ma'am scold.Asking for trouble.So clean slow slow and clean clean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't do things too slow also.Like keeping clothes or watering the plants.You water plants or playing with water?You keep clothes or looking at the cute neighbour of yours?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For those Indonesian or philipino maid right,don't talk to the maids neighbour.They teach you bad stuff.Like the maids behind my house.They are prostitudes you know?I mean the maids behind my house is a prostitude.More on that later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't steal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't sleep too long.In case rain right,then all the clothes all wet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan what to do first.Don't so kan cheong.Later do all the work all very terrible then kena your ma'am or mum scold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't think you very clever and answer back your ma'am or your mum for that matter.She ask you to do then do la.Don't complain lor.She pay you what(except in my case,my parents don't pay me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be efficient.Do things according to time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't do things half way.For example iron clothes half way then go and drink water.Finish la the clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Must be able to multi-task.Can fold clothes and drink water and watch tv and sometimes do homework all at the same time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So do you fall into this criteria?If you do,you will definitely turn out to be a good maid or a house wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the maid as prostitute,thats what my maid saw the last time.Before she went back.She saw the maid behind opening the door to let this man go into her room and then.AHERM.You know what happen la.How did my maid know?Because the stupid maid didn't close the curtains when she was AHERM-ING.Yeah.Luckily I didn't see anything.If not my eyes sure spoil one.Anyway,few months after that,they sent all their maids home.So I guess they found out la.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess thats all for today.I guess I will keep whining until my new maid comes(which is never going to happen).I guess I have to accept the fact that I have to learn this for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I definitely wanna stress that I would never become a house wife!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1846506485376081431?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1846506485376081431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1846506485376081431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1846506485376081431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1846506485376081431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/maid.html' title='Maid.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4692485660372124408</id><published>2008-09-23T15:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:45:37.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo's Party!</title><content type='html'>Joey is celebrating her last birthday party with us in her house.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay over at her house last Friday with Wenli and Florence,but my parents didn't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;So my mum offered to send me and Adeline to her house at about 10.30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;When we reach her house,we got down and ran up to her room but couldn't find them.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Adeline thought that they wanna scare us.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk quietly and then we still couldn't find them anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that Adeline called them and found out that they were actually sleeping in the other room.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;So we pushed open the door and sure enough.Two pigs jumped up as if they saw a ghost.Florence saw us cause she was awake.&lt;br /&gt;I messaged her early in the morning and she said that they were sleeping as if they were dead.Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of us tried on the Afro hair that Joey bought from plaza pelangi which cost RM36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoLqCaKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tS-i3yrn6WQ/s1600-h/n715712433_895930_5928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoLqCaKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tS-i3yrn6WQ/s400/n715712433_895930_5928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123077396261026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihngu-yzI/AAAAAAAAA9c/by3fxEibf7E/s1600-h/n715712433_895905_9741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihngu-yzI/AAAAAAAAA9c/by3fxEibf7E/s400/n715712433_895905_9741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123065874271026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihnyHCYLI/AAAAAAAAA9k/RlDbZSYeetU/s1600-h/n715712433_895907_1143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihnyHCYLI/AAAAAAAAA9k/RlDbZSYeetU/s400/n715712433_895907_1143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123070538571954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Joey's movie room to watch some movies and also do some karaoke.We watch Grease and also The Strangers.We all danced to Grease and keep comparing how good Grease was compared to High School Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few more pictures with the RM2.90(even cheaper) nerd glasses.I haven;t paid Joey yet.Just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2HQTXtI/AAAAAAAAA-E/HlkvmNQlPfo/s1600-h/n715712433_896020_4956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2HQTXtI/AAAAAAAAA-E/HlkvmNQlPfo/s400/n715712433_896020_4956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123316732747474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoOlGYOI/AAAAAAAAA90/bjIKOv69ZBE/s1600-h/n715712433_896017_2752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoOlGYOI/AAAAAAAAA90/bjIKOv69ZBE/s400/n715712433_896017_2752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123078180856034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoPexR8I/AAAAAAAAA98/5wGb1HGSOpM/s1600-h/n715712433_896018_3450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoPexR8I/AAAAAAAAA98/5wGb1HGSOpM/s400/n715712433_896018_3450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123078422742978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2GaW2NI/AAAAAAAAA-M/bgcnY21AbXM/s1600-h/n715712433_896026_6079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2GaW2NI/AAAAAAAAA-M/bgcnY21AbXM/s400/n715712433_896026_6079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123316506482898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were watching Strangers,Wenli waited and waited for the scariest part of the show and then SNAPP!All our shocked faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Adeline were the free entertainers of the night singing and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2E0VYfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/YssNz6kiRpQ/s1600-h/n715712433_896037_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2E0VYfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/YssNz6kiRpQ/s400/n715712433_896037_2298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123316078567922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2elZUOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/D_G45YYY15g/s1600-h/n715712433_896038_3080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNih2elZUOI/AAAAAAAAA-c/D_G45YYY15g/s400/n715712433_896038_3080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249123322995232994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see.Im the nerd and she is the cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all before the party started.We went upstaires to bathe and change and then I got into my nerd outfit and this is my nerd wife,Wenli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNigwKJfmrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_syV6q1ap-Y/s1600-h/n715712433_896059_6418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNigwKJfmrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_syV6q1ap-Y/s400/n715712433_896059_6418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249122114918652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We look like such a sweet couple right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to take the pictures that Wenli uploaded in facebook into my blog.AWW MAN!You will see the pictures when I get it from my pendrive.Sigh.&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/444170643387363960-4692485660372124408?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4692485660372124408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4692485660372124408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4692485660372124408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4692485660372124408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Jo&apos;s Party!'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SNihoLqCaKI/AAAAAAAAA9s/tS-i3yrn6WQ/s72-c/n715712433_895930_5928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1035901693866012562</id><published>2008-09-16T18:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:52:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays.</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday I went to eat at this Bak Kut Teh shop near Plaza Angsana.I forgot to take down the name of the shop but it looks dirty and got alot of people.Like Sauna like that cause very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went in and then my mum ordered fish,bak kut teh,toufu and a vege.When we wanted to choose the vege then the aunty showed us this which was damn cute.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-LncZjT4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/waa7H5QJmoU/s1600-h/13092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-LncZjT4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/waa7H5QJmoU/s400/13092008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246565600664440706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the man brought this plate of bawang and I have no idea what to out table.It was damn smelly but my dad loved it.So he went to take more from the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8Y6LFpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/f2TnIAZj3IQ/s1600-h/13092008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8Y6LFpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/f2TnIAZj3IQ/s400/13092008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246564860993148562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the toufu came.Man it was damn delicious.The thickness of the toufu was just nice and it was soft and the meat was cut very very fine-ly.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8mk76OI/AAAAAAAAA8M/SnAULZtytyk/s1600-h/13092008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8mk76OI/AAAAAAAAA8M/SnAULZtytyk/s400/13092008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246564864662169826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish was heavenly man!The taste of the leave.The gravy of the fish.Mt sister drank the gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K87KY8HI/AAAAAAAAA8U/G1H8GA-B-zI/s1600-h/13092008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K87KY8HI/AAAAAAAAA8U/G1H8GA-B-zI/s400/13092008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246564870187970674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bak kut teh soup was so medicinal but I like it very much.Very different.Very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8ynqqEI/AAAAAAAAA8c/dDd3kyTD20M/s1600-h/13092008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K8ynqqEI/AAAAAAAAA8c/dDd3kyTD20M/s400/13092008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246564867894847554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vege was not to salty.Just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K9Ci5EqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/3SXrf0VL_II/s1600-h/13092008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-K9Ci5EqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/3SXrf0VL_II/s400/13092008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246564872169788066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there was damn good although the place is dirty la.I saw alot of Singaporeans there also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I went to my grand-ma's house to have dinner cause it was mid-autumn festival.So we had steam boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle just bought a new Iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister brought another Iphone.&lt;br /&gt;SO TWO IPHONES IN A DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-Lndrm7TI/AAAAAAAAA80/j--HurBT0DA/s1600-h/14092008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-Lndrm7TI/AAAAAAAAA80/j--HurBT0DA/s400/14092008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246565601008610610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-LnhsFcHI/AAAAAAAAA88/XeQm9FkObf4/s1600-h/14092008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-LnhsFcHI/AAAAAAAAA88/XeQm9FkObf4/s400/14092008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246565602084352114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The older iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-Lnpq78lI/AAAAAAAAA9M/GT37w4ir19Q/s1600-h/14092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-Lnpq78lI/AAAAAAAAA9M/GT37w4ir19Q/s400/14092008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246565604227019346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newer iphone.Bought from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle doesn't know how to operate the iphone cause he lauya.So I ask him to lend it to me for one week but he turn my request down.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone looks cool la.But for a person who likes to message like me,I don't think I wanna use the iphone.So hard to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.Thats how I spend my Sunday.&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/444170643387363960-1035901693866012562?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1035901693866012562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1035901693866012562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1035901693866012562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1035901693866012562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/sundays.html' title='Sundays.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SM-LncZjT4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/waa7H5QJmoU/s72-c/13092008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6097536360568551054</id><published>2008-09-15T19:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:57:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Precious Life Is.</title><content type='html'>I have just found out how precious life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the song and read what I wrote.It will provide the sad feeling in you,you might even start tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea but I kind of relate this song,Come Home by One Republic to this.&lt;br /&gt;The song doesn't mean that it has to be a girl guy relationship la. It seems like the song actually ask someone to come home knowing that it never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhH6v2j07Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhH6v2j07Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home,come home.I have been waiting for you for so long.But will she ever return?She has gone to live with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's mom just passed away last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was crying her eyeballs out in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have any mood to do anything at all as she was feeling down and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friends asked her not to be sad but how could she?I mean its her mum,the most precious person in her life.The one that nags at her everytime.The one that ask her to do stuff.The one she tells her secrets and stuff to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no one can ever take her mom's place.But I'm just saying this from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can never feel what she is feeling but I feel very sad for her knowing that her mother passed away so suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know crying would be the best way to ease the pain just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess when she hears people laughing in class,the wouldn't have the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it's your mum and she is the closest person in your life and I can imagine the feeling,the thought of her remembering her mother will move her to tears.The things that she has done and sacrificed for her and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is gone and nothing can bring her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was noisy and the girls were laughing out loud but I saw her crying at the corner.At her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shed a tear for her during addmaths lesson without anyone knowing after I saw her crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she was trying to put up a strong self but on the inside,she is actually very weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find her very brave to go through all this and I send my condolences to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't approach her to talk to her cause I was afraid I will make her cry and then I will start crying.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I praise God that I have family and I also thank Him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,everyone should treasure the people around you and not wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is worth dying to find out what life is"-T.S Eliot&lt;br /&gt;"To not think of dying, is to not think of living"-Jann Arden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6097536360568551054?