<?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-123138627765292120</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:32:25.183-07:00</updated><category term='b'/><category term='two hearts'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='i love you v much'/><category term='Food is love HAHA SHIT'/><title type='text'>kim</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7050615840647279623</id><published>2007-04-05T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:10:47.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HTTP://FATBUTSWEET.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new url for a new start.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me please (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you v much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-7050615840647279623?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/7050615840647279623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=7050615840647279623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7050615840647279623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7050615840647279623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/04/httpfatbutsweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3712971602845058446</id><published>2007-04-01T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T05:50:04.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg-pWgAekxI/AAAAAAAAACg/0fttnas3NRU/s1600-h/43e92ee76ea2d7b20e8bd83571dbae7631191834.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg-pWgAekxI/AAAAAAAAACg/0fttnas3NRU/s200/43e92ee76ea2d7b20e8bd83571dbae7631191834.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048439911319769874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"If looks could kill, you could be a murderer or just a whore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Bugis Street till late. Bought quite a few stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Today, church &amp; lunch w Gerri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How no life is that? Damn april fool's suck. Haha I got tricked so many times la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;need to go back to sleep. now.&lt;br /&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;br /&gt;i've never had, but only after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;3.What's a word that rhymes with DOOR?&lt;br /&gt;floor.&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;earth.&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;cal&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, It's A Fact.&lt;br /&gt;7. What kinda shirt you have on?&lt;br /&gt;an oversized shirt because i am going to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe yourself in one phrase&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what you see is what you get&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;not wearing any at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;dim.&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know him. but she's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;wth. the most comfortable haha&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;on the phone i think.&lt;br /&gt;14. What did the last text message that you received on your mobile say?&lt;br /&gt;someone going overseas&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;damn. haha&lt;br /&gt;17. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;18. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;19. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;21. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like all of them with the same passion hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;23. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;to toufu, "quit nagging"&lt;br /&gt;24. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly?&lt;br /&gt;million.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;i like many people.&lt;br /&gt;26. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye - Figure A and B&lt;br /&gt;27.If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;28. If you could punch one person in the face who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA uhm whatsherface.&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the closest object to your left foot?&lt;br /&gt;carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 20pt; letter-spacing: 0pt;font-family:script;font-size:57;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3712971602845058446?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3712971602845058446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3712971602845058446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3712971602845058446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3712971602845058446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-looks-could-kill-you-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg-pWgAekxI/AAAAAAAAACg/0fttnas3NRU/s72-c/43e92ee76ea2d7b20e8bd83571dbae7631191834.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7340576984906325016</id><published>2007-03-30T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T07:29:13.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg0bnQAekwI/AAAAAAAAACY/nYtRdB1gznc/s1600-h/z75744773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg0bnQAekwI/AAAAAAAAACY/nYtRdB1gznc/s200/z75744773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047721118478013186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" Swing through the rainbows and reach for the skies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been so tiring man! My legs are aching &amp; we have t run like, thirty rounds for band tomorow. Ran th 2.4 today. Lunch w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the tinies&lt;/span&gt;! :D Had speech day rehearsal, quite dumb, but I kept laughing like an idiot cos of my cute junior, Athirah (: Damn she makes me laugh all the time. Then had sectionals in the music room, only sax section allowed! Haha did lots of sight-reading. Dinner w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the tinies&lt;/span&gt; again, ha! Miss them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was thursday, haha yeah. Uh had band I think, damn few people, Mr Yeo was superfly disappointed. Sigh, that's bad. Everyone was in low spirits I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The music room was so fricking cold la! Whalaoeh, freezing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's band tmr too, so full of band in my life. &lt;3&gt;Tiny head still said "Thirty rounds? It's okay, no big deal, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the most I'll break my leg&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha she's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lastly, I love my monster friend! :D We must hang out hokay? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K thx bai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Show me your love, show your concern, care for me before it's too late. &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/123138627765292120-7340576984906325016?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/7340576984906325016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=7340576984906325016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7340576984906325016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7340576984906325016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/swing-through-rainbows-and-reach-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rg0bnQAekwI/AAAAAAAAACY/nYtRdB1gznc/s72-c/z75744773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-4349545680672473975</id><published>2007-03-26T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:40:38.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my life sucks. No comp except on Sun, no phone from 10 till th next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you like more each time I see you. How do I stop this feeling? and you dont seem t care, or want t have anything t do w me anymore. Just friendssssssssss now D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you dont want me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm sighing, can you hear? Call me when you read this! K? I'll be waiting yo.&lt;br /&gt;(I love it when you call, but you never call at all. So what's th complication, it's only conversation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K thx bai&lt;br /&gt;Ohwhatastupidpost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-4349545680672473975?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/4349545680672473975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=4349545680672473975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/4349545680672473975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/4349545680672473975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-d-damn-my-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1930166487059781548</id><published>2007-03-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T05:42:27.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My eyebags r so bad they strip me of any beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have any t begin with but yeah, whatever. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realised having a dad is like th best thing in th world! So, today was a real lousy day cos I sucked at my scales and Monday's my exam alr! My teacher has officially given up on me, she told me straight that I'm going t fail. Sigh, I admit I havent been putting effort but srsly this time, I will experience real failure. Yeah, so after my lesson, dad (has been waiting for an hour btw), seeing that I had a bad day, offered t treat me t pizza! I was so delighted. But afterwards we realised it was too cold, as in th place so we went t have Hong Kong Cafe instead. It was okay. I didnt have much appetite. Dad, I love you &lt;3 Thank th Lord so much t have a dad like this. I mean, after we've gone through all th hard times. I'll treasure him v much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band, I've been doing breathing excercises! It's true, dmb is rly a great thing. I mean, it's like rly something good that has happen t me. I like working hard, omg. It's like, I'm always not putting in effort in anything. But this time, I rly feel like trying. I love dmb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano :( Where's th passion? Without passion, we can't go far.. