<?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-7999965411145912178</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:40:48.420+08:00</updated><category term='Hartamas Square'/><category term='Andrew'/><category term='Rina'/><category term='Modestos'/><category term='Fahrenheit'/><title type='text'>A World of Poems</title><subtitle type='html'>Kimberley, Kimberley, Kimberley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-7026255216888055078</id><published>2008-11-26T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:29:26.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocks Are Absurd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What? &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What? You can’t do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You’re meant to come &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And that’s a fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s full of kia su people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They’re all worse than Ming Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we hate ming-han people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nooooooooooooo man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(You’re meant to say “man” like in a Jamaican accent btw to rhyme xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who’s going to sing with me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And people-watch as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And if I see another Chace on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who am I going to tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who’s going to protect me from Ming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And Ian too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know how they are together…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They stick like glue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So there I’d be all left out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And acting like a third-wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Singing by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Acting all surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aww. Vicci-toria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please come Melbourneee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Go persuade your dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nadal. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And how come I was so dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As to not post a photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of my lovely Adam G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pictures are like my motto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eesh. I’m such a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So absent-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL. But that means I’m self-actualised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Either that. Or blinded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HA. Blinded by love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes oh so sweet love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s simply something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can’t get enough of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SS1cSHa4pfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/sYB2I-Oo5kY/s1600-h/adam-gregory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SS1cSHa4pfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/sYB2I-Oo5kY/s320/adam-gregory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272972205019932146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexalicious Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:oOPyM1eb_JL42M:http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/la/90210_set_200808/adam_gregory_2032590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 170px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:oOPyM1eb_JL42M:http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/la/90210_set_200808/adam_gregory_2032590.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SS1cSCaf7RI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9iXVm3WtMqw/s1600-h/adam-gregory-pic_79x119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SS1cSCaf7RI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9iXVm3WtMqw/s320/adam-gregory-pic_79x119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272972203676134674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:Du9y-45eQr-x9M:http://www.beverlyhills90210blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/adam-gregory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 147px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:Du9y-45eQr-x9M:http://www.beverlyhills90210blog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/adam-gregory.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-7026255216888055078?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/7026255216888055078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=7026255216888055078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7026255216888055078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7026255216888055078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/shocks-are-absurd.html' title='Shocks Are Absurd.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SS1cSHa4pfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/sYB2I-Oo5kY/s72-c/adam-gregory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-4763540647861583580</id><published>2008-11-26T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:27:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s not fair&lt;br /&gt;That you can blog so fast&lt;br /&gt;I need to make stuff rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And it leaves me aghast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they just say they’re not sure&lt;br /&gt;But peer pressure will get to them&lt;br /&gt;Well, more of fan pressure&lt;br /&gt;…(I can’t find anything that rhymes with them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Adam’s so frekin hot&lt;br /&gt;But too bad. I found him first.&lt;br /&gt;You have your Ed.&lt;br /&gt;And your Johnny Depp at worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Johnny Depp.&lt;br /&gt;He still scares me.&lt;br /&gt;Way too barbaric for me&lt;br /&gt;To a large degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how come you never told me&lt;br /&gt;You were going for your driving&lt;br /&gt;Why you even learning though?&lt;br /&gt;Of fun for yourself you are depriving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bloody 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;Is a bloody long time&lt;br /&gt;And all in malay&lt;br /&gt;…almost a crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you’re leaving in February!&lt;br /&gt;So you’re never going to be able to drive here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gottta go dinner btw. I’ll finish it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-4763540647861583580?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/4763540647861583580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=4763540647861583580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4763540647861583580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4763540647861583580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogs.html' title='Blogs.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-6237717557158178499</id><published>2008-11-26T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:25:34.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Continues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Victoria Ong, Oh My God.&lt;br /&gt;I know though- this may seem so odd&lt;br /&gt;Every post shall now be a poem&lt;br /&gt;Because well…I just love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I have fantastic news&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, you were completely right&lt;br /&gt;No list can ever be complete…&lt;br /&gt;Mine just keeps growing in height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess who’s my latest addition?&lt;br /&gt;He’s so cute and adorable&lt;br /&gt;And you better not disagree&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be so horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s such a shame&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t have many shows&lt;br /&gt;He’s not that popular&lt;br /&gt;So, higher chance for me I suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s Adam Gregory&lt;br /&gt;Go look him up&lt;br /&gt;He’s so adorable&lt;br /&gt;Just like a pup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s in 90210 by the way&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you’re wondering&lt;br /&gt;He’s so…yum.&lt;br /&gt;As delightful as...lightning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, oh my dearest&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing rhymes-&lt;br /&gt;My craze… it’s legit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-6237717557158178499?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/6237717557158178499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=6237717557158178499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/6237717557158178499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/6237717557158178499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-continues.html' title='It Continues.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-427553590104139273</id><published>2008-11-26T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:57:28.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible To The Naked Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The word was disappointment-&lt;br /&gt;The one that filled her world;&lt;br /&gt;As she lay there silently,&lt;br /&gt;Solemn, struck and curled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;She felt alone and lost-&lt;br /&gt;Like on a sandy path:&lt;br /&gt;One she’d never crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misguided and misled,&lt;br /&gt;Deceiving she was thought of&lt;br /&gt;By those who meant everything-&lt;br /&gt;The only ones she ever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left alone for punishment,&lt;br /&gt;One she never deserved.&lt;br /&gt;She accepted it though,&lt;br /&gt;As taught to be reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed aside and disregarded;&lt;br /&gt;It was as if she was worthless.&lt;br /&gt;Her body was invisible;&lt;br /&gt;Her feelings were hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was she to do?&lt;br /&gt;Not one word was heard.&lt;br /&gt;Everything she did&lt;br /&gt;Was considered absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;When you’re so lost out there:&lt;br /&gt;When you’re blank and baffled,&lt;br /&gt;Stripped naked; completely bare.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-427553590104139273?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/427553590104139273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=427553590104139273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/427553590104139273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/427553590104139273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/invisible-to-naked-eye.html' title='Invisible To The Naked Eye'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-2996298739351329296</id><published>2008-11-26T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:57:30.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The War Begins..All Over Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. This actually reminds me of our yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. OOOPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 1 foot away from him. For the first time.&lt;br /&gt;I swear okay. MY HEART &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOPPED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting your life partner. You should understand!&lt;br /&gt;Hands shaking.&lt;br /&gt;Cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Clammy palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also hearing so many other MEN shout his name.&lt;br /&gt;Heart breaks. Knowing for now I still have to share him with so many other MEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBS. I MISS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I grab him when I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeppers mate. Jensen Ackles is super yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! Blink 182 may be forming back again! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray gossip girl cast comes to Melbourne next year for some premiere.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I'd have a chance at Chace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-2996298739351329296?