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6097536360568551054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6097536360568551054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6097536360568551054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6097536360568551054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-precious-life-is.html' title='How Precious Life Is.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5989873593501730869</id><published>2008-09-13T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:26:16.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owh Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this song.The title is Roses and it's by Meg and Dia.Their voices are really sweet and soothing to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rNLdUajcIgU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rNLdUajcIgU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joey doesn't have a voice now and so she has been writing everything down on a piece of paper.The paper is in her file.The things that we write on her paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinfang is practically sighing everyday.When we ask her why she say nothing.I'm seriously bored and have nothing to do at home but study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's blog tag box has been spammed and I'm freaking pissed with the person who did that.Wait until I find out who did it and you will suffer in Convent Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I think that I'm interested in poems after reading the one my sister read to me.I found some pretty nice one's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinking of You Everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People always have this to say&lt;br /&gt;That distance will make love drifts away&lt;br /&gt;If out of sight you have to stay&lt;br /&gt;Out of mind it will be one fine day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For me I know my love will never sway&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many miles between us lay&lt;br /&gt;Without you near the days may be grey&lt;br /&gt;But this love inside me makes everything ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not always as flimsy as they portray&lt;br /&gt;Because when absence comes into play&lt;br /&gt;The heart simple grows fonder without delay&lt;br /&gt;I know mine does as I think of you everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took the poem from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shortsweetpoems.com/"&gt;http://shortsweetpoems.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla I'm bored.I realise that I lost my blogging sense already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5989873593501730869?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5989873593501730869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5989873593501730869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5989873593501730869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5989873593501730869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/owh-man.html' title='Owh Man.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2293741993240760145</id><published>2008-09-08T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:47:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were always there.</title><content type='html'>My sister showed me this poem.&lt;br /&gt;So due to the word plagiarism that I learn in English,I'm going to write the author of this sweet poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU WERE ALWAYS THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I needed someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes filled with tears, my heart filled with pain, and&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;There was no time when I had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;to come to you because&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;I could see in your eyes you wanted to help,and that you really cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was down and blue&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;No matter my problems,are what was wrong&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I felt like nothing matters&lt;br /&gt;You were always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone, and I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and think of you, and how&lt;br /&gt;You were always there.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to look at the pictures and get memories of you&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me now?&lt;br /&gt;At night I pray, and speak to you&lt;br /&gt;I guess you were right when you told me no matter how far you were&lt;br /&gt;You would always be there.&lt;br /&gt;I know one day I'll see you again, but till then I have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it hurts to hear your name, and speak of you&lt;br /&gt;One thing I will always say is&lt;br /&gt;You were always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by :&lt;br /&gt;ZAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very sweet right?Like a puppy love kind of poem.XD&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could write that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2293741993240760145?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2293741993240760145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2293741993240760145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2293741993240760145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2293741993240760145'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine.Yeah I have been staying up every night until 1 to do some studying,reading and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wake up in the morning for my piano class then you say I lazy?&lt;br /&gt;What the heck?&lt;br /&gt;Then when I play computer you say I never study then keep playing computer.&lt;br /&gt;Then you expect me to say,MUM I'M GOING TO STUDY NOW AR!&lt;br /&gt;So lame right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you are to wonder what I'm thinking about at night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking how am I going to plan for the Christmas concert.What song choir is going to sing.What performances to put in.Who is in charge of what in the concert.Who to invite.How to make the invitations.OMG!So many things.Thinking about how to raise money for interact some more.And other stuff that can't be said here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't go to the library yesterday due to some matters.Sad la.I should have went.They had so much fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey,look at your picture man.OMG!I kesiankan you.No face already.Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SMNvPX1vmPI/AAAAAAAAA78/k18RDEuj6ms/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SMNvPX1vmPI/AAAAAAAAA78/k18RDEuj6ms/s400/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243156701077543154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so interested in watching wall-ee although my cousin said that it is a horrible show.But from what I heard on the radio,the reviews were quite good.Let's watch it next week friday can ar,Joey?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah!Helen you lucky girl!I can't believe that you are going for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avril's Best Damn Thing Concert&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore.You should have bought a ticket for me.Then I can teman you since you are going there alone.Last time you went to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click five&lt;/span&gt;,Now Avril!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-6280796208357962054?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6280796208357962054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=6280796208357962054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6280796208357962054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/6280796208357962054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SMNvPX1vmPI/AAAAAAAAA78/k18RDEuj6ms/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3024190113666366620</id><published>2008-09-06T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:37:48.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I woke up at 9 today and did some addmaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprised?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me too.I had enough of bad results already so I decided to work harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mom brought us for breakfast.Eat prawn mee again.I eat prawn mee every Saturday cause my parents love to eat there.Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom took me and my sister to the market which was utterly terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I went to the market,I saw this lady vomit on the floor.Then the next person went to step on it.OMFG!So disgusting.So I don't really like going there.So today my mom wanted to buy some fruits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this malay lady ask my mom,"NI YAO SHEN ME SHUI GUO?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my mum answered in ,"&lt;strong&gt;Zhou mi ye lei ge ping guo kum yong ka&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the malay lady answered,"Hou hou sek ke le!Hou tim ga!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'm like what the hell?I also don't know how to speak then the malay lady know how to speak.Then my mom was like,"She very clever one ar!Hokkien ar,Malay ar,Chinese ar,English ar,Cantonese ar.Everything also bao ka liao!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I'm like okay la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stupid la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh yea,with all the scandals in school and all the &lt;strong&gt;LURVE&lt;/strong&gt; being in the air.I slowly understand what the tv shows mean when they say,a friend can change because of a guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not pin pointing to anyone here okay.Don't get too perasan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In school not only I get teased now of days.Then comes Joey and you-know-who.And Chinfang with we-all-know-who.So this has been going on for weeks already and the only thing that we can talk about in class is about you-know-who,we-all-know-who and haha.So why am I putting them as you-know-who and we-all-know-who and not their names cause I seriously don't wanna die in their hands on Monday in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see,scandals have been spreading.So are rumours about this person liking another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Convent girls have any better things to do then to create scandals?&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH.I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Wenli said in her blog about hating September because of all the birthdays and also cause of the people seem to be so true for now.She also said about how Nessa is cursing too much.That is totally true.&lt;br /&gt;All the vulgarity hurts my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Joey,Chinfang and Wenli is going to say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yea righttt&lt;/span&gt; when I say that.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer crashed a few days ago and now its back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'M BACK IN BUSINESS.=)&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/444170643387363960-3024190113666366620?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3024190113666366620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3024190113666366620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3024190113666366620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3024190113666366620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1377796477169908211</id><published>2008-09-01T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:36:16.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanged</title><content type='html'>I didn't even know what was innit and what is nang and dang until I registered into nuffnang.Then I learn how to make my own innit when I saw the create own innit or something.Then I found out that you can actually nang yourself and also you can dang other people.I also found out that some people love to dang people who nang themself.So I decided to post this cause Im curious why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry to those who do not understand.Just a curiousity post for all the nuffnangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some people hate it when you nang yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause people will think that you damn perasan your post is damn good.Thats why you nang yourself.There are even some nuffnangers who purposely wanna dang you when they find out that you nang yourself.Isn't it funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me why some nuffnangers hate people who nang themself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I nang myself.But I try not to this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the excuses that the self nangers give when asked why they nang themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Im a new blogger ma,then I don't know how to do this thing.HA-HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I don't want to be so stupid to not nang my own post when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I'm proud to be a blogger for nuffnang and so I want to nang my own post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)If I don't nang my own post,nobody will nang my post.Then nobody read how?Then my blog won't be popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)I don't know la!I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; click nang.Yea right.AS IF LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some nuffnangers nang themself???&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who love themself,change it.&lt;br /&gt;To those tho love to dang people.Don't la,kesian them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1377796477169908211?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1377796477169908211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1377796477169908211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1377796477169908211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1377796477169908211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/09/nanged.html' title='Nanged'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4918178988717174480</id><published>2008-08-31T16:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:43:36.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic week.</title><content type='html'>This week have been really hectic for me.With convent installation,staying over in Wan Ri's house,going for family day.Some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went for the Family day at CIC Church.I Michelle wanted me to kena dunk,so I said okay.Here is the picture.Christopher was delighted to help me put eggs into the flour and water into the pail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqUIOvGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/o5nBLlI5Y0Y/s1600-h/31082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqUIOvGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/o5nBLlI5Y0Y/s400/31082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594202333461602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me.Good right?Leroy did the throwing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are the pictures the night before our install.We use Wanri's Mac notebook to take this pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVE89ScTI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QDMn65MB-s0/s1600-h/n715712433_829848_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVE89ScTI/AAAAAAAAA6c/QDMn65MB-s0/s400/n715712433_829848_1844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594659970019634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVFB3MdiI/AAAAAAAAA6k/L2NSDdAtzxg/s1600-h/n715712433_829846_868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVFB3MdiI/AAAAAAAAA6k/L2NSDdAtzxg/s400/n715712433_829846_868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594661286639138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqThXAhI/AAAAAAAAA58/PcCtdK2PHZE/s1600-h/n715712433_829853_2303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqThXAhI/AAAAAAAAA58/PcCtdK2PHZE/s400/n715712433_829853_2303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594202170425874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqg-CcVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/WjVzaVvDO2w/s1600-h/n715712433_829852_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqg-CcVI/AAAAAAAAA6E/WjVzaVvDO2w/s400/n715712433_829852_1928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594205780373842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqvF0NzI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nzXb3i3YJoA/s1600-h/n715712433_829851_1567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqvF0NzI/AAAAAAAAA6M/nzXb3i3YJoA/s400/n715712433_829851_1567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594209571092274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVE0mCiRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/N_8m1I7K0z0/s1600-h/n715712433_829849_816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpVE0mCiRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/N_8m1I7K0z0/s400/n715712433_829849_816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240594657725024530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked happy in all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONVENT 21ST INSTALLATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1HP1nzI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9KBCfpEz9oM/s1600-h/n557913236_904939_6790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1HP1nzI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9KBCfpEz9oM/s400/n557913236_904939_6790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598785900781362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our theme this year!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpZK4Zp0AI/AAAAAAAAA70/lLcChq7UoZQ/s1600-h/n557913236_904864_2532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpZK4Zp0AI/AAAAAAAAA70/lLcChq7UoZQ/s400/n557913236_904864_2532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240599159872540674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our backdrop.