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yesterday night was th last day, I swear. Though Rock says it's bad t swear.&lt;br /&gt;Yep I shall never look back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min! :D&lt;br /&gt;I love you v much too girl! Thanks for always being there for me, no matter what &amp;amp; supporting me! Sorry that you fell into th stupid drain. Ha! and I laughed at you somemore. Rly sorry. Hope you're fine now! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1930166487059781548?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1930166487059781548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1930166487059781548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1930166487059781548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1930166487059781548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-eyebags-r-so-bad-they-strip-me-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8455670300645004582</id><published>2007-03-23T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:54:16.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RgPN3FEIESI/AAAAAAAAACE/9j0FFi43BO8/s1600-h/ksubi100dc.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RgPN3FEIESI/AAAAAAAAACE/9j0FFi43BO8/s200/ksubi100dc.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045102353721069858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two blacks, I want grey ones! Like this :D&lt;br /&gt;Man, I need to save up, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8455670300645004582?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8455670300645004582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8455670300645004582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8455670300645004582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8455670300645004582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-two-blacks-i-want-grey-ones-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RgPN3FEIESI/AAAAAAAAACE/9j0FFi43BO8/s72-c/ksubi100dc.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7512345085743564979</id><published>2007-03-23T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:03:02.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye t you</title><content type='html'>Hello al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today. YAAAAAYE :/&lt;br /&gt; Lots of others didnt go too. I didnt go simply cos I didn't want t see Siva and run his 2.4. PE's damn stressful cos of him k. Aha forcing us t run every week, no free games whatsoever.  Eight people absent. Han, Min, Yuting, Yvonne, and others. I think only Mellisa and Luoshi went. Damn I missed math today. Ms Chen called my mum today, asking why I didnt attend. Today, they were releasing the CA1 results. I think I did quite badly, overall. Sigh D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at abt 12, practised my scales. Damn they're so hard. Pfffffft. Then ran through my pieces. So far okay. Having my practical on Monday! Damn scared k. Wish me luck people! :D Will miss school again. But practical's at ten, maybe I'll go after? Don't know. Went for lesson at around two. Ate Mac first, yum I love mayo. Wonder if it's fattening? Dont think so right, since it's made of eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wanted t buy th korean chains, but they're so expensive and so not worth. It's like, hundred plus for just a small heart pendant. But they look damn good. Shall get it next week. Save! Went t Imm for my sax reeds. Had such a hard time finding Band World. Called Brenda while she was having her lessons somemore. Haha oops. It's on second floor, #02-183. Finally! Was frickin happy when I found it, buttttttttttttttt.... it was closed! Haha then I cursed &amp; sweared. So I don't have any reed for tomorrow. Kill me pls! Ahh hope Athirah brings one for me. Will be damn thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant for groceries! It's so handy, they have everything, srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought loads of stuff. Brand's Inner Shine Berry Essence + Sunplay SPF 150 + Calbee Seaweed! + Seaweed + Colgate + many many more. Aha I can really spend.&lt;br /&gt;Got cream biscuits too. Gon stuff myself like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-7512345085743564979?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/7512345085743564979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=7512345085743564979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7512345085743564979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7512345085743564979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodbye-t-you.html' title='Goodbye t you'/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1883674462194843179</id><published>2007-03-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:22:25.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so bloody guilty. ok i admit i had fun today. that's supposed t be a good thing yeah? i laughd/smiled alot today though i reminded myself early in the morning not to, i even slapped myself when i smiled at sharanya. ha! (see.. sigh) anyw, had geog &amp; i sat in the back with min nd gab. helped gab scratch off his skin cos there's lots due t the sunburnt from kayaking. then did two worksheets. my hands were aching, lousy shizz. back t class, normal lessons &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for break w luoshi they al plus dear min of course. frickin fun, help me forget all my worries nd troubles. (but they're still there i know) back t class, math nd mr mani was damn angry for some reasons. yep so mr hisham was absent, thus no social studies. but th relief teacher gave some work &amp; only min, etiqa and me did it! how amazing! our class is really calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in class before peer tutoring began, laughd damn alot &amp;amp; min was super high. crazy girl (:&lt;br /&gt;gab helped us all buy food, like exactly what we messaged him. he is soooooooooo nice! right yvonne? ha.&lt;br /&gt;so steph th happy girl ate her pocky &amp; nuggets. nuggets was like ew though. but lemon tea made it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughd alot during peer tutoring, qhasmeer nd his funny antics! aha nd mr mani was in a good mood too, forgot why but i knew i enjoyed myself. then off t band, han nd i broke a key! omg i just turned th thing nd it broke. luckily it could be taken out. sorry QMs! played chorale jubiloso. gosh i suck. aha nd athirah played baritone, charlene played alto nd peishi played tenor. then went home w han nd rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock said i'm not sad anymore. well, thats a good thing huh. but i cried on th way home. sigh anyw, i choose t smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1883674462194843179?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1883674462194843179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1883674462194843179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1883674462194843179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1883674462194843179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-so-bloody-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8513075679039951042</id><published>2007-03-21T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T05:45:07.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>truths &amp; lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like you anymore&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;i dont care&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;i care so much it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;i dont miss you at all&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;i miss you really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;i dont think about you at all&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;you're stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie:&lt;br /&gt;leave, go away&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many truths &amp;amp; lies but i just cant.. cant do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuck i hate this i hate this. why why why why is this happening. i'm not cheerful not cheerful not cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going t break down soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget forget forget avoid avoid stop stop stop stop stop stop leave leave leave leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the rights t smile/laugh anymore. i made someone so miserable. HOW COULD I EVEN DO THIS KIND OF THINGS! someone kill me, hate me, leave me, slap me. scold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl, you dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed/smiled alot today, yet i'm not allowed, i cant. i cannot be happy. i cant. i really cant. how can i smile when someone is crying. how can i laugh when someone is dying. i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be my escape, please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8513075679039951042?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8513075679039951042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8513075679039951042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8513075679039951042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8513075679039951042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/truths-lies-lie-i-dont-like-you-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-548301398462626891</id><published>2007-03-20T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T06:02:00.