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/2996298739351329296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=2996298739351329296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/2996298739351329296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/2996298739351329296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/war-beginsall-over-again.html' title='The War Begins..All Over Again.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-7061090145887437061</id><published>2008-11-25T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:59:44.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Vic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLOG LIVES ONCE AGAIN =D&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to Vic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So. in response to&lt;br /&gt;http://flyingturtlesandflamingos.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-thought-to-myself.html ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly dear. You amaze and amuse me every single day. Brandon Flowers just looks SO retarded in the second photo.&lt;br /&gt;So retarded it even makes me laugh my nostril hairs out.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, YES I would grope that picture of Lampard.&lt;br /&gt;No not of Brandon Flowers. I have enough men in my list already.&lt;br /&gt;Opportunity cost..opportunity cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to say.. I'm saddened.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you don't know me that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't have in fact ANY self-control when it comes to Lampard.&lt;br /&gt;It's a plain fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless of course..&lt;br /&gt;There's a half-naked Chace Crawford standing right next to him.&lt;br /&gt;Scrap that. Why half-naked. FULL is better!&lt;br /&gt;*How ironic..guess what's playing on the radio RIGHT now as I write about these two men?&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'm in love with you".. I tell you..God knows me too well. It's destined.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES. Smallville..I watched 20episodes in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. Insane. Yes I know.&lt;br /&gt;But that's what happens when you're trapped in a room because your mother refuses to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. She's so frekin pissed with me right now. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;And on the rare occasions she does reply my questions..she talks so bloody soft I can barely hear a thing. Hence why I've learned from small to talk loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it wasn't from small.&lt;br /&gt;My voice just heightened after I got to know Vic.&lt;br /&gt;*Correction- AMPLIFIED* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sfuniverse.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/justin-hartley-green-arrow-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 244px;" src="http://www.sfuniverse.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/justin-hartley-green-arrow-thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Justin Hartley. The superb Green Arrow.&lt;br /&gt;The one I'm harping about in Smallville.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Yes I have to agree. We're the only good looking ones in the whole of Taylor's.&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay. Whole of SAM at least. There's your Sammy in CAL. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-7061090145887437061?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/7061090145887437061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=7061090145887437061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7061090145887437061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7061090145887437061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-vic.html' title='For Vic.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-4570665439077050549</id><published>2008-08-19T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:41:40.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lampard xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wheeee. Chelsea won 4-0.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wheeeeeee. Chelsea's now top of the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, only first match..but still xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And best part. LAMPARD SCORED =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKmjllc2HqI/AAAAAAAAARg/gUw0nm704pE/s1600-h/_44932170_terry_lamps_credit226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895907898498722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKmjllc2HqI/AAAAAAAAARg/gUw0nm704pE/s320/_44932170_terry_lamps_credit226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sexiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKmjlxffgBI/AAAAAAAAARo/IwC23SJDWlU/s1600-h/chels8pa_791862c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235895911130824722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKmjlxffgBI/AAAAAAAAARo/IwC23SJDWlU/s320/chels8pa_791862c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even in the team pic, you can SO tell he stands out xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00781/franklampard2607get_781707c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00781/franklampard2607get_781707c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://img.skysports.com/08/05/218x298/FrankLampard_884451.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.skysports.com/story/0,19528,12046_3976173,00.html&amp;amp;h=298&amp;amp;w=218&amp;amp;sz=28&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=OQ58FQabNL12LM:&amp;amp;tbnh=116&amp;amp;tbnw=85&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlampard%2Bsigns%2Bdeal%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://img.skysports.com/08/05/218x298/FrankLampard_884451.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.skysports.com/story/0,19528,12046_3976173,00.html&amp;amp;h=298&amp;amp;w=218&amp;amp;sz=28&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=OQ58FQabNL12LM:&amp;amp;tbnh=116&amp;amp;tbnw=85&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlampard%2Bsigns%2Bdeal%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like how Vic loves her Nadal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my undeniable love simply can't be surpressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-4570665439077050549?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/4570665439077050549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=4570665439077050549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4570665439077050549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4570665439077050549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/lampard-xd.html' title='Lampard xD'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKmjllc2HqI/AAAAAAAAARg/gUw0nm704pE/s72-c/_44932170_terry_lamps_credit226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-8152299934732743407</id><published>2008-08-17T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:43:52.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKhGBzU1rMI/AAAAAAAAARY/xTudXnIh1OE/s1600-h/n714315191_3946997_4232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235511563589627074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKhGBzU1rMI/AAAAAAAAARY/xTudXnIh1OE/s320/n714315191_3946997_4232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously LOVE this photo. Drool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ehehe. I just look so cuteee, don'tcha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, I do love myself xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I know rina's gonn kill me, cos I look better than her in this one xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw, It's Me, Rina and Du Xin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taken with Tse's superb camera at Modestos. Drool more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-8152299934732743407?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/8152299934732743407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=8152299934732743407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/8152299934732743407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/8152299934732743407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/wonderful-tonight.html' title='Wonderful Tonight.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKhGBzU1rMI/AAAAAAAAARY/xTudXnIh1OE/s72-c/n714315191_3946997_4232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-4213955894434872881</id><published>2008-08-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:29:00.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT KILLED.</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;Of which I have to "thank" kathleen for..after reading it on HER BLOG. I realised I should prolly publicize to the world about how dreadful my life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what world.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I got into the horrible NS. Ironically, the message said "TANIAH!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;How the .F. is it CONGRATULATIONS?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians indeed do not have any brains.&lt;br /&gt;None at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yes. I'm in 3rd batch- apparently the "troublesome" batch according to Sahil. ..GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Am I dead or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after hearing the news..I was treated to a niceeee blueberry muffin in Starbucks courtesy of my darling. But Yes, I was that broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still am shattered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-4213955894434872881?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/4213955894434872881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=4213955894434872881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4213955894434872881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/4213955894434872881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-killed.html' title='IT KILLED.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-1438952171769097929</id><published>2008-08-17T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:36:56.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man Who Rules My Life.</title><content type='html'>HAHA. Okay, maybe I'm a tad bit obsessive. But GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Lampard gosh. He makes my heart beat so fast. He makes my smiles go hell wide.&lt;br /&gt;SO YES. Chelsea match!..MAN OF THE MATCH. xD How I can't wait for the premiership to start =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FYI. OF COURSE I attended the Chelsea match when they came here. You know how many classes I skipped just to see Lampard..eventhough I didnt even SEE him. Only Ballack came to Pavillion. What bullocks right. But I have to thank Irfan and Rina for that day..one hell of a day. Even ended by travelling in a towed car back. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Chelsea against Msia. HOLY crap. 1metre away from Lampard as he lines up to collect his medal. Seeing him so close you could see his SWEAT. It really makes any Kimberley Oh Chin Lynn faint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-1438952171769097929?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/1438952171769097929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=1438952171769097929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1438952171769097929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1438952171769097929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-who-rules-my-life.html' title='The Man Who Rules My Life.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5437700836852054185</id><published>2008-08-17T18:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:27:32.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fahrenheit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hartamas Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modestos'/><title type='text'>To my Darling Rina~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After you've come. Made your mark..And left us for yet another year..I have to ask, How was it all eh? Surely worth your time yes after spending one awesome heck of a night..(btw, i mean with me, and not him =P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't believe you didn't wake me to eat pizza though! Even if I was in my deepest moments of sleep..looking unbelievably peaceful.. When would I ever give up the opportunity to have cold hard pizza with my bestest friends? lol XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And about that crazy night. A dinner. A simple dinner at Modestos. Scheduled at 7, arrived at 7.30 thinking we were already super late, yet I do believe dinner only started at 8.30 =.