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMOig-KI/AAAAAAAAA60/SJiLfQyjlY0/s1600-h/n557913236_904782_6178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMOig-KI/AAAAAAAAA60/SJiLfQyjlY0/s400/n557913236_904782_6178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598083483531426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMOP6jvI/AAAAAAAAA68/YrJi6BZeI8M/s1600-h/n557913236_904794_726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMOP6jvI/AAAAAAAAA68/YrJi6BZeI8M/s400/n557913236_904794_726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598083405516530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMSj5uaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/G6A7QGnkQkg/s1600-h/n557913236_904798_4930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMSj5uaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/G6A7QGnkQkg/s400/n557913236_904798_4930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598084563089826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMfo_XdI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vo8ote8oA5Q/s1600-h/n557913236_904937_4875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMfo_XdI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vo8ote8oA5Q/s400/n557913236_904937_4875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598088074091986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMhOcNeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/PCujVS9z8QA/s1600-h/n557913236_904938_5858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpYMhOcNeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/PCujVS9z8QA/s400/n557913236_904938_5858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598088499607010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1RWfAtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/2bmPL9Kdg5A/s1600-h/n557913236_904940_7739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1RWfAtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/2bmPL9Kdg5A/s400/n557913236_904940_7739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598788613014226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1QDRkhI/AAAAAAAAA7s/bLZOJL53OQc/s1600-h/n557913236_904941_8689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpY1QDRkhI/AAAAAAAAA7s/bLZOJL53OQc/s400/n557913236_904941_8689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240598788264006162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4918178988717174480?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4918178988717174480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4918178988717174480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4918178988717174480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4918178988717174480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic week.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLpUqUIOvGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/o5nBLlI5Y0Y/s72-c/31082008%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4062604303830377677</id><published>2008-08-27T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:23:43.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I killed you</title><content type='html'>I killed something today!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLUp3x5QOTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/b8OW7SEYIPo/s1600-h/Frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLUp3x5QOTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/b8OW7SEYIPo/s400/Frog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239139779778459954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lenny the frog,may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;This was what I did during Biology class today.&lt;br /&gt;Our group had to dissect a frog today and I was so freaking scared at first.&lt;br /&gt;I went to borrow a glove from Jessie and  ran to my Biology class cause I was late.&lt;br /&gt;So the students were suppose to put the frogs into a so called  "container" and the lab assistant has to put the chloroform  into the container to put the frogs to sleep.No one except Ainaa dared to put the frog into the container.So I wore my gloves and gave it a shot.I took the frogs and put it into the container.As usual,everyone was practically shouting when I did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also said,"Kim!I thought just now you very scared?!Now so daring?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.I also didn't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the frogs in the container started to all faint.They struggled before the eventually faint la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was the one who took the frog out from the container and we started dissecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my group members have different jobs.Me and Shu Ling were the one dissecting and Xinyi was the one giving us the dissecting materials while Yanjun Video everything on her camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we cut his stomach.Remove the skin from his stomach.Cut from is "asshole" all the way to its mouth.Open his  skin and then we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLUojiZYCLI/AAAAAAAAA5c/MhcSSKsjsAE/s1600-h/293378159_8ccc6629c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLUojiZYCLI/AAAAAAAAA5c/MhcSSKsjsAE/s400/293378159_8ccc6629c2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239138332509210802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's heart was beating and we saw every part of it's body.The lungs,the heart,the stomach,the liver,the big intestines,the small intestines.EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we took out every part of its body but it's heart was still pumping!So we remove his heart.&lt;br /&gt;Then it died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May You rest in peace,Lenny my beloved frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the future of all scientist and mankind,Lenny died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:The original pictures will be posted soon.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4062604303830377677?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4062604303830377677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4062604303830377677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4062604303830377677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4062604303830377677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-killed-you.html' title='I killed you'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLUp3x5QOTI/AAAAAAAAA5k/b8OW7SEYIPo/s72-c/Frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3926938092085682478</id><published>2008-08-26T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:26:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt that the friend you trusted the most would be the one that stab you in the back unknowingly or when you assume that they trust and believe every word you say but when they turn around they think your talking crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;I hate life.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored so I might as well do this survey.Tagged by Kua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Name: Kimberly Goh JK&lt;br /&gt;* Birth date: Johor Bahru&lt;br /&gt;* Birthplace: Klinik&lt;br /&gt;* Current Location:Malaysia,JB,home&lt;br /&gt;* Eye color: Black&lt;br /&gt;* Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;* Righty or lefty: Righty!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Your heritage: Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;* The shoes you wore today: My mum's slippers,school shoes&lt;br /&gt;* Your weakness: Lazy&lt;br /&gt;* Your fears: Ghost!&lt;br /&gt;* Your perfect pizza: Filled with everything except crust and extra cheese.&lt;br /&gt;* Goal you'd like to achieve in life: Live a life that will satisfy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Your most overused phrase on MSN : Same as Kua,"hahahah"&lt;br /&gt;* Your first waking thoughts: How come I just fall asleep only then my alarm clock ring already?!&lt;br /&gt;* Your best physical feature: LOL!Nowhere.Everywhere is the same.&lt;br /&gt;* Your most missed memory: My grandma!='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pepsi or Coke:Coke&lt;br /&gt;* McDonald's or Burger King: Mcd!&lt;br /&gt;* Single or group dates: Group!&lt;br /&gt;* Adidas or Nike:Nike!&lt;br /&gt;* Lipton Ice tea or Nestea: Lipton Ice tea!&lt;br /&gt;* Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;* Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A famous person, dead or alive, would you interview: Elbert Einstein.Ask him why is he so smart,then take a few tips from him.&lt;br /&gt;* Movie can you watch and say the lines along with the actors: None.Im not so free to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;* Name two of your passions in life: singing and slacking&lt;br /&gt;* Least favorite time of day: Early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* use hairspray or gel: neither&lt;br /&gt;* Your favorite meal: Anything with meat that's why I'm so fat.XD&lt;br /&gt;* Color on the inside of your head when you close your eyes: Black.&lt;br /&gt;* Listen to classical music: Yeap.But not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;* Ever said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; in real life without thinking about it: Yeah!Definitely.Unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I malas to tag anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3926938092085682478?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3926938092085682478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3926938092085682478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3926938092085682478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3926938092085682478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4022251014086844724</id><published>2008-08-25T16:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:46:02.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka Trip.</title><content type='html'>I went to Melaka last week for a short holiday just to eat the food there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that the pictures didn't turn out as nice as the colour of the food.The memory card of the camera that I brought to Melaka was corrupted.So I couldn't take any pictures with it.I use my mobile which was only 2megapixel.Sad.By the way,all the food places that I went to are in Jonker street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was the chicken rice ball shop.An uncle of mine say chicken ball rice!LOL.Anyway,we queued up for a very long time before we actually get to have a place to sit.My dad says the guy is very arrogant.The food was good,so I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ5DCY-1JI/AAAAAAAAA4M/48MuooJMlKQ/s1600-h/24082008%28031%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ5DCY-1JI/AAAAAAAAA4M/48MuooJMlKQ/s400/24082008%28031%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238382409673528466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The name of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ5Cz3blgI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BzGUg4o4gP8/s1600-h/24082008%28030%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ5Cz3blgI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BzGUg4o4gP8/s400/24082008%28030%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238382405774710274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The amount of people queuing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the shop that we wanted to go into.But the queue was so long all the tables were full.So we didn't get to go there to eat.Sigh.I heard alot stars use to eat there and it was featured on the newspaper and on tv before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2lMJf-5I/AAAAAAAAA3c/z_kfnIClOw0/s1600-h/24082008%28022%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2lMJf-5I/AAAAAAAAA3c/z_kfnIClOw0/s400/24082008%28022%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238379697873615762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we went to eat in the shop across this shop.Very few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0csNL4kI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Me2VTPdqgPM/s1600-h/23082008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0csNL4kI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Me2VTPdqgPM/s400/23082008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377352836932162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0c3UKvuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ng57USugeXc/s1600-h/23082008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0c3UKvuI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ng57USugeXc/s400/23082008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377355819007714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cendol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dJ44wdI/AAAAAAAAA2s/gtHutpAjkBs/s1600-h/23082008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dJ44wdI/AAAAAAAAA2s/gtHutpAjkBs/s400/23082008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377360804856274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to the Newton Hawker centre next to makhota parade to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2kkfCljI/AAAAAAAAA3E/sO9rNzZgThA/s1600-h/23082008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2kkfCljI/AAAAAAAAA3E/sO9rNzZgThA/s400/23082008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238379687226545714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Claypot rice which was famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2k8v4oKI/AAAAAAAAA3M/gQogzGZyEIQ/s1600-h/23082008%28020%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ2k8v4oKI/AAAAAAAAA3M/gQogzGZyEIQ/s400/23082008%28020%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238379693739647138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad ordered the Bak Kut Teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ7EXdwsVI/AAAAAAAAA4U/L8LmPvhXVkg/s1600-h/23082008%28022%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ7EXdwsVI/AAAAAAAAA4U/L8LmPvhXVkg/s400/23082008%28022%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238384631533842770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The oyster with egg.I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dXleQII/AAAAAAAAA20/weItUkRD9XI/s1600-h/23082008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dXleQII/AAAAAAAAA20/weItUkRD9XI/s400/23082008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377364481523842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pork Satay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dmo4lDI/AAAAAAAAA28/P0jmLYP2Hbs/s1600-h/23082008%28021%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ0dmo4lDI/AAAAAAAAA28/P0jmLYP2Hbs/s400/23082008%28021%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377368522363954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ikan Bakar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went back to the hotel after eating.We stayed in Equatorial hotel near the Dataran Merdeka mall.My dad didn't drive so we walked everywhere.However,we didn't get to eat nyonya food which was famous in Melaka because our trip was too short.When we went back to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO WE SAW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLAN WU!THE GUY WHO HOSTED AMAZING RACE!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to take a picture with him cause he was rushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ8c1_-geI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8pn3fRE6YDA/s1600-h/Allan_Wu_1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ8c1_-geI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8pn3fRE6YDA/s400/Allan_Wu_1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238386151558906338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home the next day after eating breakfast and lunch and Jonker street.No pictures because we were in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random pictures of Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-J3YkMrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ValXsFIe9yM/s1600-h/24082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-J3YkMrI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ValXsFIe9yM/s400/24082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388024536216242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from my hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-KCX6CsI/AAAAAAAAA4s/yv3D4Jwf4CI/s1600-h/24082008%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-KCX6CsI/AAAAAAAAA4s/yv3D4Jwf4CI/s400/24082008%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388027486243522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jonker street.I believe this is a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-KfEXBTI/AAAAAAAAA40/gqedmkBCmqM/s1600-h/24082008%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-KfEXBTI/AAAAAAAAA40/gqedmkBCmqM/s400/24082008%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388035188884786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a toilet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-Khu8XPI/AAAAAAAAA48/yiUIuul4kKM/s1600-h/24082008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-Khu8XPI/AAAAAAAAA48/yiUIuul4kKM/s400/24082008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388035904363762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Tukang Emas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-Kk8uSlI/AAAAAAAAA5E/UPLe0pX2f54/s1600-h/24082008%28020%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-Kk8uSlI/AAAAAAAAA5E/UPLe0pX2f54/s400/24082008%28020%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388036767468114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The amount of clogs available in just one shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-g-kQOtI/AAAAAAAAA5M/u3Ot-0D5xv8/s1600-h/24082008%28029%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ-g-kQOtI/AAAAAAAAA5M/u3Ot-0D5xv8/s400/24082008%28029%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238388421601278674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find this picture really nice.It's from the orang utan shop.&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/444170643387363960-4022251014086844724?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4022251014086844724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4022251014086844724' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4022251014086844724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4022251014086844724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/melaka-trip.html' title='Melaka Trip.