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know what is wrong with me. you're really good yknow? you got me now. i've lost my spirit.. to go on. i know positive attitudes are v important and it's what i must have now at this time. but why can't i just think of happy thoughts for a second? jx called last night. usually i would have jumped for joy, but i cried like a baby once i heard his voice. i miss the midnight talks and playing with mum's make up and so so so many wrong but fun things we did. are fun/good things always wrong? damn i'm just sinking deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gab says there's no problems in this world at all, it's th people that choose to have problems to solve. sigh why the hell did i create this problem? there's no problem at all. smile/cry? it's all up t me! :D (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph what is wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept reading chemistry today, held back my tears so many times. i mean, people are always telling me t cheer up, &amp;amp; smile. but i keep disappointing. couldnt go high at all today. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useless, useless shit. that's what i dont want t be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake smiles. i hate th way you look at me. just fuck off okay? leave me alone. i'm not even the reason you guys broke up. get it right. damnit&lt;br /&gt;so are you happy now? t see me so down, i'm sure you're having a real good time reading all these. w a big grin on your pretty face :D hate all you want, if it makes you happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-548301398462626891?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/548301398462626891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=548301398462626891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/548301398462626891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/548301398462626891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-know-what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-2855218795441212507</id><published>2007-03-19T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T05:06:09.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so now i know you hate me, i alr know that. somehow i feel quite heartbrokened. i'm sorry. what can i do t make this right? i never intended t make anyone sad or hate me or whatsoever. cos hating someone else is really not an easy task. i'm wrong &amp;amp; i hate me too. for what i'm doing. but can i help it? no i cant. i'm too weak. what should i do t make this right? i liked you rly, sigh. tell me something so i know. tell me what i should do. disappear from th face of th earth? not talk t anyone anymore? tell me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-2855218795441212507?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/2855218795441212507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=2855218795441212507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2855218795441212507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2855218795441212507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-so-now-i-know-you-hate-me-i-alr-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7320481121161063471</id><published>2007-03-18T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T04:15:04.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually, when i think about your stories &amp;amp; everything, i'll cry. seriously. sigh i know what you're going through but we're not even friends anymore. yeah, hate is a strong word. i know you hate me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;why arent i as hot as you?&lt;br /&gt;i must admit, you're beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-7320481121161063471?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/7320481121161063471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=7320481121161063471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7320481121161063471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7320481121161063471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/actually-when-i-think-about-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-5821719252919194454</id><published>2007-03-17T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T07:55:02.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold &gt;&gt; Warmness on the Soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sushi takeaway with toufu was love &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Breakfast with Cal this morning. Spent little time together. Sigh we were wasting food nd all. Tsk everything's unfinished... Just like the egg I started on, and many other things (if you understand what i mean). I dont know what to do anymore. Maybe I should just give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Piano. Performance class was great! I loved th teacher, she speaks nicely. I played okay i think. Then we got to listen to some Bach music, had a quiz nd all. Bach's good in contrapuntal &amp; improvisation. &amp;amp; his famous composed music are the french &amp; english suites. ANDAND he has like 20 children! Omg were women then pigs? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lau Pa Sat with parents. Seafood was yummy. Eating is indeed a sin. If I pierce my tongue, I might lose my sense of taste, &amp; that's so not worth the price. So I shall not. Then drove around, &amp;amp; I love Marina, I saw the wheel thing. &amp; I want to go to the moving restaurant! :D It goes round and you can eat in it. So cool hur! &amp;amp;&amp; the hot air balloon. I want t be a tourist! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kayk bye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;turn t me, anytime you need a friend (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i know we're nothing more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-5821719252919194454?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/5821719252919194454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=5821719252919194454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5821719252919194454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5821719252919194454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/warmness-on-soul-sushi-takeaway-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-210520885037569912</id><published>2007-03-15T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T08:07:32.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>60 Things Most Girls Don't Know About Guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate sluts even though they have sex with them!(oh yeah..you're not "popular" if you've slept with more than 5 guys..you're a HOE)&lt;br /&gt;--"Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;--Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;br /&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;br /&gt;--Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;--It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;br /&gt;--Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;br /&gt;--Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;--Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.&lt;br /&gt;--If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;--No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;--Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;br /&gt;--Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;--A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;--No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;--Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;--We don't like girls who are too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;--We love it when girls talk about their boobs.&lt;br /&gt;--Always make sure you know what kind of stuff your getting into before making out with a guy ...like wheather it's a one time deal or not ....&lt;br /&gt;--Believe it or not shy guys are the most easiest to talk to..it may not seem right but trust me they will start opening up like books after you just ask them questions about their lives and unoticable tell them about yours...&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually.&lt;br /&gt;--Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs...&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will test the waters to see how far they can get with you. Even if he doesn't intend to it will happen. Know how far it is you want to let him go and he will respect that...after you let him know a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;*45 things a girl loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;2-talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;3-share secrets.&lt;br /&gt;4-give her your jacket.&lt;br /&gt;5-kiss her slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-hug her.&lt;br /&gt;7-hold her.&lt;br /&gt;8-laugh with her.&lt;br /&gt;9-invite her somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;10-let her be with you when you're with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-smile with her.&lt;br /&gt;12-take pics with her.&lt;br /&gt;13-pull her onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;14-when she says she loves you more, deny it. fight back.&lt;br /&gt;15-when her friends say i love her more than you, deny it. fight back and hug her tight so she cant get to her friends. it makes her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking about someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-always hug her and say i love you when you see her&lt;br /&gt;17-kiss her unexpectedly!&lt;br /&gt;18-***HUG HER FROM BEHIND AROUND THE WAIST!!!***&lt;br /&gt;19-tell her shes beautiful not sexy!