=" SIGHs. It's almost as if everyone's turning into a rina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in Modestos, we saw some blonde guys. And I was gonig "omg omg" ..however, walking back once from the bathroom..to my dismay, one of them was chinese. CHINESE. with BLONDE hair. seriously omg. Hopes dashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to forget, while we were saying bye to Sahil, a group of random guys suddenly held up their camera at us, and asked to take a photo. SO! First thought flowing my slow-processed mind.."Oh. You want us to take a picture for you? SURE." Next thought- "OH! You want a picture WITH US.. I SEE." But we took the pic with them anyway. And while the photographer was like "Okayy..One Two Three". I assume it meant take the pic after three. Yet in that 3 secs, he took 3 photos -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And third thought "MY GOD. If..*Correction- WHEN i become famous..they could use these photos and claim so much money!" But..now now, reality has to hit..and I'm sure it was Rina and Tse who attracted them =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFrbAxOTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/rtb3sO9zIQ0/s1600-h/DSC06951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440810361698610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFrbAxOTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/rtb3sO9zIQ0/s320/DSC06951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Tse, Rina and Becca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFrqfWrcI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kk1STiFetwM/s1600-h/DSC06954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440814516514242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFrqfWrcI/AAAAAAAAAQo/kk1STiFetwM/s320/DSC06954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Sahil &amp;amp; Rina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFr9MdZEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YeB9CiFJOhc/s1600-h/DSC06962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440819537536066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFr9MdZEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YeB9CiFJOhc/s320/DSC06962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irfan, Rina and Me in Hartamas Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFsLw_L1I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3JlFrBqY91k/s1600-h/DSC06968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440823448842066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFsLw_L1I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3JlFrBqY91k/s320/DSC06968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rina and Me in Fahrenheit. You're right ya know Rina..You can see it in your eyes. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFsdq-i6I/AAAAAAAAARA/YB5Swq5O5po/s1600-h/DSC06965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440828255472546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFsdq-i6I/AAAAAAAAARA/YB5Swq5O5po/s320/DSC06965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rina looking on..right before she's seduced by the bar-girl of which was itsy-bitsy clothed, and of which I'm sure Andrew stared aroused.. he just denies it. Just like he always does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Morning After- Sore Eyed. Bags under the eyes. Sore Muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgKJiEURZI/AAAAAAAAARI/xuTNkFagB9s/s1600-h/DSC06987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235445725698213266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgKJiEURZI/AAAAAAAAARI/xuTNkFagB9s/s320/DSC06987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to Central Market&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgKJ1wOnmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qRqs-En04W8/s1600-h/DSC06985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235445730982665826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgKJ1wOnmI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qRqs-En04W8/s320/DSC06985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now now Rina. It's just a camera..nothing more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5437700836852054185?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5437700836852054185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5437700836852054185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5437700836852054185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5437700836852054185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-my-darling-rina.html' title='To my Darling Rina~'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SKgFrbAxOTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/rtb3sO9zIQ0/s72-c/DSC06951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5156220895667469800</id><published>2008-08-17T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:48:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Update.</title><content type='html'>Okay. Long awaited update.&lt;br /&gt;Geez man. I don't even know where or how to begin.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what to go on and on about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina's back xD ..though now she's gone again. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;Lampard finally committed to Chelsea signing a 5 year deal. Omigod xD&lt;br /&gt;The Hotness of Lampard..which I can't get enough of..especially after seeing him FACE to FACE xD&lt;br /&gt;My utmost respect and unbelievable-ness for the super Phelps.&lt;br /&gt;My crazy anxiety for tomorrow's lunch with Andrew..of which would include another entry tmr xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee. Yes.. I smile a lot. You should know me well enough to know at least that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5156220895667469800?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5156220895667469800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5156220895667469800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5156220895667469800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5156220895667469800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='THE Update.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-944700385817969791</id><published>2008-06-27T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:30:13.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Plain Facts =)</title><content type='html'>a TAG by vic XD lol. this' actually the first time i'm ever doing this.. fyi, YES i actually have rejected all these tests on friendster/facebook/emails before XD found them such a waste of time. but boy, guess I've changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 8:50 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kimberley. With 2 E's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: One. Elder. Joo Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: Considerably decent in Europe, but Strangely Gigantic for Asian Standards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: Ditto of above. 167cm. Yet, I wish I was taller. No offense at all Vic ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Earth, The Universe, Solar System.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: Vanilla Milkshake. Those thick ones with LOADS of ice-cream. With a dash of caramel. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: A 5* Hotel Buffet Breakfast. With Pancakes with berry compote on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Yes. Well, sea. same thing I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: Yes. Not just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: Something you shouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Fewer than unread ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: Blue. Messy. Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: Misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: Coffee Almond Chocolate Bun With Cappucino Cream. I want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had&lt;br /&gt;chicken pox: Yes. Sadly, out of all places, the scar's on my face -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Especially the days I talk like crazy. Think God punishes me in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: Yes. On my head. So many, my parents said I had a spider on my head. Jumping on bed. Super Super long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: No. But I have a permanent bump from running into a guy. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: Yes. Because I fell in love with Lampard at first sight =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: Depends on the area. Mosquitos= no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: I seriously cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: Can't remember. Must've been ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you:&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: Yes. Myself , my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: Yes. Somehow I'm always sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: Yes. My brother, my best friends, my bestest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: Eating gelato on a hot summer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: How else can you sleep? I love my Patrick =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: All my regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: Lampard's girlfriend. No, he's not married to her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 9.12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randoms :&lt;br /&gt;Q:Is there a person who is on your mind right now:&lt;br /&gt;Vic. Cos it was on her blog, that I decided to do this..which is taking ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any siblings:&lt;br /&gt;... Ditto of what Vic said-"Look up mate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you want children:&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A girl and a boy whom'd love and adore me =D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often:&lt;br /&gt;Too often. It's sad cos I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like your hand-writing:&lt;br /&gt;Depends whether I'm in a happy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are your toenails painted:&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:&lt;br /&gt;My parents. And the Westin Heavenly bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What colour shirt are you wearing:&lt;br /&gt;Black. They say Black's slimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;My memory can't stretch that far back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: I can't wait till:&lt;br /&gt;SAM ends, and I can live a life again vegetating whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When did you cry last:&lt;br /&gt;Some time back when my mom criticised everything I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person:&lt;br /&gt;Ask my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have any pets:&lt;br /&gt;Yes. 4 adorable dogs. Yet one's super obese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?&lt;br /&gt;It was my mom. And I love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;If I fall asleep watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right before starting this tag?&lt;br /&gt;Watching Nigella Bites, which made me hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;Never could fit in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;Depends who's more generous that day; depends whether my mom's PMSing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?&lt;br /&gt;Too many. They look too drop dead gorgeous for me to not love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;I try. But sensational ice-cream,  scrumptious cakes and decadent desserts gets the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I know, I take certain things hard. Esp if you mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church?&lt;br /&gt;Never. And I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?&lt;br /&gt;My fridge. Then my brother, then my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Depends how tired I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?&lt;br /&gt;Depends where and who I'm with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'm going to do 10 years to come..&lt;br /&gt;Confess my undying love for Lampard, Go on an all-out Euro trip, being wild, Try to save the world, then realise that it's no use trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today&lt;br /&gt;Economics. Psychology. Call Rina. Procrastinate. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream as you've prolly guessed, chocolate almonds, chocolate strawberries, nyonya kuih, vanilla thickshake, twix bars, bounty bars..the list never ends actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire&lt;br /&gt;Shop. Shop. Splurge. Dive into money like Scrooge. Meet Lampard and Chase Crawford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;I'm stunningly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me too much.