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SLJ5DCY-1JI/AAAAAAAAA4M/48MuooJMlKQ/s72-c/24082008%28031%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4338341417536594198</id><published>2008-08-22T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:36:52.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News about the Olmpics again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I took it from Yahoo while I was searching for some stuff.I find it really interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The curse of "A Shot at Glory"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;             &lt;p class="byline"&gt;      By Maggie Hendricks     &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://f3.yahoofs.com/ymg/ept_sports_oly_experts__3/ept_sports_oly_experts-14055979-1219321281.jpg?ymCHv4_CAVUT4qnW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://f3.yahoofs.com/ymg/ept_sports_oly_experts__3/ept_sports_oly_experts-14055979-1219321281.jpg?ymCHv4_CAVUT4qnW" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the Olympics began, the HD television station Mojo ran a miniseries, "A Shot at Glory," which told the stories of eleven American Olympians. I enjoyed the series, but looking back, things did not go well for the athletes profiled. Consider:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Wrestler &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/daniel+cormier/241856/"&gt;Daniel Cormier&lt;/a&gt; had to drop out of the games after he was hospitalized just hours after weigh-in with kidney failure and other physical problems from cutting weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/wallace+spearmon/221876/"&gt;Wallace Spearmon&lt;/a&gt; ran the finals in the 200m, but was disqualified for crossing into a competitor's lane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Boxer &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/gary+russell+jr/221727/"&gt;Gary Russell Jr&lt;/a&gt;., a medal threat for the &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/"&gt;United States&lt;/a&gt;, dropped out of the games when he passed out while trying to make weight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Gymnast &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/samantha+peszek/221553/"&gt;Samantha Peszek&lt;/a&gt; sprained her ankle minutes before the women's qualification round, relegating her to one performance on the uneven parallel bars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Runner &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/tyson+gay/241604/"&gt;Tyson Gay&lt;/a&gt; injured his leg at the Olympic trials and didn't qualify for the 200m. He then didn't make the finals for the 100m, a race he was expected to medal in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Swimmer &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/kate+ziegler/222265/"&gt;Kate Ziegler&lt;/a&gt; did not make the finals in any of her events, though she was expected to medal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it very sad for all this Olympians to have to go through failure and disqualifications?I bet they will feel very disappointed cause they fail to get the Gold medal for their country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently He Kexin from China isn't the age that she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IOC orders investigation into He Kexin's age&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;             &lt;p class="byline"&gt;      By Chris Chase     &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://f3.yahoofs.com/ymg/ept_sports_oly_experts__3/ept_sports_oly_experts-270354941-1219350899.jpg?ym0V24_CxFICbLVp" align="right" border="0" hspace="8" /&gt;The International Olympic Committee has ordered an &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/sport/olympics/article4583174.ece?token=null&amp;amp;offset=0&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;investigation into the age of Chinese gymnast He Kexin&lt;/a&gt;, The Times of London reports. Faced with almost insurmountable evidence which suggests that He is two years younger than the birth date listed on her Chinese passport, the IOC has launched an inquiry that could result in the stripping of He's gold medals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This news comes on the heels of another Times report that details &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/sport/olympics/article4578241.ece"&gt;the findings of a New York computer security expert&lt;/a&gt; who found official Chinese documents that list He's age as 14 years and 220 days. &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/nzl/mike+walker/219224/"&gt;Mike Walker&lt;/a&gt; used a Chinese search engine's cache feature to find He's actual date of birth on spreadsheets from a Chinese government website. The spreadsheets were taken down off the site recently and He's name had been removed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assuming the IOC is committed to a real investigation and not some dog and pony show, the revelation that the Chinese government covered up the ages of gymnasts could end up being the defining moment of these Games for the host country. Officials wanted the Olympics to be a coming out party for a new &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/chn/"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;. But while the Games have been a huge success, there is a legitimate possibility that China's legacy from Beijing '08 will be that of a massive government cover-up, not the magical Opening Ceremony or the transformation of Beijing or anything else positive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the good work China did to put on these Olympics could be forgotten because of an unnecessary, arrogant move by the government. Why risk everything to put a 14-year old in the competition when they could have replaced her with an of-age 16-year old gymnast? Sure, He is a better gymnast than the Chinese gymnasts who were eligible to compete, but with the judges they had at the Olympics, would it really have mattered?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My thoughts :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt that if the people in charge of the gymnast want to lie about their age,wouldn't they have thought about the consequences?If they have thought about it,why would they even wanna lie about their age?To get caught?To create a controversy?To get disqualified?This will only decrease the number of Gold medals that China will get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hah.Till then,Im going to Melaka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4338341417536594198?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4338341417536594198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4338341417536594198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4338341417536594198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4338341417536594198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/news-about-olmpics-again.html' title='News about the Olmpics again.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3015161990391490171</id><published>2008-08-22T16:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:17:12.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look nicer without smiling</title><content type='html'>I seriously think I look nicer without smiling.In fact I think I look nicer if I do all those lame and make weird and ugly faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SK6AiOayDKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/HC4XQkzFFuM/s1600-h/DSC03433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SK6AiOayDKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/HC4XQkzFFuM/s400/DSC03433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237264742152801442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SK6KFZnrOpI/AAAAAAAAA2U/e8dFEpj6HAU/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SK6KFZnrOpI/AAAAAAAAA2U/e8dFEpj6HAU/s400/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237275242059741842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink skirts,hair open centre parting,posing like an idiot.WTH!&lt;br /&gt;I think I look ugly with or without a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,Joey,Ellena,Florence,Wenli and Lien went out the other day to Tebrau city for shopping and also to catch a movie.We went to watch Dark Night.I know!We ketinggalan zaman.The ticket was cheap okay!Only RM7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie and after all the food that me and Joey had,we went back to Joey's house for the sleep over.We watch this super supposingly sad and romantic movie,The Notebook.It didn't apply to me.I only cried at the end of the movie when I found out they died together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we talked and we slept at 4.About 6 in the morning I woke up cause I felt so hot in the room.Then Florence realise that the air-con was offed.So Florence called Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flo : Jo!Jo!&lt;br /&gt;Joey : EN&lt;br /&gt;Flo : Go turn on the air-con&lt;br /&gt;Joey : EN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Florence waited for Joey to on the air-con again.She didn't even move!Sleep talking!So Florence went to on the fan instead.That girl ar.Sleep like a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up late that was at around 11 and then we went for brunch then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about how to cut the song for the class choir.&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3015161990391490171?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3015161990391490171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3015161990391490171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3015161990391490171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3015161990391490171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-look-nicer-without-smiling.html' title='I look nicer without smiling'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SK6AiOayDKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/HC4XQkzFFuM/s72-c/DSC03433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7840847750603980442</id><published>2008-08-18T12:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:03:59.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPICS.</title><content type='html'>I have been watching the Olympics every single day since the opening ceremony.My favourite has been swimming, volleyball, gymnastics and badminton.I shall forget the fact that Malaysia lost to China in the badminton singles final and focus on the bright sight of the games.I get to spend the whole day,glued on to the tv watching all my favourite sports.   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why I love watching the Olympics?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love watching the Olympics because,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1) I get to see new people breaking world and Olympic records.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2) How good the athletes get every year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3)Good looking athletes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4)The beautiful structures that were built just because of the Olympics.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would like to stress on the amount of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;good-looking athletes and the record breakers this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Micheal Phelps created history when he won 8 goal medals this time round in the 8 &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;swimming event that he participated in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkFZYKO_3I/AAAAAAAAA10/3S_pzgfS19w/s1600-h/2008_08_17t203817_339x450_us_olympics_nbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkFZYKO_3I/AAAAAAAAA10/3S_pzgfS19w/s400/2008_08_17t203817_339x450_us_olympics_nbc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721975335157618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Micheal Phelps(swimming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkE9iT8TXI/AAAAAAAAA1s/pjT3bXx1aJ0/s1600-h/b66043f496e2b3154c57d5b821000d83-getty-81972615dm001_olympics_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkE9iT8TXI/AAAAAAAAA1s/pjT3bXx1aJ0/s400/b66043f496e2b3154c57d5b821000d83-getty-81972615dm001_olympics_day_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721497023892850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fastest man on earth,Usain Bolt.Like lightning bolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good looking athletes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkCiOhMWFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/fULPqUYIKfw/s1600-h/4dde642ef2cef828fa7909b14901f67b-getty-81973352ps085_olympics_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkCiOhMWFI/AAAAAAAAA1c/fULPqUYIKfw/s400/4dde642ef2cef828fa7909b14901f67b-getty-81973352ps085_olympics_day_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235718828831037522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkCRKwHvSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Rf8IUPUFCw0/s1600-h/69e6ea3c21d50f62ac29a122406e03e8-getty-81972701sb021_olympics_day_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkCRKwHvSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Rf8IUPUFCw0/s400/69e6ea3c21d50f62ac29a122406e03e8-getty-81972701sb021_olympics_day_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235718535762132258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lee Yongdae(right) the badminton player from Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkB6Sg97bI/AAAAAAAAA1E/yq83qgtLSIY/s1600-h/0b0235e85aa5cb6cb1475aeee2c07600-getty-oly-2008-gymnastics-ger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkB6Sg97bI/AAAAAAAAA1E/yq83qgtLSIY/s400/0b0235e85aa5cb6cb1475aeee2c07600-getty-oly-2008-gymnastics-ger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235718142709067186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fabian Hambuechen(Gymnast from Germany)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkD2r5fQ2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/DXQCcpaPk5c/s1600-h/40ac19af6fe1d0112e289432134dc709-getty-oly-2008-gymnastics-final-podium-jpn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkD2r5fQ2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/DXQCcpaPk5c/s400/40ac19af6fe1d0112e289432134dc709-getty-oly-2008-gymnastics-final-podium-jpn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235720279826580322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kohei Uchimura form Japan(gymnastics)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The wonderful architecture of the ice cube and the Birds nest in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkG8Rj7OQI/AAAAAAAAA18/bdqGlp3S-d4/s1600-h/xinsrc_4d98080ea80a4a7fb7e86504296a6931_xinsrc_cd92801413f04cae92f21545a049de94_venue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkG8Rj7OQI/AAAAAAAAA18/bdqGlp3S-d4/s400/xinsrc_4d98080ea80a4a7fb7e86504296a6931_xinsrc_cd92801413f04cae92f21545a049de94_venue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723674370914562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkHDZ_12GI/AAAAAAAAA2E/w54Xxyn6ZaM/s1600-h/xinsrc_b64943a069b04adf802c395e381a6dad_venue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkHDZ_12GI/AAAAAAAAA2E/w54Xxyn6ZaM/s400/xinsrc_b64943a069b04adf802c395e381a6dad_venue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723796894570594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Liu Xiang from China won't be joining the hurdles because of an injury.To find out more,&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/track_field/news;_ylt=AtcbJFEyPkWRM57oAFQBZxSVTZd4?slug=ap-ath-trackandfield-heats&amp;amp;prov=ap&amp;amp;type=lgns"&gt;http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/track_field/news;_ylt=AtcbJFEyPkWRM57oAFQBZxSVTZd4?slug=ap-ath-trackandfield-heats&amp;amp;prov=ap&amp;amp;type=lgns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-7840847750603980442?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7840847750603980442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7840847750603980442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7840847750603980442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7840847750603980442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='OLYMPICS.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKkFZYKO_3I/AAAAAAAAA10/3S_pzgfS19w/s72-c/2008_08_17t203817_339x450_us_olympics_nbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4004343308660279872</id><published>2008-08-17T23:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:56:20.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chong Wei lost RM700k</title><content type='html'>LEE CHONG WEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was no match against Lin Dan today.Lin Dan was in top form and he wanted the gold medal really badly because he did really badly for the Athen's Olympics.Chong Wei didn't perform as well as he did usually.Most probably because he was very very nervous because the whole crowd of China people in the badminton stadium were shouting "Lin Dan JIA YOU!"Even if there were people shouting for Malaysia,I couldn't hear it as there were so many Chinese people there.Chong Wei did his best and although he didn't manage to get the gold medal,he still manages to get a silver and also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM300,000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the Star newspaper,&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/thestar.com.my/sports/story.asp?file=/2008/8/17/olympics/20080817214123&amp;amp;sec=olympics"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/sports/story.asp?file=/2008/8/17/olympics/20080817214123&amp;amp;sec=olympics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="story_content"&gt;        &lt;p&gt;BEIJING: Lee Chong Wei won the silver medal in the badminton men's singles after losing in the final to China’s Lin Dan 12-21, 8-21.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The world No 2 lost in two straight sets, faltering to Lin Dan, who remains the top men’s singles shuttler in the world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In previous clashes between the two, Lin Dan had won nine times while Chong Wei had won five times.