&lt;br /&gt;20- tell her the way you feel about her! but you need to show her you mean it too.&lt;br /&gt;21-kiss her on the lips&lt;br /&gt;22-DONT ask her to buy you stuff.&lt;br /&gt;23-TELL HER WHAT FEELS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;24-make her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;25-make her feel good. it makes her feel special.&lt;br /&gt;26-DON'T LIE TO HER.&lt;br /&gt;27-DON'T CHEAT ON HER.&lt;br /&gt;28-take her anywhere she wants&lt;br /&gt;29-txt messege or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school, and how much you miss her.&lt;br /&gt;30-be there for her when ever she needs you, &amp; even when she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can always count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still reading this? you better be its important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold and she can hold you too.&lt;br /&gt;32. When you are alone hold her close and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the forehead (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;br /&gt;34. While in the movie, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her lightly.&lt;br /&gt;35. Dont ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you're mad. If shes upset, comfort her.Remember this next time you are with her&lt;br /&gt;36. When people diss her, stand up for her.&lt;br /&gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;38. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart. Link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you.&lt;br /&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand.&lt;br /&gt;40. When you hug her hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;41. Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;br /&gt;43. Take her for long walks at night&lt;br /&gt;44. Dedicate a song to her.&lt;br /&gt;45. Always Remind her how much you love her. youll never know when she needs just a lil more love&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you read this&lt;br /&gt;cos right now i'm so confused &amp; heartbroken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-210520885037569912?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/210520885037569912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=210520885037569912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/210520885037569912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/210520885037569912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/60-things-most-girls-dont-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8997581877505352617</id><published>2007-03-15T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:23:19.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day at home, with iTunes playing, studying bio and drinking water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was cool, I should have been cooler though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I love you so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, I'm so hooked on to these two songs right now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Nerina Pallot &gt;&gt; Sophia&lt;br /&gt;02) Way Back Into Love Feat Haley Bennett &gt;&gt; Hugh Grant &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not just somebody just to get me throught the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration. Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt; And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8997581877505352617?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8997581877505352617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8997581877505352617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8997581877505352617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8997581877505352617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-at-home-with-itunes-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7235721958264724566</id><published>2007-03-13T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T07:01:39.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bad cough and heartbreak. &lt;br /&gt;What more t say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late for my lit exam for over one hour. &lt;br /&gt;Still took it, in the staff room. &lt;br /&gt;Air con was full blast, damn I'm so sick &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town yesterday w Min, Celine &amp; Weiqian. &lt;br /&gt;Wasted money on stuff I dont need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so good, it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel good at all. i miss you but i want to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfauCWE6ulI/AAAAAAAAABk/zMndJMjmAj8/s1600-h/kkkkk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfauCWE6ulI/AAAAAAAAABk/zMndJMjmAj8/s200/kkkkk.JPG" border="2" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041408188197026386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture looks damn peaceful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfauYGE6umI/AAAAAAAAABs/U7QzwPmMXrk/s1600-h/uuu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfauYGE6umI/AAAAAAAAABs/U7QzwPmMXrk/s200/uuu.JPG" border="3" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041408561859181154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toufu th ass took this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rfauq2E6uoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Z6w0x59oHPA/s1600-h/ll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rfauq2E6uoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Z6w0x59oHPA/s200/ll.JPG" border="4" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041408883981728386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what's wrong w me&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfauCWE6ulI/AAAAAAAAABk/zMndJMjmAj8/s72-c/kkkkk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7214907373648587141</id><published>2007-03-10T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T05:56:13.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/RfK47mE6ukI/AAAAAAAAABc/bSpCoig6GBE/s1600-h/ik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-5313013720190875364</id><published>2007-03-09T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:16:18.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blinded. i'm not thinking right anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-5313013720190875364?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/5313013720190875364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=5313013720190875364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5313013720190875364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5313013720190875364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/blinded.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1383365777235564428</id><published>2007-03-09T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T05:06:44.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ran full four rounds for PE today. Running beside Min felt great, motivation t carry on. Day went by really fast.. Andy made me listen t this really long Jap song, swearing I'll cry as I listen. I didnt, haha what a failure. Draggy song, first love's still better. &amp; the bubble thing's funny. Everyone should get braces (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese talk in the hall, fricking boring. I caught B sleeping, rlyrly cute. Anyway, I think it's quite hard t get th A1 for chinese! Oh man -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class, doing math till four plus. Then went t Lot One w Min, Celine &amp; Joel(Totoro). Rly fun! :D Joel sang in the bus, friggen loud. Omg super sweeeeeet. I swear I'll melt if any guy does that t me. Min's lucky :] &lt;br /&gt;Ate &amp; then took pictures. Omg so fun la! I love you guys damn alot. Min &amp; Park rocks so bad &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierced my ear w Celine. She ma piercing partner! So much fun :D&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'm going t hide this for long? Haha whatever. I like it. Cal pierced his ear too, looks so hot! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smiling at her today.. and my heart just broke. Maybe I should just stop, stop all these. Mixed feelings really. Thinking back, it seems like I'm always the one caring. Yeah, so many times I've tried t quit but I just cant. It's like a curse I can't stop. Karma bites, what should I do? It all feels so wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1383365777235564428?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1383365777235564428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1383365777235564428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1383365777235564428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1383365777235564428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/ran-full-four-rounds-for-pe-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-2459853133905398200</id><published>2007-03-08T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T06:10:25.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell the school that March holidays are supposed t mean holidays. &lt;br /&gt;Holidays &gt; Days that are left free t do anything we want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yettttttttttttttt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my march "holiday" week &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/03 Monday&lt;br /&gt;01) NIE Exhibition &lt;br /&gt;02) Band &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/03 Tuesday &lt;br /&gt;01) Lit Class test &gt; Back t school &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/03 Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;01) Math Remedial &gt; Back t school &lt;br /&gt;02) Social Studies Tutorial &gt; Back t school &lt;br /&gt;03) Band &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/03 Thursday &lt;br /&gt;01) Dinner with Toufu (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/03 Friday &lt;br /&gt;01) Band &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm a bitter child, but srsly, one day free? OMG someone tell me this isn't happening. I think I'm going t srsrly die when prelims come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school and band today. Exhausted. K thxbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;five long years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-2459853133905398200?