&lt;br /&gt;I talk too loud when I'm overly exuberant sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I smile and blush too much until I turn RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia. Australia, yet I don't remember cos I was too small -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had&lt;br /&gt;A student, An assistant, A bitch, An "elder" sister, A best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-944700385817969791?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/944700385817969791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=944700385817969791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/944700385817969791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/944700385817969791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-plain-facts.html' title='Just Plain Facts =)'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5960697026801851582</id><published>2008-05-26T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:29:45.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Not So Blissful End to the Horrible Week</title><content type='html'>So. A sum up of events that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, lightning came on wed afternoon. I knew it was a sign. Lightning was hitting every half sec, and I'm serious okayy! Every half a second there would be a bolt strike within a bird's eye view! Followed by a thundrous shock, which tripped my house power. Okkay, I figured; JUST a trip. YEAH RIGHT. -_-" That was 3pm. 6pm- Lights still out, and sky's too dark to study. Goddammit. So, resulted in going to aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea lost. After a suberbly intense dramaticfying match, the better team lost. Yes, BETTER TEAM. Mourinho said it, Terry said it, Lamps said it. So considering these are professional sources, it MUST be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that kicked off the sequence of taboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thankfully though, David Cook won American Idol =) [the only good thing..]*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came friday. Friday.."sucked balls" as ming would say. lol&lt;br /&gt;First we were LATE to go in to the exam hall..cos Gus wanted to drinkhis tea =_="! of which we were DENIED going in..with the doors closed. end result; i missed my READING TIME. my PRECIOUS reading time. My 5mins of reading time + 5mins of flipping thru the paper..but thank god i still finished the paper in time. So ALL's FINE =)&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOWING WHICH though. because of the dumb dumb leo meeting I arranged..I missed my bus =.="&lt;br /&gt;Called the bus driver..and he was in Sunway. WHICH IS NEAR. and he wouldn't turn back to get me. Grr. GRR. and it pissed me off so badly. and made me even almost cry. &gt;&lt;" I sat down and realised what Learned Helplessness was.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. a horrible end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5960697026801851582?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5960697026801851582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5960697026801851582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5960697026801851582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5960697026801851582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-so-blissful-end-to-horrible-week.html' title='A Not So Blissful End to the Horrible Week'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-7636126390980051193</id><published>2008-05-11T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:08:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>By the way..to all mothers out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day~&lt;br /&gt;and to all you children out there like you and me..&lt;br /&gt;good luck trying to please your mother =p and for this one day..we can't talk back to her scoldings =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-7636126390980051193?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/7636126390980051193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=7636126390980051193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7636126390980051193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7636126390980051193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-3681162923051818147</id><published>2008-05-11T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:07:11.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Showdown</title><content type='html'>Everyone..pray tonight. Pray Wigan has screwed up their field so badly that Manu can't even pass the ball; making them draw at least..well of course Manu losing would be the ultimate XD&lt;br /&gt;but yes. and pray too that Lampard scores..and Chelsea win =D what am I saying..Chelsea's SURE to win right? =D ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway..in other big news.&lt;br /&gt;I am now..&lt;br /&gt;(well since thursday anyway)&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's University College Leo Club President 2008/2009&lt;br /&gt;=D =D =D *sings in glee* [= [= [=&lt;br /&gt;ehehe. so yes..good luck to me =D&lt;br /&gt;and yess..part of the reason I got the post is indeed thanks to great Viccie and Ian..hence the mention ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-3681162923051818147?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/3681162923051818147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=3681162923051818147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3681162923051818147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3681162923051818147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/05/showdown.html' title='The Showdown'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-166988245850049756</id><published>2008-05-01T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:31:34.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea 3 - 2 Liverpool</title><content type='html'>EEEEE!! Hahaha! the most Awesome-nest match of the month..and to think I only got 3 hrs sleep beforehand cos of the match..but it was ALL worth it. Amazing strikes from Drogba, though Essien's goal should've been allowed in my opinion =.=" I don't even see how come it wasn't allowed. But it did lead to Lampard's penalty shot..so who's complaining =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, this post is not only to commemerate Chelsea's superb win..(eventhough at the end when Babel's shot actually went in I started peeing in my pants)...but also to remember Lampard's loss of his mother. Hence why his decision to take the penalty shot..is seriously admirable. And the fact he scored, simply fantastic XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-166988245850049756?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/166988245850049756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=166988245850049756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/166988245850049756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/166988245850049756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/05/chelsea-3-2-liverpool.html' title='Chelsea 3 - 2 Liverpool'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-1333376321324013048</id><published>2008-04-26T09:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:02:17.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening with Curtis Stone</title><content type='html'>Though I was meant to publish this ..AGES ago.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. Thinking about it still makes me feel so hyper XD lol&lt;br /&gt;but yessss.. ehehe. He makes me blush =p&lt;br /&gt;But really that night was soooooooo goood. Well, though we only got in at 8, though it said to BE THERE at 7. And Curtis only appeared at 8.30, still. Ah~ bliss.&lt;br /&gt;He's SOO cute in real life. And NO rina, he doesn't touch up his face on screen! He looks exactly the sameee..in fact he even looks CUTER in real life come to think about it. But then still same cute face. Same cute smile, same cute body. *Starts to drool*&lt;br /&gt;He demonstrated how to cook crab meat pasta, well it was some type of pasta that was being served with chicken to us for our dinner, and though we didn't get to TRY try what he cooked on the spot; the heavenly smells alone were enough to leave you wanting more (both of him and the food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!!! And I even got to HUG him! *smiles exuberantly* Sadly, Dad didn't take the photo cos he was looking through his other photos..but yeah! =D made my century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF38GN3II/AAAAAAAAAMg/zR-Eh55PSCM/s1600-h/DSC06270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193360516383104130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF38GN3II/AAAAAAAAAMg/zR-Eh55PSCM/s320/DSC06270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mom at the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4MGN3JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ThXIgJGqQKY/s1600-h/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193360520678071442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4MGN3JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ThXIgJGqQKY/s320/DSC06271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration/Waiting Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3lI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rkv4FvDYQ5I/s1600-h/P4220285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193373126407085650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3lI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rkv4FvDYQ5I/s320/P4220285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFsGN3jI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xm1cQuUAmm8/s1600-h/P4220283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193370648210955826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFsGN3jI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xm1cQuUAmm8/s320/P4220283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPGMGN3kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PnT9FrDVV_A/s1600-h/P4220284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193370656800890434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPGMGN3kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PnT9FrDVV_A/s320/P4220284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF3sGN3HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3aJZKTnAOsI/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193360512088136818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF3sGN3HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3aJZKTnAOsI/s320/DSC06268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4sGN3LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SD4M6NOMSww/s1600-h/DSC06276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193360529268006066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4sGN3LI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SD4M6NOMSww/s320/DSC06276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could take home the backdrop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4cGN3KI/AAAAAAAAAMw/K1LQIgbHpJ4/s1600-h/DSC06274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193360524973038754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF4cGN3KI/AAAAAAAAAMw/K1LQIgbHpJ4/s320/DSC06274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tantalizing menu which he set out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And now..presenting..Curtis Stonee himself&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHeMGN3MI/AAAAAAAAANA/ixXhdYvaczM/s1600-h/DSC06279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193362273024728258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHeMGN3MI/AAAAAAAAANA/ixXhdYvaczM/s320/DSC06279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtis and MC Sonia. She makes me want to be a MC myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by his demonstration of pasta with crabmeat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHecGN3NI/AAAAAAAAANI/3ENxToF96i8/s1600-h/DSC06287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193362277319695570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHecGN3NI/AAAAAAAAANI/3ENxToF96i8/s320/DSC06287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't his hands just so soft and smooth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIdsGN3RI/AAAAAAAAANo/gmFEr19pFXQ/s1600-h/P4220197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193363363946421522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIdsGN3RI/AAAAAAAAANo/gmFEr19pFXQ/s320/P4220197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHfsGN3QI/AAAAAAAAANg/66TyHYiCzXc/s1600-h/P4220195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193362298794532098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHfsGN3QI/AAAAAAAAANg/66TyHYiCzXc/s320/P4220195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the pan of which the heavenly aromas arise from&lt;br /&gt;(either than him of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHecGN3NI/AAAAAAAAANI/3ENxToF96i8/s1600-h/DSC06287.