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The last time a Malaysian shuttler won a medal at the Olympics was in Atlanta in 1996 when Rashid Sidek took the bronze in the men’s singles and Cheah Soon Kit-Yap Kim Hock won the silver for the men’s doubles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rashid’s brothers Razif and Jailani won Malaysia’s first Olympic medal in Barcelona, Spain, in 1992 when they won a bronze in the men’s doubles.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chong Wei got to the final by beating South Korean Lee Hyun-il, 21-18, 13-21, 21-13, while Lin Dan defeated fellow countryman Chen Jin in the semi-final, 21-12 , 21-18.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Despite failing to get the gold medal, Chong Wei is set to obtain RM300,000 from the Government for winning the silver medal. The Government had promised RM1mil as an incentive to any athlete who returns with an Olympic gold medal; RM300,000 for silver and RM100,000 for bronze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I say,do you know why he lost?&lt;br /&gt;1)The probability is that because the Chinese were cheering too loudly for Lin Dan,this pulls his confidence down.&lt;br /&gt;2)He is intimidated by Lin Dan.&lt;br /&gt;3)Lin Dan played extremely well today on court.&lt;br /&gt;4)They didn't feature Chong Wei's girlfriend when they feature Lin Dan's girlfriend at least 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;5)He was not wearing red(lucky colour) unlike Lin Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was very disappointed with himself I think cause he looked very sad and depressed.I wonder what is going to be on the papers tomorrow.Kesian him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway,I think we should be proud of him for clinching at least a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't criticize him cause as if you can do better than him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-4004343308660279872?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4004343308660279872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4004343308660279872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4004343308660279872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4004343308660279872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/chong-wei-lost-rm1-million.html' title='Chong Wei lost RM700k'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-826460243020589980</id><published>2008-08-17T12:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:42:10.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review on Lee Chong Wei,Lin Dan and their coaches and funny pictures during the Olympics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEE CHONG WEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyceEV-wI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jhrFfyOORQg/s1600-h/r719275396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyceEV-wI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jhrFfyOORQg/s400/r719275396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235349294018853634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeycuxEXWI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Q_xGVYnbIzI/s1600-h/capt.08beefb2b08a458fa1c2eb47acc933b9.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeycuxEXWI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Q_xGVYnbIzI/s400/capt.08beefb2b08a458fa1c2eb47acc933b9.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235349298501410146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeycpESBII/AAAAAAAAAzE/ouM03WuKYMU/s1600-h/capt.c91282b1435a4b35a7a7fb20f96c912b.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeycpESBII/AAAAAAAAAzE/ouM03WuKYMU/s400/capt.c91282b1435a4b35a7a7fb20f96c912b.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235349296971383938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyc3oJB0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/AINGbmZcDms/s1600-h/r3424621814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyc3oJB0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/AINGbmZcDms/s400/r3424621814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235349300879886146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His jumping smash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight at 8.48p.m Malaysian time,we might just witness a historical moment when Malaysia will get to clinch the Gold medal from the Olympics in badminton.It is such a big thing.I would only imagine if they would give those working people a public holiday if he wins.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I have taken this from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Chong_Wei"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chong Wei's most well known attribute is his signature forehand cross court smashes and incredible defensive ability. His cross court shots are accomplished by using a heavy angle on his racquet head, and he plays incredible inside slices. He frequently retrieves attacking shots by diving towards the shot with an outstretched racket, then quickly recovering to his feet in time to continue the rally. Not only does he dive to keep a rally going, he also sometimes plays winners when he dives. Even top Chinese shuttler &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lin_Dan" title="Lin Dan"&gt;Lin Dan&lt;/a&gt; has suffered Lee's defense on countless occasions. &lt;p&gt;Lee is also known for his smooth and efficient footwork that makes him one of the fastest singles player in the circuit. His strength in the third set (attributed to incredible fitness) and his all around deceptive and accurate strokes are also well known. In terms of his weaknesses he will sometimes make too many unforced errors at inopportune times, get trapped at the back corners of the court, and sometimes has difficulty finishing off rallies once he has gained an advantage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fact,Lee Chong Wei was number 1 in the world in the year 2006.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;His coach,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe1IRul8sI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3rl_XMLAypU/s1600-h/g_misbun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe1IRul8sI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3rl_XMLAypU/s400/g_misbun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235352245643899586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mohmed Misbun Sidek&lt;/b&gt; (Nickname: &lt;b&gt;Bun&lt;/b&gt;) (born &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_17" title="February 17"&gt;February 17&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1960" title="1960"&gt;1960&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Kancung_Darat&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Kancung Darat (page does not exist)"&gt;Kancung Darat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banting" title="Banting"&gt;Banting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Selangor" title="Selangor"&gt;Selangor&lt;/a&gt;) was a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia" title="Malaysia"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/a&gt; national &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Badminton" title="Badminton"&gt;badminton&lt;/a&gt; player. He is the oldest of the five Sidek Brothers.He and his siblings were all actively involved in the national badminton scene.&lt;br /&gt;Misbun won the gold medal in badminton for men singles during the 1981 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SEA_Games" title="SEA Games" class="mw-redirect"&gt;SEA Games&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manila" title="Manila"&gt;Manila&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He currently serves as coach to the players in the Malaysian national badminton team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong Wei's rival is Lin Dan.He is also nicknamed as SUPER DAN.I have no idea why but I think that Lin Dan is quite good looking.Don't kill me for saying this,but I have no idea why,to me he looks like Jay chou.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezISsX2wI/AAAAAAAAAzc/IlHcAadj7XQ/s1600-h/capt.3d8ca4f56ea048f8852743d7cf058135.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezISsX2wI/AAAAAAAAAzc/IlHcAadj7XQ/s400/capt.3d8ca4f56ea048f8852743d7cf058135.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350046879767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIlLkwBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/r_yjg_c2DHg/s1600-h/r268786836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIlLkwBI/AAAAAAAAAzs/r_yjg_c2DHg/s400/r268786836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350051842474002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK AT LIN DAN'S MOUTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIaBXHaI/AAAAAAAAAzk/kD_Z44dD_4c/s1600-h/capt.f8d787d3796440a68951b9140759b7b2.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIaBXHaI/AAAAAAAAAzk/kD_Z44dD_4c/s400/capt.f8d787d3796440a68951b9140759b7b2.beijing_olympics_badminton_mens_singles_oly419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350048846847394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKez2prxvVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/xO1nSd5qsF8/s1600-h/r3705568624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKez2prxvVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/xO1nSd5qsF8/s400/r3705568624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350843325267282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lin Dan&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simplified_Chinese_character" title="Simplified Chinese character" class="mw-redirect"&gt;simplified Chinese&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span lang="zh-Hans"&gt;林丹&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pinyin" title="Pinyin"&gt;pinyin&lt;/a&gt;: Lin Dan) (born &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/October_14" title="October 14"&gt;October 14&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1983" title="1983"&gt;1983&lt;/a&gt;) is a men's singles &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Badminton" title="Badminton"&gt;badminton&lt;/a&gt; player from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fujian" title="Fujian"&gt;Fujian&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hakka" title="Hakka"&gt;Hakka&lt;/a&gt; ancestry, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/People%27s_Republic_of_China" title="People's Republic of China"&gt;People's Republic of China&lt;/a&gt;. Lin is currently the most dominant singles player on the world stage. He has been ranked number one in the world almost continuously since 2004, winning many of the world's top tournaments. In October 2006, Lin Dan regained his ranking as #1 in the world, after a short period of being ranked behind &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Chong_Wei" title="Lee Chong Wei"&gt;Lee Chong Wei&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia" title="Malaysia"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p&gt;Lin Dan won the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_World_Badminton_Championships" title="2007 World Badminton Championships" class="mw-redirect"&gt;2007 World Badminton Championships&lt;/a&gt; in men's singles, beating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sony_Dwi_Kuncoro" title="Sony Dwi Kuncoro"&gt;Sony Dwi Kuncoro&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indonesia" title="Indonesia"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/a&gt; in the final to become the 2nd player after &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yang_Yang_%28badminton%29" title="Yang Yang (badminton)"&gt;Yang Yang&lt;/a&gt; to win the men's singles championship back to back, after taking the gold medal in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2006_World_Badminton_Championships" title="2006 World Badminton Championships" class="mw-redirect"&gt;2006 World Badminton Championships&lt;/a&gt;. Among the tournaments he has won are the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_England_Open_Badminton_Championships" title="All England Open Badminton Championships"&gt;All-England Open&lt;/a&gt; (2004, 2006, and 2007)and the China Masters. He has also helped China win three consecutive &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Cup" title="Thomas Cup"&gt;Thomas Cup&lt;/a&gt; (men's world team) championships in 2004, 2006, and 2008.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lin Dan is widely recognised as one of the most flamboyant and controversial badminton players active today (and perhaps even one of the major characters the sport has ever produced). A superstar in his native China and other South East Asian countries, Lin Dan is a maverick who divides public opinion as easily as he defeats his opponents.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lin Dan has a romantic relationship with fellow female Chinese badminton player &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xie_Xingfang" title="Xie Xingfang"&gt;Xie Xingfang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lin_Dan#cite_note-2" title=""&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin Dan's coach is Li Yongbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe3dHVT_WI/AAAAAAAAA0k/z2_e9_8C4OM/s1600-h/100393_s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe3dHVT_WI/AAAAAAAAA0k/z2_e9_8C4OM/s400/100393_s1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235354802654018914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a player he was a men's doubles specialist noted for his quickness, reflexes , and power. From the mid 1980's to the early 1990's he shared numerous international titles with his regular partner &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tian_Bingyi" title="Tian Bingyi"&gt;Tian Bingyi&lt;/a&gt;. They were contemporaries and rivals of the famous Korean pair &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Park_Joo-bong" title="Park Joo-bong"&gt;Park Joo-bong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kim_Moon-soo_%28badminton%29" title="Kim Moon-soo (badminton)"&gt;Kim Moon-soo&lt;/a&gt;, largely dividing badminton's biggest doubles events between them for about eight seasons. Among many other tournaments around the world Li and Tian captured the (then biennial) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BWF_World_Championships" title="BWF World Championships"&gt;World Championships&lt;/a&gt; in 1987 and 1989, the prestigious &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_England_Open_Badminton_Championships" title="All England Open Badminton Championships"&gt;All-England Championships&lt;/a&gt; in 1987, 1988, and 1991, and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denmark_Open" title="Denmark Open"&gt;Danish Open&lt;/a&gt; in 1985, 1987, 1989, 1990, and 1991&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Li_Yongbo#cite_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Li_Yongbo#cite_note-1" title=""&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Li_Yongbo#cite_note-2" title=""&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. They also played on Chinese &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Cup" title="Thomas Cup"&gt;Thomas Cup&lt;/a&gt; (men's international) teams that won consecutive world team titles in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1986_Thomas_Cup" title="1986 Thomas Cup" class="mw-redirect"&gt;1986&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1988_Thomas_Cup" title="1988 Thomas Cup" class="mw-redirect"&gt;1988&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1990_Thomas_Cup" title="1990 Thomas Cup" class="mw-redirect"&gt;1990&lt;/a&gt;. Late in their partnership they won a bronze medal in men's doubles at the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1992_Olympic_Games" title="1992 Olympic Games" class="mw-redirect"&gt;1992 Olympic Games&lt;/a&gt; in Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few funny pictures when I was browsing through the pictures.Cai Yun and Fu Hai Feng from China look as if they were dancing when they were playing in a game.Take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe341cATjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MwvhxNkeqGg/s1600-h/capt.eabc0d875bcb45ae9f5f619c76ace6e0.beijing_olympics_badminton_mixed_doubles_oly832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe341cATjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MwvhxNkeqGg/s400/capt.eabc0d875bcb45ae9f5f619c76ace6e0.beijing_olympics_badminton_mixed_doubles_oly832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235355278886587954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="caption" id="photoCaption"&gt;Apparently a person dressed as an Olympic mascot talks to another who fell at the venue of the badminton matches of the Beijing 2008 Olympic Games August 14, 2008.HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyc91qUnI/AAAAAAAAAzU/AWIFjnR_buw/s1600-h/capt.eabc0d875bcb45ae9f5f619c76ace6e0.beijing_olympics_badminton_mixed_doubles_oly832.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIvaW4jI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4dt7JVsKLpI/s1600-h/r1588890084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezIvaW4jI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4dt7JVsKLpI/s400/r1588890084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350054588834354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe4awhA6CI/AAAAAAAAA00/jqFycP6o6nQ/s1600-h/r2645156447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe4awhA6CI/AAAAAAAAA00/jqFycP6o6nQ/s400/r2645156447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235355861680973858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe4bO16yeI/AAAAAAAAA08/Akxy6LuyZDA/s1600-h/r1971057758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKe4bO16yeI/AAAAAAAAA08/Akxy6LuyZDA/s400/r1971057758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235355869821716962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="caption" id="photoCaption"&gt;Cheerleaders assist a person dressed as an Olympic mascot who fell at the venue of the badminton matches of the Beijing 2008 Olympic Games August 14, 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezImmTTOI/AAAAAAAAAz8/UYVcCK-DsQE/s1600-h/r1625642175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKezImmTTOI/AAAAAAAAAz8/UYVcCK-DsQE/s400/r1625642175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235350052223012066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKez2ikKJ1I/AAAAAAAAA0E/vXts8g9lZX0/s1600-h/r1971057758.