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/2459853133905398200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=2459853133905398200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2459853133905398200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2459853133905398200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3320411271251922238</id><published>2007-03-06T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T07:05:28.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum's quite Jap-crazy all of a sudden. Maybe the heat got her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Had cold soba with tempura for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) She bought a whole carton of Jap snacks this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg but I LIKE. HAHA I don't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow she'll get air tickets or something.&lt;br /&gt;I can only wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3320411271251922238?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3320411271251922238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3320411271251922238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3320411271251922238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3320411271251922238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/mums-quite-jap-crazy-all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-89098847861193039</id><published>2007-03-02T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:20:42.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, I can't believe yesterday took place. So.. Had normal lessons like any student in Singapore, studying our asses off 24/7. Went t watch the table tennis match. &lt;br /&gt;Then went t WM w Min &amp; Celine. Gawd, I swear I love th both of you v much (: Had fun lah, laughing &amp; talking so loud in the library. Totoro, Joel &amp; everything. Went back t school w Celine, was telling ghost stories &amp; all. So fun! But frickin scary tooooo. Damn I never want t experience what you had, Park! AHA unfortunate. Tres sad after that, after Park (Celine) went home. Cos of some reasons, teared at the interchange, sat there like a idiot. Till Etiqa came along! We had girltalk (: I miss her, rly. Yeap, chat till bout eight. Then went t Jurong t get my deposit from th center. Damnit he denied all the shit he said. Damn pissed, cos he's wasting my time and cheating my money. So I cried and just stood there. Then went back, disheartened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like chocolate, do you? I also like eyes w colour. Maybe I shall get coloured contact lens too! HAHA who cares if they're fake. I like the feeling of you being so real. Can't believe I could get t do this, even pure talking seems impossible. Sad t say, I realised you're practically perfect, look back at myself, I'm far from that. Sad, haha yeah. But whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want t kill myself by studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need t, have t, will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano, newspapers, scales, homework, math drill, fruits, jogging, band shall claim my bloody life! AHHHHHHH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye lovu &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-89098847861193039?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/89098847861193039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=89098847861193039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/89098847861193039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/89098847861193039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-man-i-cant-believe-yesterday-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-2879645454238904044</id><published>2007-03-01T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T06:22:07.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, I want t thank my lovely classmates! :D You guys rock. I didnt go t school today. Sick cos of th rain. Basically, I wasted one day at home, stoning. I read chap 1 of Catholics for Dummies. I must have strong faith by June :] That's my aim. &amp; A1 for chinese! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me smile even when there's nothing funny or sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-2879645454238904044?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/2879645454238904044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=2879645454238904044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2879645454238904044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/2879645454238904044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/03/firstly-i-want-t-thank-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-6694186285015557539</id><published>2007-02-25T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T07:34:15.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food is love HAHA SHIT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello k-yo.blogspot.com! Havent had any real entries in you for a fricking long time. Biyaneh :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Friday - Had lessons till twelve thirty, then Joel came t steal Min away from me! Aha no luh, but they went out. Min that cheeky didn't go for training again. Tsktsk stayed behind t do chi workbook w Mel and Han. The whole was super empty! Like a ghost town. Haha only mel, han, marcus, eddy and me. Everyone else ran! Omg larh, our class... Then I finished real early so I played w my psp while they continued. Then Ms Chen came and we all talked alot! :D I liked it, went off at about five pm. Walked w Han, so funny larh, cos there was this girl infront of us, suddenly she shouted, "Valerie!" &amp; everyone turned t look at her. Then Han said there's no one infront, and she's like acting just t run. HAHA the scene was hilarious. I'm so glad I'm friends w Han again (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Saturday - Band, exchange programme. Walau cheat my feelings, Gr wasn't there. Macpherson and Bkt View instead. Damn I was so looking forward. Sigh guess Gr pulled out cos of common tests. I wish Dunearn had common tests too. So there's something t push me ahead. Dangg this sucks. Anw, went t shop* w Luoshi after that. Had lunch at Mos Burger first. Had croquette, fries w ketchup and a burger. Yum, I like. But I was craving for Milk tea, nevermind next time! :D She bought masks &amp; all. Haha hard time deciding. Walked around and stuff. Twas nice. Funny talks about the ALs &amp; stufffffffffff. &lt;br /&gt;Had piano at night, there's a annex for Mandeville, v cool. Then off t Matt's for steamboat! :D Yummy food again. I love steamboat! Haha beef w shabu shabu. Val Pok ate damn alot of beef! HAHA reached home bout one. Shagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Sunday - Church as usual w Gerri. Then went t Pastamania for lunch. Ate baked rice while she had her spaghetti. Drank Oreo Choc w mini pearl. I like mini pearl &lt;3 Kaykay, I want t go t Novena church every Sat now! 4-5 pm. I want t discover Catholic faith!  Anyone wanna go w me? HAHA pleaseeeeeeeeeeee :D OCBC centre, chinese restaurant at Shenton Way. I love chink food. Damn I just love eating la, basically. HAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till you grow up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-6694186285015557539?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/6694186285015557539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=6694186285015557539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6694186285015557539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6694186285015557539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-k-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1600644613704034766</id><published>2007-02-24T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T07:56:14.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random stufffffffffffffffffff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Matt rocks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Life's pretty good (Y) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Wo hen xi huan ni! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, you need to study more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1600644613704034766?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1600644613704034766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1600644613704034766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1600644613704034766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1600644613704034766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-stufffffffffffffffffff-01-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-5154534278733841822</id><published>2007-02-16T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:05:49.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Main posts will be here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screamlikefuck.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll still be here! Random stuffffffffffffffffff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM 01) V3'S HERE! :D like, beside me now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-5154534278733841822?