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHe8GN3OI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VW30h7autGY/s1600-h/P4220192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193362285909630178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHe8GN3OI/AAAAAAAAANQ/VW30h7autGY/s320/P4220192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHfMGN3PI/AAAAAAAAANY/eOKT59wxtf8/s1600-h/P4220193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193362290204597490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKHfMGN3PI/AAAAAAAAANY/eOKT59wxtf8/s320/P4220193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtis dancing away with the saucepan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6L2onHFIT84/s1600-h/curtiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193373126407085682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3nI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6L2onHFIT84/s320/curtiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIe8GN3VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UFIUhwjhCiU/s1600-h/P4220214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193363385421258066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIe8GN3VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UFIUhwjhCiU/s320/P4220214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKZ8GN3WI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sxn11PCeOXI/s1600-h/P4220217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193365498545167714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKZ8GN3WI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sxn11PCeOXI/s320/P4220217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So up close..yet all I get was his back. And I asked him a question myself, "What's the most embarassing thing you've ever done?" Ehehe. So cheeky. But SADLY, unlike all the OTHER people who asked him questions, he WALKED away from me..to go back to the center of the stage! Broke my heart. He wanted to act out what happened to him and needed the stage area. Sighs. But FIRST step to being noticed accomplished =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is for Delicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKId8GN3SI/AAAAAAAAANw/S4E-nFYSpxE/s1600-h/P4220199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193363368241388834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKId8GN3SI/AAAAAAAAANw/S4E-nFYSpxE/s320/P4220199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad of Grilled Portobello Mushrooms topped with&lt;br /&gt;Ricotta and Semi Dried Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIecGN3TI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rNdUmtSQb7o/s1600-h/P4220204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193363376831323442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIecGN3TI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rNdUmtSQb7o/s320/P4220204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skewered Shrimps Marinated with&lt;br /&gt;Garlic, Olive Oil and Lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIesGN3UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIqv4xuYrRk/s1600-h/P4220207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193363381126290754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKIesGN3UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIqv4xuYrRk/s320/P4220207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Tagliatelle with Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;and Roasted Chicken Breast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKacGN3XI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1zDQ1hXb8kA/s1600-h/P4220232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193365507135102322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKacGN3XI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1zDQ1hXb8kA/s320/P4220232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Cheese Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6sGN3eI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Po1NgUFruVg/s1600-h/P4220267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193368260209139170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6sGN3eI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Po1NgUFruVg/s320/P4220267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM68GN3fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uNX7J8w6J9I/s1600-h/P4220273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193368264504106482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM68GN3fI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uNX7J8w6J9I/s320/P4220273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me being a pig enjoying scruptious chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come the best part- AUTOGRAPH sessions =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKasGN3YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yXxJw2SkER8/s1600-h/P4220236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193365511430069634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKasGN3YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yXxJw2SkER8/s320/P4220236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKa8GN3ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PpWVlMdBgrk/s1600-h/P4220237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193365515725036946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKa8GN3ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PpWVlMdBgrk/s320/P4220237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKbcGN3aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DKld05nM3fc/s1600-h/P4220244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193365524314971554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKKbcGN3aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DKld05nM3fc/s320/P4220244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM5sGN3bI/AAAAAAAAAO4/adUImfIKG74/s1600-h/P4220245-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193368243029269938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM5sGN3bI/AAAAAAAAAO4/adUImfIKG74/s320/P4220245-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6MGN3cI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rcFEDvPUM6w/s1600-h/P4220246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193368251619204546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6MGN3cI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rcFEDvPUM6w/s320/P4220246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6cGN3dI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NO6jv8_fyXI/s1600-h/P4220249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193368255914171858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKM6cGN3dI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NO6jv8_fyXI/s320/P4220249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3mI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gVRyn_MtJzM/s1600-h/Polaroid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193373126407085666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKRV8GN3mI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gVRyn_MtJzM/s320/Polaroid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Perfect Polaroid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look how he autographed others' books! Notice he's NOT smiling as much! Maybe he's tired after writing the same message a hundred+ times, but I like to think otherwise =D and then I noticed, as I approached, suddenly he began hugging-ish everyone! And I was like 'Oooh! He's hinting something!!' XD A girl can only dream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPEsGN3gI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BXgrtH9rbhE/s1600-h/P4220278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193370631031086594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPEsGN3gI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BXgrtH9rbhE/s320/P4220278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFMGN3hI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AvoeFYFaIxg/s1600-h/P4220279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193370639621021202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFMGN3hI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AvoeFYFaIxg/s320/P4220279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFcGN3iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kWnsLIMez3M/s1600-h/P4220280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193370643915988514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKPFcGN3iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kWnsLIMez3M/s320/P4220280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture's worth a thousand words. His smile's worth a million. One of the nights that's implanted in my memory forever, it truly was a sensational night. One definitely to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-1333376321324013048?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/1333376321324013048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=1333376321324013048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1333376321324013048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1333376321324013048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/evening-with-curtis-stone_26.html' title='An Evening with Curtis Stone'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKF38GN3II/AAAAAAAAAMg/zR-Eh55PSCM/s72-c/DSC06270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5590685672389395331</id><published>2008-04-25T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:21:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan Sri Loy Scholarship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SCHOLARSHIP DAY!! =D wheee. RM5,000. whee. Yes Ming, I know you got FULL.. -_-" don't rub it in. but hey. 5k's still a lot. esp when I'm so poor.. =( ahah but anyways. super lame. Stuck inside a MPH from 1-4pm. That's 3 WHOLE hours without being able to escape and always told to "pay attention" to speeches promoting taylor's =_="! thankgoodness they were decent enough to provide tea after. =) but here's the pics emmelinne. Btw. excuse the spelling if it's wrong. I'm super lazy to run to my bed to check the award list..so i'm spelling it by instict ^^" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBJ_AMGN23I/AAAAAAAAAKY/dWpoxvZkWc0/s1600-h/DSC06293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKBqcGN3FI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ja_a2NiUxZg/s1600-h/DSC06318.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBJ-_sGN22I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PvlnYKBAhYk/s1600-h/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193352952945695586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBJ-_sGN22I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PvlnYKBAhYk/s320/DSC06310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA9cGN3AI/AAAAAAAAALg/w19oIUJkoso/s1600-h/DSC06305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193355113314245634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA9cGN3AI/AAAAAAAAALg/w19oIUJkoso/s320/DSC06305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA9sGN3BI/AAAAAAAAALo/9HZceg-f4nk/s1600-h/DSC06306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193355117609212946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA9sGN3BI/AAAAAAAAALo/9HZceg-f4nk/s320/DSC06306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA_sGN3EI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M7qHhS4HCI0/s1600-h/DSC06316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193355151968951362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA_sGN3EI/AAAAAAAAAMA/M7qHhS4HCI0/s320/DSC06316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKBqcGN3FI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ja_a2NiUxZg/s1600-h/DSC06318.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA_MGN3CI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yb3z0olbrQw/s1600-h/DSC06312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193355143379016738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBKA_MGN3CI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yb3z0olbrQw/s320/DSC06312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5590685672389395331?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5590685672389395331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5590685672389395331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5590685672389395331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5590685672389395331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/tan-sri-loy-scholarship.html' title='Tan Sri Loy Scholarship'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SBJ-_sGN22I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PvlnYKBAhYk/s72-c/DSC06310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-147921591372192919</id><published>2008-04-20T07:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T07:48:09.