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKez2t9DBAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/AdwDHnVsvdY/s1600-h/r2645156447.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO CHONG WEI!ALL THE WAY!MALAYSIA BOLEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-826460243020589980?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/826460243020589980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=826460243020589980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/826460243020589980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/826460243020589980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/review-on-lee-chong-weilin-dan-and.html' title='Review on Lee Chong Wei,Lin Dan and their coaches and funny pictures during the Olympics.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKeyceEV-wI/AAAAAAAAAy0/jhrFfyOORQg/s72-c/r719275396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-7605251604669150310</id><published>2008-08-16T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:16:45.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Drawings and China</title><content type='html'>Take a look at these pictures.I found this on the net.They were created by this very popular artist.Im not very sure about the artist name.Anyway,just wanna remind you that the pictures are all drawn on flat land.It looks 3-dimensional because of the optical illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbcHcil3-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/R7fRIe_b0zA/s1600-h/238515915_b6062c51eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbcHcil3-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/R7fRIe_b0zA/s400/238515915_b6062c51eb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113637343256546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbcHo6qy0I/AAAAAAAAAyk/maV0DyVuA5s/s1600-h/530116141_d15c9801b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbcHo6qy0I/AAAAAAAAAyk/maV0DyVuA5s/s400/530116141_d15c9801b8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113640665467714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvALHxGI/AAAAAAAAAx0/N0zv_Lx_58Y/s1600-h/191652365_d6ffa96c88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvALHxGI/AAAAAAAAAx0/N0zv_Lx_58Y/s400/191652365_d6ffa96c88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113217411761250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvXpsQqI/AAAAAAAAAx8/x8hhQ9sMWpM/s1600-h/238515680_e986e93565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvXpsQqI/AAAAAAAAAx8/x8hhQ9sMWpM/s400/238515680_e986e93565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113223713997474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvSOTsxI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zqqYLPhlCPY/s1600-h/238515797_7536e92fc0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvSOTsxI/AAAAAAAAAyE/zqqYLPhlCPY/s400/238515797_7536e92fc0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113222256964370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvnOJXPI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DkthTMGz6k4/s1600-h/238515832_ed731577e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbvnOJXPI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DkthTMGz6k4/s400/238515832_ed731577e3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113227893431538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbv-766mI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9hGMcvSAh40/s1600-h/238515876_77dbc87baa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbbv-766mI/AAAAAAAAAyU/9hGMcvSAh40/s400/238515876_77dbc87baa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235113234259438178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out more and see more pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gprime.net/images/sidewalkchalkguy/"&gt;http://gprime.net/images/sidewalkchalkguy/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Jin won the bronze medal for China in the men's singles.He beat the Korean,Lee HyunIl in the bronze medal match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbgAEdUVXI/AAAAAAAAAys/rm8PmewLyPQ/s1600-h/chen_jin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbgAEdUVXI/AAAAAAAAAys/rm8PmewLyPQ/s400/chen_jin.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235117908666111346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to China again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-7605251604669150310?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7605251604669150310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=7605251604669150310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7605251604669150310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/7605251604669150310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/awesome-drawings.html' title='Awesome Drawings and China'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKbcHcil3-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/R7fRIe_b0zA/s72-c/238515915_b6062c51eb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8679651986187995792</id><published>2008-08-15T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:20:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Advertisements.</title><content type='html'>I saw this super funny advertisement on the Malaysian TV for a mobile number.Hope you guys understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-EZwbDcL9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-EZwbDcL9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBDJBzujhhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBDJBzujhhE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444170643387363960-8679651986187995792?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8679651986187995792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8679651986187995792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8679651986187995792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8679651986187995792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-advertisements.html' title='Funny Advertisements.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1288789318734244837</id><published>2008-08-14T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T12:49:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsatisfied with Life.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt that your younger siblings are so irritating and getting on your nerves that you were thinking why you were even born earlier than them?Being the eldest is so demoralizing.Your parents will compare you with the younger siblings.Being eldest is not always a good thing except the fact that you were the first one to be loved by them and they were so happy when they see little Kimberly being born into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuguGaga,as everyone would say to babies and you wonder why the babies laugh?Thats because they are laughing at your silliness and not cause it was funny.Imagine if babies could talk.They will be exclaiming how stupid this adults are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Back to what I want to blog about.There was this  conversation about younger siblings today in school.Man,you wouldn't wanna know what we talk about.Anyway,let me give you some examples in my life and what I heard from Florence and Chinfang.Owh yea,blogging allows you to have freedom of speech.So I will write what I have heard about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1&lt;br /&gt;My sister always copy cat me.Whatever I have she also wanna have.So when I grow big next time she is going to snatch my boyfriend/husband/lesbian partner(that is if I'm a lesbian).I got new bottle,she also wanna have.I have new bag she also wanna have.Damn copy cat man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2&lt;br /&gt;I hate being the eldest man!Everytime my little sister or brother cry then they win already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3&lt;br /&gt;My mum always scold me lor.You know what she say?She say why can't you follow your sister.Can't be as smart as her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 4&lt;br /&gt;Your parents go to the shopping mall and accidentally met up with an old friend.The notice your younger sibling and say,"Wah,so cute ar?!"Then you suddenly become invisible although you were just standing next to your parents friend.You guess what they say,"This one your only child ar?"What the hell man?Im standing next to you and you can't see me.Fine.Then when they actually see you they will be,"Wah!So fat ar?!"&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 5&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you show good example to your younger siblings?Whatever you do is going to have an impact on her you know!If you behave like this and your room like pig sty then she is going to be like that when she grow up also la!"quoted by parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 6&lt;br /&gt;Parents say this to younger siblings except you,"Wah!Get number 5 ar?So clever.I buy a Nike bag for you okay?Next time you get in front again I will buy the newest handphone for you okay?Good girl ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many examples.Fine la.I know I am not that smart but do you know how demoralizing it is?To actually hear that come out from your parents.Say your parents say that your fat,stupid,dumb,lazy,pig and bla bla bla.I doubt there is anything that I can do perfectly.It not only pulls your self confidence but also make you very sad and it hurts inside very deeply.It's not like you can tell your parents stuff.Your parents are still your parents.They are not your bestfriend.Unless in some cases there are parents like that la.Your damn lucky man!I truly feel for those who have the same problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never please you.You will never be happy no matter what I do.I study but I still do very badly.If your younger siblings are smart enough,they don't even need to study and they can do so well in their exams.Why?Cause their exams are so easy!The younger siblings that have words that could kill.I bet they can join the debate team because they have such sharp tongue and also sarcasm.If they ever try arguing with you,don't even try to fight back.They are younger.The cry and they win.If we fight back,your parents will say that she is younger so you must give into her.Blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to complain but I just feel so demoralized by what has happened la.&lt;br /&gt;This months result is so sucky I feel like ending my life here and now.&lt;br /&gt;CG in the tagbox says that it is an honour that your younger siblings follow you.It is?I don't know.Its not that I don't sayang my younger sibling is just that sometimes they just get on my nerves la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,she is younger and I am older.I deserve the same treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not only my parents okay,its including Chinfang's and Florence's parents also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-1288789318734244837?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1288789318734244837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1288789318734244837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1288789318734244837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1288789318734244837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/unsatisfied-with-life.html' title='Unsatisfied with Life.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-842282299848328149</id><published>2008-08-12T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:59:52.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I ever get my Nuffnang cheque???</title><content type='html'>Will I ever get my Nuffnang cheque???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you Nuffnangers ever thought about that?I bet you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have been waiting long and hard.My earnings in Nuffnang is crawling up so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not not good looking unlike some bloggers that eventually get their cheques early even though they don't blog really well.&lt;br /&gt;I check my Nuffnang profile everyday because I was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kan cheong&lt;/span&gt; only to be disappointed because the earnings didn't increase at all.I bet some of you Nuffnangers have felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;I assume people like me will only get the money in 2 years time.No doubt that I only joined Nuffnang this year but I totally didn't expect it to be so long.&lt;br /&gt;What are people looking for in a blog now of days?&lt;br /&gt;The persons life story?&lt;br /&gt;The politics?&lt;br /&gt;Randomness?&lt;br /&gt;Emo post?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;If blogging is about YOUR life,why blog about other things that happen and make it so controversial?&lt;br /&gt;Is blogging really that important now of days until we actually neglect our studies?&lt;br /&gt;Are we really going to turn into star bloggers one day and make Nuffnang pay us for all the advertisements that other people have clicked?You expect me to ask my friends everyday to click on my advertisements everyday life what Chinfang does?LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The whole point is what should or would I write in my blog to attract people to read it and click on my advertisements?&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get my Nuffnang cheque of RM50??!!&lt;br /&gt;I know Nuffnang will pay me someday.But when...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-842282299848328149?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/842282299848328149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=842282299848328149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/842282299848328149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/842282299848328149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/will-i-ever-get-my-nuffnang-cheque.html' title='Will I ever get my Nuffnang cheque???'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-1766810668967667093</id><published>2008-08-11T17:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:31:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Trip again.</title><content type='html'>I went to Kl to settle some family stuff and also go shopping at the same time.My mum had to go for some course also.So she thought all of us could follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me, my mum and my sister took the bus up to KL in the afternoon.By the way,I hate going to Larkin Bus station.So many bad people there.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the bus for 5 hours plus because the driver drove so slowly as if the people in the bus have all the time in the world.&lt;br /&gt;So we were on our journey which was from 4.30 until 10 at night.Then we went to eat McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;We were so tired,we went to sleep the next morning.While my mum went to course the next day,we all went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;First stop,Sunway pyramid!&lt;br /&gt;After walking the whole mall for the whole afternoon.I didn't buy anything.I was so angry.My mum joined us after her course and she was wearing this bright colour baju kurung around the mall.I know,I know.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum that I didn't buy anything so she took us to eat at OLE-OLE BALI in Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love eating rice and my family loves eating rice too.So we ordered their famous Nasi which was very very delicious.It cost about RM30+ a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpDuZqRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/o0-8x_bihlg/s1600-h/07082008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpDuZqRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/o0-8x_bihlg/s400/07082008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233204363100006674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATo8IZXuI/AAAAAAAAAxE/gwk4CC9G_8w/s1600-h/07082008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATo8IZXuI/AAAAAAAAAxE/gwk4CC9G_8w/s400/07082008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233204361061555938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZDT3wlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vTPdF29k0x0/s1600-h/07082008556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZDT3wlI/AAAAAAAAAwE/vTPdF29k0x0/s400/07082008556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233199690064314962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Deco in the shop was very nice.Only thing that annoyed me was that the mosquitoes were attacking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZeIxm9I/AAAAAAAAAwM/8EjctbveLmg/s1600-h/07082008557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZeIxm9I/AAAAAAAAAwM/8EjctbveLmg/s400/07082008557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233199697265531858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the rice.The sambal was nice and the sotong and the chicken and the prawn was all very delicious.You see the sausage looking thingy?Its actually otak-otak on serai.Nice!My cousin ordered that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZnDHAjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CAYw4zsHPEY/s1600-h/07082008558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAPZnDHAjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CAYw4zsHPEY/s400/07082008558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233199699657687602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I ORDERED THIS!Because I was not hungry.I regretted whey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpf-raUI/AAAAAAAAAxU/pzRnUSpdIk4/s1600-h/07082008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpf-raUI/AAAAAAAAAxU/pzRnUSpdIk4/s400/07082008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233204370684471618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we wanted to pay,the bill came like that.So cute.After that we went to J Co to buy some donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpRDFVgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rXFkQ_yg1XU/s1600-h/07082008%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpRDFVgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rXFkQ_yg1XU/s400/07082008%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233204366676416002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpoqwvVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jDM_00oZ_9c/s1600-h/07082008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpoqwvVI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jDM_00oZ_9c/s400/07082008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233204373016853842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day,we