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/5154534278733841822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=5154534278733841822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5154534278733841822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/5154534278733841822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/main-posts-will-be-here-screamlikefuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-7472006630236619794</id><published>2007-02-13T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:06:13.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you v much'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01) lol tmr's happy vday! :D i have pressies (well sorta) for alot alot of people! can you believe i have twenty four people on my list. i just kept linking people &amp; th list went on &amp; on &amp; .. on. HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) i failed th math test on binomial theorem, i feel so disheartened, not rly.. this sucks. i should rly beat myself up for it. sigh i'm just too.. happy? D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) had a nice chat w sin rui today! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) chem tuition w aaron is rly interesting cos i learn outside-the-text-stuff. yipppee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) MY V3'S HERE! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. GETTING IT TMR! :D :D :D :D someone pls kill me, i'm happy... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-7472006630236619794?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/7472006630236619794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=7472006630236619794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7472006630236619794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/7472006630236619794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/01-lol-tmrs-happy-vday-d-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3097832752131343988</id><published>2007-02-11T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:00:45.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01) I forgot I had math homework so I'm rushing through th freaking night now! Aha &amp; I still have my el recount t write. Oh well, another day shall work, cause tmr there's no el anyw. Heehee sorry ms khoo! :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;02) I think I have said the forbidden word too much, or I've been saying th wrong things lately, my tongue's actually sore. Danggggg it hurts like mutherfu*k, esp when I eat, or chew. Lol maybe I shall lose some weight due to this. I have reasons not t consume food! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Yay Ily Min, meeting you for breakfast tmr. Park &amp; Joel too yeah? Bk rocks. Cheer up girl! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Min's going t ask Mr Koh if I can join them for their match tmr, as in like t cheer them or whatttt! I'm a fan! :D Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Hope all's allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) This post's quite brainless HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I'M A HAPPY SCHOOLGIRL, NE? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3097832752131343988?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3097832752131343988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3097832752131343988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3097832752131343988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3097832752131343988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/01-i-forgot-i-had-math-homework-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-604956142236291010</id><published>2007-02-11T05:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T05:14:34.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling depressed all of a sudden. &lt;br /&gt;Must be the coffee aye? &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-604956142236291010?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/604956142236291010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=604956142236291010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/604956142236291010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/604956142236291010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/feeling-depressed-all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3305850779829142708</id><published>2007-02-11T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T04:54:10.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rc8SXZSt8MI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cJm9RU9mf-I/s1600-h/snappp+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rc8SXZSt8MI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cJm9RU9mf-I/s200/snappp+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030259501931819202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an fugly picture of me for all t see! Aha. &lt;br /&gt;Please stay my friend after seeing it okay? &lt;br /&gt;Anyw, this was taken a rly long time ago, last year?&lt;br /&gt;I still recall those lovely days w Han, miss them so much. &lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sud. v interested in online shopping. Aha funny. &lt;br /&gt;Can shop w/o care, as in how fat you are or stuff. &lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm getting fatter &amp; fatter. &lt;br /&gt;I look like a pork burger, fatty! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band exchange on saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Went t Saint Margs', met Tracy! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;Yep &amp; we went too fast I think, I mean while playing Incantation &amp; Dance. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, fightin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano next, this week was perf class. &lt;br /&gt;I sucked! Ah D:&lt;br /&gt;But playing th parts was v fun (: &lt;br /&gt;The teacher says I change my hairstyle v quickly. (lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town after, bought a new case &amp; rly pretty files at Taka. &lt;br /&gt;Ate tempura meal &amp; then bought some donuts &amp; back t home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched th new Ella show till one plus. &lt;br /&gt;Freakin nice. Wu Zun! (Now I know why LS's so obsessed!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped Cat class today. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry Gerrrrrrrrrri the hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition &amp; I studied chem! Woooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judith got &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 A1s&lt;/span&gt; for Olevels. &lt;br /&gt;I'm srsly gobsmacked! &lt;br /&gt;Is she even human?&lt;br /&gt;Mothership's expectation shall raise like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3305850779829142708?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3305850779829142708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3305850779829142708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3305850779829142708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3305850779829142708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/heres-fugly-picture-of-me-for-all-t-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/Rc8SXZSt8MI/AAAAAAAAAAg/cJm9RU9mf-I/s72-c/snappp+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8604968496731206008</id><published>2007-02-07T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:18:54.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy stuff first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super fun time at HCA today, w my dearest Min! &lt;3 I love th uncle I found. His name's Wong Hong Jee &amp; he's a Hainanese, he thinks I'm cute! So sad when I had t leave. Min &amp; I pinky swore t visit again. Wait for me, Uncle! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Jx's letter! YAYE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad shite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; you to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt bad after band, went home alone &amp; crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha thanks Charlene for th short but nice message! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye, Min, Kim Loves You! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8604968496731206008?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8604968496731206008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8604968496731206008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8604968496731206008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8604968496731206008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/random.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8198200577297490569</id><published>2007-02-04T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T06:07:12.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two hearts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/4cc288o.