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>| Victorious Day |</title><content type='html'>Guess whatt!! =D My doggie (the stupendous Vicky) [See Vic. It's not exactly same spelling as yours! Yours is "Viccie"!! =p ] is FINALLY eating again. Wonderful miracle. Euthanasia does NOT need to be carried out. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes she was terminally ill. Well not REALLY. In my opinion she's still strong as hell. But she got a seriously bad ear infection, (one that has been ongoing for 5 years now) which caused her WHOLE left ear to be chopped off &gt;&lt;"! I know. The poor thing..but hey! She's still alive!&lt;br /&gt;And then, her hip bones're apparently giving way, and she can't walk as she did before. In fact now she starts to limp..but then again what would you expect for a dog of 17! Or maybe she's 16. Not too sure actually. Mom insists she's 17, but I still find it hard to believe she's older than me -_-"!&lt;br /&gt;But yes. A victorious day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically though, we just finished digging up the hole for her burial yesterday.. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;Miracles really do happen =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-147921591372192919?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/147921591372192919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=147921591372192919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/147921591372192919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/147921591372192919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/victorious-day.html' title='| Victorious Day |'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-3736435359308924397</id><published>2008-04-18T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:32:55.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lol. Well by right I should have wrote this post like last week..but you know me..procrastinate =D but but I entered some random contest online..and I won 2 tickets to Nim's Island XD ya know..I think entering contests is now my hobby! But yes. Should tell the world =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAi-tApDuJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rLJ9Rk48pR0/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190608251020097682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAi-tApDuJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rLJ9Rk48pR0/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in case you read this rina..I know!! I was meant to call you &gt;&lt;"!! But I got home from dinner at 10.30 =.=" and well..I think ur out already rights? &gt;&lt;"! i know..I'm so terrible &gt;&lt;"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-3736435359308924397?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/3736435359308924397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=3736435359308924397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3736435359308924397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3736435359308924397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/other-contest.html' title='The Other Contest'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAi-tApDuJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rLJ9Rk48pR0/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-1063919023133966077</id><published>2008-04-18T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:13:43.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening with Curtis Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.astro.com.my/cgi-bin/astro/v5/promo/images/4162008_574x225-TakeHomeChef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.astro.com.my/cgi-bin/astro/v5/promo/images/4162008_574x225-TakeHomeChef.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard me brag about him before..gawd. Curtis Stone. The handsome charming STUNNING Aussie "Take Home" chef. XD He's.. QUOTED "one of the sexiest men alive" Eeeee.. XD and I'm gonn get to meet him...!! UP CLOSE and in PERSON XD wheee.. wheeee XD&lt;br /&gt;ehehe next tuesss.. april 22nd. God suddenly I love becca's birthday. Only thing is ..a stupid Accounting Common Test 2 the next day =.=" and with the event being at 7-11pm.. I'd what? Get back at 12? So much for studying rightt... but GAH I can't wait. Really. I can't XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reallyyyy can you believe it? ehehe..cos really  I can't. I was SO ..astonished, surprised, and not to mention gasping for air when I checked my mail and what I received.&lt;br /&gt;*smiles like crazy*&lt;br /&gt;ehehe. And to think I entered the Astro contest LAST minute. Really XD thought of the slogan in like..20seconds! and I WON XD Well my MOM won. I put in 3 entries- Me, my mom and dad..and well. Guess they just target older women =p *No offense to mom* But Yaysss.  *Sings with gleeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the "Invitation Letter"&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dear Mr / Ms. Goh Yoke Peng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Evening with Curtis Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for participating in the recent “An Evening with Curtis Stone” contest with AstroLife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pleased to inform you that you have won A Pair (2) of seats to meet renowned Chef, Author and Host of Take Home Chef – Curtis Stone.  Details are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Date        :    22 April 2008 (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Time         :   7:00pm – 11:00pm (Dinner will be served)&lt;br /&gt;Venue          :       Ballroom A, Level 6, Hilton KL Sentral&lt;br /&gt;Attire      :    Casual Chic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This invitation admits 2 persons only.&lt;br /&gt;- Please present this letter at the registration counter at the foyer for admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;AstroLife and Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thenn!! Mom's name appeared on the Astro website too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAhzuwpDuHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6bUXGNcx_og/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190525817712785522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes. And a valuable lesson was learned too. ALWAYS check junk mail XD you never know who might've just sent you mail! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-1063919023133966077?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/1063919023133966077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=1063919023133966077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1063919023133966077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1063919023133966077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/evening-with-curtis-stone.html' title='An Evening with Curtis Stone'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAhzuwpDuHI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6bUXGNcx_og/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-2063910975236690317</id><published>2008-04-16T11:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:07:24.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horribly Sick. Ha-Choo.</title><content type='html'>By the way, right now I'm sitting at home stupendously unbelievably sick. So tired. Yet I'm sick of sleeping. Hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go back for the Euclid Waterloo Canadian Math Competition though. Sighs. Actually starting to regret taking it. I just realised..I'm going to be sitting in that ONE chair looking at the SAME math paper..for 2 1/2 hours. And if I can't do it.. then I'm going to be staring at that ONE QUESTION banging my head and envying those people who are still writing-suggests they know the solution =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..wish me luck y'all. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-2063910975236690317?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/2063910975236690317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=2063910975236690317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/2063910975236690317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/2063910975236690317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/horribly-sick-ha-choo.html' title='Horribly Sick. Ha-Choo.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5676125841269647243</id><published>2008-04-16T10:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:04:00.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Action. Hair. Cut.</title><content type='html'>So. As I wrote a whole funny story to rina..(I can't actually remember it now though) I had yet another quite devastating incident at the hairdressers. This is why ever since the age of 10, hairdressers do indeed traumatise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I go there and they all speak Chinese. sigh. Another hint in life telling me to improve my chinese. So I tell her I want to cut my hair "zein" and I show her where I want my hair to be in frontt..&lt;br /&gt;Then..suddenly she asked me "tein?" and she held up her hair. And btw her hair was big big curly. And super long. And I was thinking...how you going to CUT my hair..and make it as long as yours?! -_-" ...then my senses came to me and i saw she meant CURL. &gt;&lt;" so yes. another canton word learned. "tein"= perm.  So action began and the scissors was dangerously taken into action. Cut cut cut snip snip snip..and fyi with my eyesight being so terrible..I couldn't really SEE how much she was cutting. then some of my hair that she cut fell onto the chair next to my hand. I picked it up..and I saw 3 WHOLE BLOODY inches. I only wanted 1inch cut! And in my mind I was like O__________O shit. "Just close your eyes kimberleyy..don't worryy.. you can't tell her to stop now. Then you'd have one side long one side short..."  But in the end it actually turned out niceee ya know! XD Rina said I looked cuterr..then then, Kath, Yun Yee, Audrey, and Sherene said I looked better. =D Wheee. Only thing..Shu Xian didn't even notice it was cut -_-" then again. She's Shu Xian. Someone who's actually BLURer than me! lol  So here are picss i took right after my haircut on sunday..judge them =P &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAVsAQpDuEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yBqstv-Q6Qk/s320/134039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189672897337342018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAVsAQpDuFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p1LXWWm5SPk/s320/134554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189672897337342034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAVsAgpDuGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lAOGHrNgews/s320/134916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189672901632309346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5676125841269647243?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5676125841269647243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5676125841269647243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5676125841269647243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5676125841269647243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/action-hair-cut.html' title='Action. Hair. Cut.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/SAVsAQpDuEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yBqstv-Q6Qk/s72-c/134039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5056983364073979159</id><published>2008-04-02T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:30:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI Andrew. It's NOT forgotten.</title><content type='html'>sighs Andrew!! Lol. well I have to admit. You were the final factor that drove me to publish this post..and well.."revive" my blog. Lol&lt;br /&gt;But as you ALREADY should've known. My computer's STILL busted okay! I found out it's not the cable which was fried..it was the port -_-"&lt;br /&gt;kableh right? -__-" and I dunno how to fix the PORT. because it still SAYS it's working. YES it PMSes me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways. I'm off to follow my mom to her Lions Club meeting again. =.=" who knows where she may end up on her way there.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! ...dammit. I just lost what I was about to say.&lt;br /&gt;And my mom just came and told me to get ready..when she's leaving in 40mins =.=" do tell me..do I really take THAT long to get ready? o.O"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5056983364073979159?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5056983364073979159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5056983364073979159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5056983364073979159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5056983364073979159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/04/fyi-andrew-its-not-forgotten.html' title='FYI Andrew. It&apos;s NOT forgotten.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5865577914059483830</id><published>2008-03-22T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:39:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast.</title><content type='html'>Lol I'm still full from dinner and I'm already thinking about breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;but I thinkkk..I wanna make waffles tomorrowww..doesn't it look nice and yummyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-QAVXeZJXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Fyb7ylfWoUg/s320/Lemon_Waffles_003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180265838461658482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon waffles with blueberry sauce.. yum!&lt;br /&gt;And then later you'll see another post from me showing what MY waffles turned out like- BURNT. lol touch wood XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5865577914059483830?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5865577914059483830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5865577914059483830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5865577914059483830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5865577914059483830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-QAVXeZJXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Fyb7ylfWoUg/s72-c/Lemon_Waffles_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-7370151472175901864</id><published>2008-03-22T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:34:45.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Oh yes! Before I forget!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to all of you out there! =)&lt;br /&gt;ehehe. especially those who get HOLIDAYS.. Whilst I sit at home doing homework and reading my english literature book of which I have no idea what 99% of it says. Sighs. Goes through one ear and out the other. Well more of eyes. Don't really use my ears in reading.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder we have 2 eyes then. In one and out the other. Isn't it facinating how much sense life makes. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also another point to make to yourself Kimberley..Never drink coffee right after dinner. 2.40am and I'm still not asleep. Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-7370151472175901864?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/7370151472175901864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=7370151472175901864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7370151472175901864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/7370151472175901864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-6774688594864981974</id><published>2008-03-22T01:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:19:41.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melacca</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;Day started. Went through english. Went through accounting..and end of college day. =D&lt;br /&gt;Yes. So fortunately on this day Dad had a meeting in Melacca and I was asked to follow with XD&lt;br /&gt;a wonderful opportunity to catch up on my long lost friend: Sleep. Little did I know though..I open my eyes on those rare moments whilst on the journey there..and what's the first thing I notice?&lt;br /&gt;The Car Speed: 150km/hr.&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction: none. I never have first reactions. I was just born slow.&lt;br /&gt;Second reaction..(when it finally gets into my head): O_O" HOLY COW.&lt;br /&gt;Mother's response: (YES. MOM driving. Dad fast asleep soundfully) Why? This is actually slow. (in a calm composed manner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, conclusion..You're better off not knowing some things. Just go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, right after leaving Taylor's..I did manage to get my book for the stupid ES individual study. Tom Sawyer, by Mark Twain. There was a Pay Less Books sale..70% off and all sorts advertised..so I tried calling them on the way to the Summit. No answer. Eh?&lt;br /&gt;So we got there. Went up. Went down. Asked around. And they all said 'Pay Less Books closed down' ... again EH?!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then finally we stumbled across a whole spread of books on sale. We found it! =D ..except..they didn't have a database. Only way to find the book was to look through EVERY pile. 600+ books. One Kimberley to search. Impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I resulted in going to MPH. And to my luck, they had a database.&lt;br /&gt;They searched the book and they had a copy! RM8.50! And I'm like "WOAH! Okay! I'll take it!!"&lt;br /&gt;....then the book came. Perfect Condition..but.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. RECYCLED PAPER. How I HATE recycled paper as books. Looks so cheap. (Sorry Mother Theresa)&lt;br /&gt;Secondly. PLAIN COVER. ...PLAIN. And if plain wasn't enough... GREEN. My most hated colour. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly. SMALL WORDS. How the heck am I going to read it?! And it's CONDENSED. ..however these small words did make the book look thin..so I guess that's a positive thing to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5h3eZJRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7noF8VUppfs/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180258356628628754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Plain Cover. -_-" what joy to even LOOK at the book.&lt;br /&gt;and well. to be honest..I judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5iXeZJSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/O1lINNKmck0/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180258365218563362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The itsy bitsy small words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness lunch in Melacca was fantastic though =D&lt;br /&gt;Golden Mansion. A hidden secret in Melacca town that simply serves the best oyster noodle and beef steamboat =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5jHeZJTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/v2QSNn4T4F8/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180258378103465266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom eating XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5jXeZJUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gYJD6qWBkh8/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180258382398432578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad who can't stop doing business.. thank goodness he earns money from doing it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5jneZJVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9OvH0YX6Z2U/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180258386693399890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P7_XeZJWI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/koDutjsydEs/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180261062458025314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Couldn't help but take a pic of me too =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-6774688594864981974?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/6774688594864981974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=6774688594864981974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/6774688594864981974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/6774688594864981974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/melacca.html' title='Melacca'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R-P5h3eZJRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7noF8VUppfs/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-1115653585160472738</id><published>2008-03-18T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:06:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love for Viccie.</title><content type='html'>ahaha!! what a title.  I hope you're impressed Vic! lol but yes i love you for picking our group last to do the Econs presentation about market structures. Whee. Wheee.. an extra week to memorize my wholeeee speech..which has  sadly can not exceed 5mins..of which it always does. and of which I always get irritated with myself when it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if Puan Nor will ACTUALLY stop me if i exceed 5mins on the day itself. maybe we should sabotage her watch. kill her batteries before she times us :)&lt;br /&gt;And another thing to look forward to. THURSDAY XD whee wheee. holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...man i sound childish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-1115653585160472738?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/1115653585160472738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=1115653585160472738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1115653585160472738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/1115653585160472738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-love-for-viccie.html' title='My Love for Viccie.'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-577831393965346057</id><published>2008-03-13T23:50:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T15:19:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stupendous Holiday Day I</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;My Journey through Pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I hate writing loads and loads. Especially when I’m not even sure whether half the people read them. So instead. I blog with pictures XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adventure Day I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start to a holiday always begins rough. An “Early morning head start” always seems not to be the easiest task for me to accomplish. What results: Lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177849460580583042" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tqpqZahoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tlmlXdQY4cY/s320/P3080052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tsraZahtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GCgBzPWXFBg/s320/boardingpassKLPhu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177851689668609746" /&gt;My boarding pass =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tvSqZah4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/s_McUaHaKi4/s320/DSC05908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177854563001730946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At LCCT Airpot all geared up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263661401146770" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lV3qZahZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QUdB7kwiaFg/s320/P3080069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the plane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263687170950562" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lV5KZahaI/AAAAAAAAADE/Fp3m8wexMek/s320/P3080070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island we thought was Phuket..till we past  right by without descending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263644221277570" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lV2qZahYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eFLFXWkan_c/s320/P3080060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Me in the plane =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Phuket airport though, we were greeted by Laguna people.