went to Mid valley and the Gardens.That was when I started my shopping spree!Bought a wallet,a nike bottle and a nike shirt.Got sale!So can buy.We went to eat Dinner and Soon Tong Restaurant in Klang. I love chinese food!This is my cousin who looks exactly like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASesr8NnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ERMSaFKCdOk/s1600-h/DSC01864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASesr8NnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ERMSaFKCdOk/s400/DSC01864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233203085605353074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left,my younger sister,me and my cousin that is 21 and she looks like me.Yea I look old,I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASfIjHphI/AAAAAAAAAwk/roQneHTHr9E/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASfIjHphI/AAAAAAAAAwk/roQneHTHr9E/s400/DSC01868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233203093084546578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASfrpaKiI/AAAAAAAAAws/lDm81KhTb1Q/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASfrpaKiI/AAAAAAAAAws/lDm81KhTb1Q/s400/DSC01870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233203102506166818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASgL5M2II/AAAAAAAAAw0/49efM3icgo8/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKASgL5M2II/AAAAAAAAAw0/49efM3icgo8/s400/DSC01874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233203111162337410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The third day,we went to One Utama.My mum wanted to meet her friends so we ate at Carl's Junior and also at Vietnamese Kitchen.The place was decorated very nicely.The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKANUmja39I/AAAAAAAAAvc/QkAVu8yaG_Y/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKANWm4QyPI/AAAAAAAAAv0/BAj58hq4LP4/s400/DSC01881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233197449049327858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKANXLjfnOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EQBC2FmVaZ8/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKANXLjfnOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/EQBC2FmVaZ8/s400/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233197458894331106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAXiHcwuMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/yTPSrOzuNJQ/s1600-h/DSC01883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKAXiHcwuMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/yTPSrOzuNJQ/s400/DSC01883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233208641887189186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to eat at Fish and Co.&lt;br /&gt;Whole trip to Kl is about eating only.I love eating!&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy la.Bought a Roxy shirt and puma socks!=)&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/444170643387363960-1766810668967667093?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1766810668967667093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=1766810668967667093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1766810668967667093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/1766810668967667093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/kl-trip-again.html' title='KL Trip again.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SKATpDuZqRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/o0-8x_bihlg/s72-c/07082008%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-5913760749485080675</id><published>2008-08-06T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:46:33.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weekend</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I went to have lunch at Tea Garden in Sutera Utama.&lt;br /&gt;My dad said that it was a nice place and the food is good.My dad was so excited telling us about this Tea Garden place because he said that he saw Patricia Mok and another hot girl there.&lt;br /&gt;These were the exact words my dad said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw Patricia Mok there with a very pretty girl le."&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask how does Patricia Mok look like.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said,"Very pretty what!How come they say she very ugle le?"&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mum decided to go there to have our lunch although I had exams on Monday.There were many Singapore cars there and it was packed with people.In case you don't know where it is,it is located somewhere near Sutera Utama's Pekin and Sutera Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQS-3wQI/AAAAAAAAAu0/zm2clUxXwNE/s1600-h/02082008%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQS-3wQI/AAAAAAAAAu0/zm2clUxXwNE/s400/02082008%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286389420048642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got our table,I sat down and the waitress was taking our order.No I didn't see any Singapore actresses or actors there.So I ordered the duck rice in claypot iI think.The one that she recommended and the my sister ordered the Hainanese Chicken rice and my mum ordered curry chicken hor fun.So i was looking around the table then I spotted this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQoncfEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qgND-4pJINc/s1600-h/02082008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQoncfEI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qgND-4pJINc/s400/02082008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286395227372610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LEASE PAY AT THE COUNTE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay...I guess some itchy fingers went and tear down the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the food came.My mums one came first then my sisters food came and I waited for my food to come.They were so hungry,when I wanted to take picture of the food,it was already half eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then my food came,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQz_Yc8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/kGs5m8SeEMI/s1600-h/02082008%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQz_Yc8I/AAAAAAAAAvM/kGs5m8SeEMI/s400/02082008%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286398280561602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQ7SZejI/AAAAAAAAAvE/JS_cgEe9asY/s1600-h/02082008%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQ7SZejI/AAAAAAAAAvE/JS_cgEe9asY/s400/02082008%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286400239368754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The rice was placed in this bamboo like bowl.The food was good.&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend it to you guys.And also the price is cheap le.Me my mum and my sister eat only Rm20++.For the Singaporeans,it is really very cheap.No wonder so many Singapore cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that,we moved on to Sutera Mall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQznSShI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FpdNrbjIWlE/s1600-h/02082008%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQznSShI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FpdNrbjIWlE/s400/02082008%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286398179494418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn excited to go to Sutera Mall because my friend told me it was like the KL and Singapore mall.I was very excited also.The mall looked very presentable from the outside.So I went in with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PENUH SEMANGAT&lt;/span&gt; that it will be better than City Square and Tebrau City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my hopes and dreams were dashed when I see many lala shops around the mall.Most of the shops were open already and also there was a Levis Shop(which was the only shop I went to).The mall was very big but the shops were not up to standard la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,there is a Yamaha music centre there that teaches drums.There were also many many food outlets there.Just to name a few,&lt;br /&gt;1)Toastbox and bread talk&lt;br /&gt;2)Seasons&lt;br /&gt;3)Secret Recipe&lt;br /&gt;4)Vivo&lt;br /&gt;5)Rotiboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting way better.There is also a huge carrefour there but I didn't go in.My mum was also quite disappointed la cause she also dislike lala stuff(ah-lian).The shops there were rather scattered and quite messy and also it is joint to Pekin.I forgot to mention that the toilet is open air.Hahah.There is no place for any cinema to be opened and I didn't see any sign of any Adidas,Nike,Roxy or Puma shop that is going to be opened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously hope that after the opening ceremony(9 August 2008)there will be nicer shops there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to KL.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-5913760749485080675?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5913760749485080675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=5913760749485080675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5913760749485080675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/5913760749485080675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-weekend.html' title='Last weekend'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SJlDQS-3wQI/AAAAAAAAAu0/zm2clUxXwNE/s72-c/02082008%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-2163759660106288822</id><published>2008-08-04T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:21:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Road Rage.</title><content type='html'>I WAS FREAKING INVOLVED IN A ROAD RAGE!(at least i think it was a road rage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Road rage&lt;/b&gt; is a term used to refer to violent behavior by a driver of an automobile, which thus causes accidents or incidents on roadways. It can be thought of as an extreme case of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aggressive_driving" title="Aggressive driving"&gt;aggressive driving&lt;/a&gt;.(from wikepedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only heard of rode rage little did I know I will be involve in one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened this morning when I was taking an uncles car to school.He came out of the traffic light and then wanted to go to the other lane but this car was super fast. This car raced to the uncles left side and signaled him to stopped apparently accusing him of obstruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing that there were 3 Indians in the car.So the uncle was driving until that car that he over took started winding down the window and started shouting at the uncle to stop the car.When the uncle wanted to turn into his son's school then the car purposely parked right in front of our car and the man from the car came down very angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 guys.All Indians(i'm not trying to be racist,just warning you guys cause its really dangerous.)There were 5 of us in the car.Me,my sis,the uncle,his daughter and his son.So one of the Indian guys came towards us and started boxing the car window with so much force that it was so loud.It felt as if the window was going to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Indian guy commanded the uncle to come down but he didn't because there were a lot of robbing cases and we were all very scared.The guys ask him to wind down the window but the uncle refuse so the Indian guy got really angry and went to his car and took the steering wheel lock.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He freaking wanted to smash the car window!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I seriously thought that this was the day that I'm going to die.Many things were rushing past my head.Exams,God,family and also friends.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I seriously thought that I was going to get killed or kidnapped.&lt;/span&gt;Me and my sister was so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was even more scared cause she was crying her eyeballs out behind the book that she was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle still refuse to open the car door or wind down the window so the guy gave the window another hard punch and there were marks on the window.After all the commotion,they walked away.The Indian guys copied the uncles car number(i think) and zoomed away in their black car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we reported to the police too.Be careful.Nowadays there are many bad people around.Careful when you walk home from school alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I'm alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-2163759660106288822?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2163759660106288822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=2163759660106288822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2163759660106288822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/2163759660106288822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/freaking-road-rage.html' title='Freaking Road Rage.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-3234373989481116355</id><published>2008-08-02T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:41:50.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another survey.</title><content type='html'>Don't know what to post already.So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Rule;&lt;br /&gt;Tag six other people to do this, and tag them telling them they are tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Would you say that you are out going?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Yeah.(perasan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Describe about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. I'm very talkative and very noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Has anyone ever said that you're pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. That would probably be the day that I faint when I actually here that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How are you today?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Unhappy.Cause my mum has been pestering me to study and I'm still doing this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is the sweetest gift you received from your love?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. I have no loved so I have no sweetest gift.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. My mum scolding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you love anyone at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Have you ever kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Haha.I already gave my first kiss away to the schools volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you think you're hot?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Hot???Hahahahahahahah.Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Have you hugged anybody today?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. My bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Have you told anyone you loved them today?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.When was the last time you said I Love you to the opposite gender?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Has anyone called you short?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. No. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What's the brand of the shirt you're wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Bad air day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Typing this lame and stupid survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Whose birthday is coming?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Cheah's birthday.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Do you prefer to eat sushi or ice cream for the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. i DON'T WANT ANY OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Would you rather kiss or hug a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. I rather not answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Did anyone made you mad?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What is your aim?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Happy always and succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Would you spend a night in the toilet or the jungle?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Toilet.Very cooling and very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Happy.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What's your favourite cartoon?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. I like totally spies and also happy tree friends and spongebob square pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What would you like to receive for your birthday?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. New phone.Crumpler bag and a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Do you think you'll repost this survey?.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;. Nope. I malas.(same as my sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag;&lt;br /&gt;1)Those&lt;br /&gt;2)who&lt;br /&gt;3)are&lt;br /&gt;4)lame&lt;br /&gt;5)and&lt;br /&gt;6)bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-3234373989481116355?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3234373989481116355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=3234373989481116355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3234373989481116355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/3234373989481116355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-survey.html' title='Another survey.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-797812782029985732</id><published>2008-08-01T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T18:51:32.