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the song is my blog is When It Was Me by Paula Deanda. I love her all her songs! They're all fucking nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been so rush-ed &amp; tiring! I didnt expect weekends to be so tiring! D: I wish there was more than twenty four hours per day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, had lessons till twelve thirty. Went w Min t class 4e2 t wait for Celine. Aha their class is huge! Lucky shit. &amp; th pictures behind so cute, esp Celine's! Damn cute. Did a lil of math. Then went w them t their table tennis training. Helped Sin Rui w her lit stuff. Off t WM lib, we had girltalk! :D I srsly enjoyed it, but poor Park was sick, get well soon! Hope you feel better. Woooooo &amp; Min rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent-teacher-meeting sessions. Basically, I just got comments like, "She talks in class, sometimes too much." "She's focused, good thing." "Not really punctual in homework stuff" Oh well, I had fun w M &amp; C! Watched Mum nd Dad eat their late dinner, then they brought me t nursery at Thomson's t pick flowers! I was elated, but when I rched there, started crying, cause I thought of Jx &amp; all. But I loved those flowers so much! I picked fresh chrysanthemums for my room! I dont knw why, but I love them. Bright shizz :] By th time I reached home, was close t one. Insanity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band in the morning th very next day. Omfg, so frickin beat. Met Che &amp; Han, then had footdrills. Twas fun teaching my junior, Kelvin! He such a fast learner. &amp;&amp; ohmy sax section's huge now! There's like what? eleven of us? In random order, Huldah, Jasmine, Peishi, Kelvin, Charlene, Athirah, Gwen, Xingzhe, Joey, Claudia, &amp; yours truly! Woooooooo (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano next. Stupid! My V3's still not ready. So pissed at th guy &amp; th shop la. D: &lt;br /&gt;Off t meet Huldah, I was wearing a dress! AH! Fugly. Met Huldah, Helmizar, Alfyan &amp; Ziyaad at City Hall. Went t BK t meet th others. Abu, Justin, Rani &amp; stuff. Yeah so, Mus Art's concert was eventful. Walked abit along Singapore River. I think they're such funny people. Aha anyway, I missed th last bus &amp; Mum had t fetch me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church early in th morning, so rush-ed yeah? D: Met Gerri/Elissa for class. We are such stoners man! :] HEEHEE Geri's so hot, so hot. lol doing th stupid thingo, looking out for th hot guy, the guitar thing &amp; stuff. Then bought mashed, waited for Mum. Had tuition later, ran &amp; here I am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what challenges might bring once again tmr? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had known from the time I was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8198200577297490569?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8198200577297490569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8198200577297490569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8198200577297490569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8198200577297490569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-so-cute-d-anyway-song-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.tinypic.com/4cc288o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-9139457772653941272</id><published>2007-02-01T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:11:04.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>? tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-9139457772653941272?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/9139457772653941272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=9139457772653941272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/9139457772653941272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/9139457772653941272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1702331562774605077</id><published>2007-01-31T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T05:09:36.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i15.tinypic.com/48r2fqf.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Shilei! :D &lt;br /&gt;You're sweet sixteen alr, must be da bomb kay? We're supposed t like, own th school or something (saw you climbing th railing thing somemore! tsk how mature). Remember that Shilei loves Kathryn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought her this friggen huge present! Aren't we such sweet girls, HEEHEE. Ok so we gave it t her in the morning. Wonder how Mel managed t squeeze it into th bus w her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news! I have found my undertaking form! Oohoo (: It must be fate, I'm so glad yo! :D Yayyyyy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; next saturday, DMB's going t St Marg's for exchange. Yay! Dear Tracy's there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news  -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My V3 isn't available yet! The stupid guy can't find it anywhere, as in, no stock. I didnt know it was so popular la. Excuses tsk &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Gabriel Lee the fish is sick! Get welll soon yo. Class is quiet w/o you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min, wo ai ni! :D &lt;3 Had great fun w you. &lt;br /&gt;Han, we must work harder yeah? I'll always be there :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned up th class today, sweeped th floor, arranged books &amp; tables, it's kind of decent somemore. So proud of myself! Clap for LTY please. Aha but Viki says it's for nothing, as tmr all will go back t it's original messy state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I forgot what else I have t say. Aha I'm happppppy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two hearts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1702331562774605077?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1702331562774605077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1702331562774605077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1702331562774605077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1702331562774605077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/gabriel-lee-fish-is-sick-get-welll-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.tinypic.com/48r2fqf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-6331672351237907451</id><published>2007-01-29T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T05:20:47.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Had cross country, was an official, quite dumb la the whole thing. Just helping Mr Rani only. Yknow RJ &amp; Jun kept laughing at Han &amp; me, cos we're standby. Aha saddening. Sat, piano class was good! Yay :D Bought my Motorazr V3 (red) &lt;3 Collecting it on Tuesday I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was piano, town &amp; tuiton. Nothing in particular. Getting bored of blogging! :( Are you? Aha whatever ________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday = Today :D Fun day overall. Just that I feel the cringe in my heart more &amp; more. Aishhhhhhhh. &amp;&amp; I found out one damn shocking news today, xu wei lun is dead! :( ohman, she's so young &amp; pretty. Feel so moodless. F**king unbelievable la. Sad, life is so fragile. Treasure the ones around you! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you 24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-6331672351237907451?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/6331672351237907451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=6331672351237907451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6331672351237907451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6331672351237907451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1931439735694215441</id><published>2007-01-25T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T05:25:01.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit chopped bangs &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 can pull it off (when it grows, that is)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1931439735694215441?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1931439735694215441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1931439735694215441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1931439735694215441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1931439735694215441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/shit-chopped-bangs-i-can-pull-it-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-1420653943375948502</id><published>2007-01-21T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T06:12:58.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TH YOU SUCK MANZ! Let me tell you why. &lt;br /&gt;Lollers I cut my fringe again (tolietbowl style, most in now worzxzxz!) omgggg danggggggggggggggg. &amp; th's first reaction when I went t look for him t pass th note was like, he went ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TH: Heyyy little girl, looking for your mummy? (super high gay voice!) &lt;br /&gt;Me: (fuming) *piak! Walau you fag! &lt;br /&gt;TH: *laughs (!!!!!! at me somemore!!! this idiottttttttttt) &lt;br /&gt;Me: That bad arh? :( &lt;br /&gt;TH: No la, you just look f**king young, that's all. &lt;br /&gt;Me: *smiles &lt;br /&gt;TH: like a small dumb kid (&amp; laughs AGAIN!!!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, so screwed so screwed. &lt;br /&gt;TH IS A FRIGGEN FAG TRUEBLUE GAY RIGHT GINNY! aha I just put Ginny into th picture. Oh whatever. So gayyyyyyyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-1420653943375948502?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/1420653943375948502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=1420653943375948502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1420653943375948502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/1420653943375948502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/th-you-suck-manz-let-me-tell-you-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3215362667906722504</id><published>2007-01-21T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T05:36:11.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5nwOCPpm7o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5nwOCPpm7o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land Before Time, man I miss the show! &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VeydmD-R-I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VeydmD-R-I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this! Friggen funny yo! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Higa's HAWTTTTTTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3215362667906722504?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3215362667906722504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3215362667906722504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3215362667906722504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3215362667906722504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/land-before-time-man-i-miss-show-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3016282471450681254</id><published>2007-01-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T06:38:30.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, &amp; wowee I havent been blogging for days! Wonder if that's a good thing or not. Aha yeah. Have been super busy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday t Wednesday was the Adam Khoo's course. Up till 9pm daily, so drained out after thus wasted three days of studying. Gah can't be helped. Our trainers were Gary(: Danny &amp; Woei Tang. &lt;br /&gt;Gary's a fricking funny man! Socks is crazy about Danny, everyone pities Woei Tang cos it's like everytime he comes into the room, I feel sleepy. You get my point right. Ok yeah so it's like rly nice t start off the day laughing instead of going into th boring classrooms for lessons. I loved th course, touching shizz, painful stuff (I actually bit myself! omgzz!) &amp; manymany more. Learned lots of new stuff. Min was high all the time. Dangggggg I miss that crazy woman yo! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, sad case. Back t normal lessons, quite alright. Actually I forgot what happened so whatever. Went for band, and all the sec1s were coming in! :D OHMYSON how exciting. Aha &amp;&amp; I have like, two juniors all t myself! YAYE but Athirah's more excited than me aha wdvr. and both th juniors can play so loud, unlike me, forever soft (gentle AHA!) Yeap I must work hard man! Must play forte all the time just t be audible. Wonderful isn't it, my poor mouth's going t suffer. Overall, it's v fun luh, watching th sec1s try t play &amp; teaching them :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday had lunch w Han after school. We ate our all-time-fav baked rice! w cheese &amp; all. Went w her t the hosp t check on this swell on her leg. The doctor said she needed t go t A&amp;E t cut off the swell thingo. Supposed t go w her but then her parents decided otherwise. Anw Han's okay now! In case you're wondering. Met Cal at th library for homework session! Did math &amp; some bio stuffs. Idiot luh he. Aha had ljs for dinner, then cabbed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Had band in the morning, met Che. Played I&amp;D in the hall. I was like shit ok? Aish, please buck up! :] Have faith! &lt;br /&gt;Lunch w Stella, Zining &amp; Azimah at WM. Home then met Gerri &amp; Char for cat class. Quite stupid, for one fricking hour only. Played Dog&amp;Bone, well sort of. Then there's th story of three little pigs &amp; stupid stuffffff. Didnt go t mass w them as I had piano. Manz, I play like shizz. I can't do scales! Tcher Grace was damn impatient nd all cos there's not much time left. Aish X2! Ate at Swensens, yum I loved the ice cream waffle. Super nice :D &amp; massive too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things t do asap:&lt;br /&gt;1. Complete all homework! &lt;br /&gt;2. Practice scales like for 100 times. &lt;br /&gt;3. Buy reed + reed guard. &lt;br /&gt;4. Revise Chem, Bio &amp; Geog. &lt;br /&gt;5. Return Dvds. &lt;br /&gt;6. Buy all files needed for school. &lt;br /&gt;7. Save some money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special corner: - t Rock &lt;br /&gt;Hey there, just want t say that I'm rlyrly glad we're good friends, glad that I met Rock who brings me fun, laughter &amp; joy! :D Thanks for help w the blogskin too. &lt;br /&gt;Love, Wave :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3016282471450681254?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3016282471450681254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3016282471450681254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3016282471450681254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3016282471450681254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-wowee-i-havent-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-6183894794014557069</id><published>2007-01-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T06:40:59.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: Something Corporate &gt;&gt; You're Gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img404.imageshack.us/my.php?image=k2wm9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9324/k2wm9.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just getting worse &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-6183894794014557069?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/6183894794014557069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=6183894794014557069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6183894794014557069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/6183894794014557069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/music-something-corporate-youre-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-8697288108749646001</id><published>2007-01-12T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:26:24.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: Made &gt;&gt; Damien Rice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.tinypic.com/33vnnlx.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home yo! Aha, that was pointless. Like duhhh right. It's still raining I think. Just wanta say that I lovvveeee my rock plenty! &amp; she's pretty + she means alot t me! You're not fugly please. You can chop off my hair if I'm lying. Aha be going out w her tmr after band. Yayness! Oohoo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving for buns, shizz so late alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bai bai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-8697288108749646001?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/8697288108749646001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=8697288108749646001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8697288108749646001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/8697288108749646001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-home-yo-aha-that-was-pointless.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.tinypic.com/33vnnlx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123138627765292120.post-3433174867417686556</id><published>2007-01-11T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:10:32.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music: Boys Likes Girls &gt;&gt; My, You and My Medication &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2rdvyj5.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today : ( I swear the effing headache felt like there were millions of hobnails in my head, whatever that is. Lollers &amp; I'm sososo free right now,  so I revamped my site &amp; all. Va- va- oom! :D&lt;br /&gt;Relink y'all! But I bet damn few people will be using the comp nowadays, except for TH of course as this stupid year is frickin crucial! Read my bio just now, had cake for breakfast nd Nai nai's pissing me off. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestd, El block in the morning, class was rather rowdy but yours truly thought my desk was a bed, so i slept through the whole oral communication thingo. Faith Khoo, high waist fashion! Aha. Then came PE, the horrors. Was super emo &amp; started crying while changing. Oops, cute Min, went t find Cal &amp; he stood outside the toliet for I dontknw what then I chased him away. So mean yeah? Apologised later. Didnt open my mouth ever since. Had t run for PE, did so, &amp; it was raining nd all. My first time running alone and in the rain. Feels great. Record was 13.05. Aceza! Same w Mel. Walked back t school &amp; blisters galore. Ouch they suck :( &lt;br /&gt;Played w water, spraying all over after PE, on the way back t class. So frickin fun! Min, good exampe hurhur. Aha Han &amp; I were defending ourselves from that Min-y Water Monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had MT,  pretty boring. Math, then Geog! Aha, it was a laugh, rly. Cos we had t do this mindmap thingo, plus our teacher looked like  a pig, so Min &amp; I drew pig noses over the whole sheet of paper! :D Then it's like so colourful &amp; pretty. Unfortunately, th teacher (shall not name names, kinda obvious? aha.)  didnt get our drift. She said we were not paying attention &amp; our mindmap was out of point. Min &amp; I kept staring at her nose throughout! It was hilarious, I tell you. Aha, then off t the talk. There was this lady from Austria, her name's Linda, talked about Hospice shizz &amp; all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, stuff happend. I loved it! But can't mention it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt go for tuition afterall as I fell sick after all the rain shizz! Aha, just sneezed twice! Someone must be thinking of me, lollers. Meeting Han later for dinner + tuition! :D Our fish &amp; chips special &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/123138627765292120-3433174867417686556?l=k-yo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/feeds/3433174867417686556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=123138627765292120&amp;postID=3433174867417686556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3433174867417686556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/123138627765292120/posts/default/3433174867417686556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-yo.blogspot.com/2007/01/skipped-school-today-i-swear-effing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kim(chi)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15759208053951972735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f7UJh4oki3I/SELG2GxL58I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FzjDVo9uDhs/S220/IMG00566.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i10.tinypic.com/2rdvyj5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