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Survey</title><content type='html'>This survey is contributed by Joey and I. We did this for the sake of doing this; we had &lt;strong&gt;nothing &lt;/strong&gt;to do in school. Florence and Chin Fang might think that we're being &lt;em&gt;boh liao. &lt;/em&gt;Is that the correct word?Never mind,who cares.Who ask them not to come to school and leave us two in school only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Please voice your opinion (description) about the following groups of people but not change the groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then, classify yourself.&lt;br /&gt;3. You are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; allowed to discriminate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;anyone&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;in the process of voicing out your opinion (description).&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 people from your list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;School girls; in general&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Total nerds&lt;br /&gt;books, books and noobs.&lt;br /&gt;Those people that only go for books and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Look-like-lala's but aint lala's&lt;br /&gt;There is definitely some problem about this statement.Everyone who dresses like a lala for the sake of dressing like one just for any functions ain't suppose to be called lala.Then if I wear mini skirt and wear tank top with necklaces and look exactly like a lala(which however will never happen),Does that mean Im a lala?Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Half nerd, half lala&lt;br /&gt;Books, noobs, looks and boobs.The people that are lala but with brains.Lala with substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Look-like-nerds but aint nerds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I however fall in this category also.Same as Joey.We just wear specs and look like nerds but we ain't nerds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Total lala's&lt;br /&gt; Looks, boobs, and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; books.Do I even need to explain this statement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wannabes&lt;br /&gt; want power, want looks, want &lt;s&gt;more&lt;/s&gt; dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Normal ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; looks, boobs, books; basically a bit of everything lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you classify yourself as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1)Chinfang(although I know she won't do)&lt;br /&gt;2)Kayshini&lt;br /&gt;3)Wenli(I also know she won't do)&lt;br /&gt;4)Anyone who wants to do it.Its just for fun=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-797812782029985732?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/797812782029985732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=797812782029985732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/797812782029985732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/797812782029985732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/08/survey.html' title='The Survey'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6652017301068818372</id><published>2008-07-30T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:16:33.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMK Convent Bukit Nanas choir.They really blow me away.The first one is 2008 the second one is 2007.Actually Im not very sure.Watch to find out.When can our choir be like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIj-Vpps3Js&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIj-Vpps3Js&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" 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type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/07/choir.html' title='Choir'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8343502594231849652</id><published>2008-07-29T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:42:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool video</title><content type='html'>Came across this video when I was searching for choir songs on you tube.If you didn't watch the whole video finish,don't condemn it.I think its really good.Its a mixture of stand by me and beautiful girls.Nerds can be cool and cute too like in this video.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HQxHxloG854&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HQxHxloG854&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/444170643387363960-8343502594231849652?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8343502594231849652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8343502594231849652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8343502594231849652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8343502594231849652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/07/cool-video.html' title='Cool video'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-8527933922865190268</id><published>2008-07-28T18:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:08:25.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random-ness</title><content type='html'>I have just realised what I have done for myself throughout my 4 years in Convent Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said this in school today,"With higher post comes bigger responsibility."I think it is definetly very true.Don't ever think being gila kuasa is good.I tell you,you will definetely regret being gila kuasa.Anyway what is so nice about having kuasa?People will hate you even more unless you have something that make people go "wah!" when they see you,which is really rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never known to be the most out-going person.I wasn't known for the most out-spoken and daring person.I was more of an unknown when I was in primary school.No self confidence.I hate to make new friends because I find it more of a chore.Not to say I'm bragging.I use to brag.I still brag.But I try not to nowadays.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dumb&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have even imagine in a million years that I would stand on stage singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; or even act in a play because I was always the left out one.Not daring enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated primary school.Hated going to school.I was kind of emo all the time.Convent secondary had tought me how to be outspoken and also improve in my leadership qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that you actually need to go through new experiences to find out more about myself and other people.&lt;br /&gt;And now with higher (and I'm not going to say what post I have in school)comes bigger&lt;br /&gt;responsibilities.So I must be able to orgainse my time well so that it doesn't clash with each club and also my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum,studying is still my priority but I still have to find time when I can chill and relax.It doesn't mean that if you don't see me studying means I don't study.You wouldn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea why I would blog about this.I think it's just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school today,Chin Fang got teased,I got tease.Yeah.The usual.It's a rather a routine for Joey and Florence to do that.I'm actually getting used to eat so I don't really care.But Chin Fang cares alot la.I don't know.Maybe cause she never kena teased before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chinfang will tell me about stuff that I don't want to know.Are you thinking what I'm thinking B1(Joey)?This banana's in pyjamas thing has been going since last week.We are planning to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning about what song to sing for the Lagu Patriotik Competition which is on the 25 of August.You seriously wouldn't wanna know what we were planning to do man.Oh My God.What is so wrong with me putting the song name.Its not like every convent girl reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to laugh your asses off on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/444170643387363960-8527933922865190268?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8527933922865190268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=8527933922865190268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8527933922865190268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/8527933922865190268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-ness.html' title='Random-ness'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-4681127990162420422</id><published>2008-07-24T15:04:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:18:21.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies that look so real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrO40w_iI/AAAAAAAAAus/l3nPlRNzGww/s1600-h/ra1511395508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrO40w_iI/AAAAAAAAAus/l3nPlRNzGww/s400/ra1511395508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474902335323682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....Look!Aren't the babies just cute and adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrI-SZUXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/hPWdS1wgW58/s1600-h/ra380398485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrI-SZUXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/hPWdS1wgW58/s400/ra380398485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474800722563442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl is probably carrying her younger sister.So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqXbqgKlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/AdyQI-40oWI/s1600-h/r942759596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqXbqgKlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/AdyQI-40oWI/s400/r942759596.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226473949614844498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is the lady trying to do with that baby's hand??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;EDINBURGH (Reuters) - Their chests rise and fall and you can hear a tiny heartbeat, but these babies that are on sale all over the Internet are not alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOLD ON A SECOND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqB_QKSqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/MfQgyY1UB4w/s1600-h/r209418578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqB_QKSqI/AAAAAAAAAtk/MfQgyY1UB4w/s400/r209418578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226473581210913442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They are dolls???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it on The Star Newspaper a few days ago.Oh yes!This is freaking true!This dolls that looked exactly like babies are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;And guess what!They even&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; have their own heart beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I find it a little too creepy to have dolls that have heart beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do they look so real you ask?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That is&lt;/span&gt; because they are carved finger by finger, feature by feature to make it look so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgq-h7x4jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oKR4pchJ5Ek/s1600-h/r2616457342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgq-h7x4jI/AAAAAAAAAuU/oKR4pchJ5Ek/s400/r2616457342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474621312819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact there are many kinds of dolls.The sleeping one,the laughing one.They cute one.The sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"King’s website features lists of baby dolls photographed in cots and dressed in frocks, some of which are described as “premature”. Most have girls’ names and are described as waiting for “adoption”.&lt;br /&gt;The dolls are sold between £250 and £1,600 (RM1,600 and RM10,400) and receives 10 to 15 requests a week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cathy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Newcombe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who makes the dolls and runs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reborning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; website Reborn Babies UK, said counsellors were increasingly looking into the therapeutic benefits of holding reborn babies.&lt;br /&gt;“The act of holding the doll may have a role in releasing a ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;feel-good’ hormone&lt;/span&gt;,” &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Newcombe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;But not all react in this way.&lt;br /&gt;“You get this repulsion from some because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;it looks so lifelike and they just see a dead baby&lt;/span&gt;,” said Sue, 56, who bought her first doll in June.&lt;br /&gt;“Looking at my reborn I don’t see a dead baby – she has too much colour to be dead.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrC51Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zL6J2HQevQ0/s1600-h/r3975887492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrC51Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/zL6J2HQevQ0/s400/r3975887492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474696446944226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The babies sleeping and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgq41ABbqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/R8QBdI4bHzo/s1600-h/r2461865004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgq41ABbqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/R8QBdI4bHzo/s400/r2461865004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474523351674530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maker of this dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqy86n19I/AAAAAAAAAuE/aiPICt3OzJ4/s1600-h/r2035396138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqy86n19I/AAAAAAAAAuE/aiPICt3OzJ4/s400/r2035396138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226474422397294546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqKkFDcII/AAAAAAAAAts/S_LnuwfVATY/s1600-h/r304602390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgqKkFDcII/AAAAAAAAAts/S_LnuwfVATY/s400/r304602390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226473728535392386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture looks so disgusting.It looks like the baby has cancer and the head is like not on the babies body.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgp7wQtN8I/AAAAAAAAAtc/h1vCI31PYLU/s1600-h/r35202424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgp7wQtN8I/AAAAAAAAAtc/h1vCI31PYLU/s400/r35202424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226473474107455426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby for dinner anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For me, I think that having this baby will bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of joy to a family who have just seen their child pass away.It will bring hope to them and also help them to go through the hard times.But for those who think that it looks scary, tell me about it.It kind of looks like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; more feminine/baby&lt;/span&gt; side of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For more information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2008/7/22/lifeliving/1613681&amp;amp;sec=lifeliving"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2008/7/22/lifeliving/1613681&amp;amp;sec=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lifeliving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080717/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_britain_dolls_reborn;_ylt=Akc5PRve4VvtoFGxrA.zOKTmWMcF"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080717/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_britain_dolls_reborn;_ylt=Akc5PRve4VvtoFGxrA.zOKTmWMcF&lt;/a&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/444170643387363960-4681127990162420422?l=imme-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4681127990162420422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=444170643387363960&amp;postID=4681127990162420422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4681127990162420422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/444170643387363960/posts/default/4681127990162420422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imme-kim.blogspot.com/2008/07/babies-that-look-so-real.html' title='Babies that look so real.'/><author><name>Kimberly Goh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08765773268455743005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/TPIPFfLxfLI/AAAAAAAABsw/IkWeL3qsjdc/S220/IMG_0831.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-CEaTl2fSo/SIgrO40w_iI/AAAAAAAAAus/l3nPlRNzGww/s72-c/ra1511395508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-444170643387363960.post-6473982186671172312</id><published>2008-07-18T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:08:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know all of these lines may sound a bit cheesy. But I found all of this from the book Eclipse by Stephanie Meyer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Edward said to Bella,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be back so soon you won’t have time to miss me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Look after my heart-I’ve left them with you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jacob said this,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s so hard to describe. It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like…gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her ,be anything for her…You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s a protector, or a lover, or a friend or a brother.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Edward said this to Bella,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You see, Bella ,I was always that boy. In my world, I was already a man .I wasn’t looking for love. No ,I was far too eager to be a soldier of that; I thought of nothing but the idealized glory of the war that they were selling prospective draftees then-but I have found someone ,but that won’t do. I had found you, there isn’t a doubt in my mind how I would have proceeded .I was that boy who have-as soon as I discovered that you were the o