&lt;br /&gt;Next destination: Laguna Holiday Club Phuket Resort on the coast of Bang Tao Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the lobby of Laguna Holiday Club, well first impressions are everything. And my first impression: Wows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tv86Zah5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N9Jt2Si9T5g/s320/DSC05910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177855288851203986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Front Lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tv9KZah6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/lpnpuiUzlyo/s320/DSC05911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177855293146171298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pool Cafe - 17th Grill and Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tv96Zah7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/xOfBuzAOXk4/s320/DSC05912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177855306031073202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad relaxing at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tv-KZah8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5Uuy2xKHdqQ/s320/DSC05913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177855310326040514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Welcome Drinks - don't ask me what it was..I just drank ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the room. Or what I THOUGHT was the room. Turned out to be WAY more than just a room. Kitchenette, dining area, sitting area with sofas which doubles up as another bed, a patio to enjoy bright mornings, together with the master bedroom and a spacious bathroom with a large array of soaps and lotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9twwaZaiBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/QXaqD0ewdiQ/s320/DSC05921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177856173614467090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sitting Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9twv6Zah_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/oJgitLcbM5A/s320/DSC05919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177856165024532466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad taking a photo...which was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177263700055852466" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lV56ZahbI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZrcQPXvoLps/s320/P3080081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing ain't it.. what touch-ups can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tv-aZah9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/hjNQhY3A-pc/s320/DSC05914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177855314621007826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9twvqZah-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/5kRLTmjyGxk/s320/DSC05915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177856160729565154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kitchen Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9twwKZaiAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/2auSXWEKSwQ/s320/DSC05920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177856169319499778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The View from the Patio - it's the Golf course btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tww6ZaiCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cPHF8xwTcTg/s320/DSC05922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177856182204401698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towel designs Thai's actually bother with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: taking the shuttle to the Canal Village and riding the boat across all the hotels admiring the spectacular and breathtaking views and sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177268098102363586" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lZ56ZahcI/AAAAAAAAADU/VE6LniEZNtI/s320/P3080087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the shuttle bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177268119577200082" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lZ7KZahdI/AAAAAAAAADc/LA_jqx1oEug/s320/P3080093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston..we have touchdowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177268132462101986" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lZ76ZaheI/AAAAAAAAADk/GeHJhwXzz_g/s320/P3080097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom shopping...how typical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177269639995622930" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lbTqZahhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rJJSmGDyGQA/s320/P3080108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Jim Thomspon trying on their body lotions and fragrances.&lt;br /&gt;Of which..Dad got scolded for taking photos inside..&lt;br /&gt;they're scared someone copies their designs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring the many small shops at the Canal Village, including handicrafts (of which was way overpriced- a bandana for rm20 -_-“) many boutiques, including the famous Jim Thompson, and of course the mini-mart, of which I analyzed each and every item there and compared it with KL prices. I know, how cheap could I get right? But SERIOUSLY! They were selling a packet of Oreos for RM5 =_=”! one box of cereal, like Koko Crunch was RM20! They’re extorting our money! And these stupid kwai-lous…I heard them one of them asking another ‘so how much is this packet of biscuits?’ … “Oh..about 4 pounds? Ain’t that cheap!” ..and it was those small cheap made in Thailand ones! How crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177268171116807682" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lZ-KZahgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/uR15Ocw3osw/s320/P3080106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ferry terminal of the Canal Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177269652880524834" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lbUaZahiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QAzcy-rkQHs/s320/P3080114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of Canal Village from Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9txq6ZaiDI/AAAAAAAAAII/NpCSBbVCt_k/s320/DSC05925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177857178636814386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laguna Residences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177269665765426738" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lbVKZahjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qOnm7sfGdMs/s320/P3080116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laguna Residences II (fyi these cost RM3.2m each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tuRKZahxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WqcJvNySBEw/s320/P3080120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177853437720299282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other Residence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that however, we adjourned to Sheraton Grande Laguna Phuket. They just renovated apparently; after being hit by the tsunami…&gt;&lt;” bad for them…but lovely sights for me now =) they even had a 323m long swimming pool! Lovely lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177269678650328642" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lbV6ZahkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cGtI8B6C-sM/s320/P3080122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from Sheraton Grande- not too sure what it was though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177269691535230546" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lbWqZahlI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Gm1x1KmwQgc/s320/P3080128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shops at Sheraton's Beach- there goes mom off again on another shopping journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tssKZahvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NxXOfqZBMMQ/s320/P3080138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177851702553511666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Restaurant on Sheraton's Beach - Thai food at not SO crazy prices..but still higher than normal. Nonetheless.. Yummm. Tom Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177849482055419570" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tqq6ZahrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/e9vK4ShpZk8/s320/P3080129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ordering...everyone knows how picky I can be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177849490645354178" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tqraZahsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QLVW_X6lPOE/s320/P3080136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after ordering..we still read the menu to see what sounds delicious XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tsr6ZahuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/avt6UyTSFKY/s320/P3080137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177851698258544354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom disgusted at how much I'm always staring at the camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tssaZahwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XSCP2kRFPm8/s320/P3080142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177851706848478978" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at the sea just before the food arrives. Can't afford to waste any precious time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9txrKZaiEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/z5taWWYsBGg/s320/DSC05930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177857182931781698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom attacking the food =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least… who could not resist watching the sunset? It’s simply a MUST-DO in Phuket =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tuRqZahzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dr90LZXzXmY/s320/P3080178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177853446310233906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before the sun goes down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9txraZaiFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y-Otxi1qPec/s320/DSC05942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177857187226749010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My superb feet. Look how they illuminate =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tuRaZahyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Ot8puQwZC6w/s320/P3080164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177853442015266594" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before the sun went down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9txrqZaiGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZbPYZ32oTSU/s320/DSC05950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177857191521716322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breathtakingly romantic sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up...trying to find our way back to the front lobby to catch another "tuk-tuk" home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tvRaZah0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PSP2xdPNqj0/s320/P3080189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177854541526894402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of one of the villas in Sheraton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tvR6Zah1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/O6OKLm26nO8/s320/P3080190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177854550116829010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk and walk..yet it's like a maze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tvSKZah2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l2v7DZksUuQ/s320/P3080193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177854554411796322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ponds in the courtyard we stumbled upon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tvSaZah3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/39EMHqpQcRY/s320/P3080194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177854558706763634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beautiful sights of Puket...well more of the Residences =.=" but still it's pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-577831393965346057?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/577831393965346057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=577831393965346057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/577831393965346057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/577831393965346057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-stupendous-holiday-day-i.html' title='My Stupendous Holiday Day I'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9tqpqZahoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/tlmlXdQY4cY/s72-c/P3080052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-5040113451001529272</id><published>2008-03-13T22:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:25:14.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today was our meeting for the Econs Assignment on Markets in Practice. Serious work. No fooling around..or so we planned.&lt;br /&gt;How quickly things turn around when you're having fun with the people you love.&lt;br /&gt;Having arranged to meet at 10 at KLCC, not much to my surprise I only arrived at 10.30 =)&lt;br /&gt;fashionably late..as usual *no  I do not intentionally plan it fyi*&lt;br /&gt;Ironically though, Chilis only opens up at 11..so yes bumming around for half an hr going into Billabong and roaming aimlessly waiting for them to turn their sign around till it says "Welcome, Let Me Seat You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passed, as famished as we were, we indulged in a vast array of tostida chips w/ salsa..of which was bottomless. So yes, not just quite a bit was indulged. What more, the waiter kept asking.."would you like me to get you another serving?" ..and well it's only polite to accept ain't it! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lApqZahQI/AAAAAAAAABw/gp2Cp3VDXSA/s320/DSC06122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177240331138794754" /&gt;  Our Lovely Tostida Chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, and can't forget the stupendous fruit juice =) Four cups..or was it five. Surely worth the money paid!&lt;br /&gt;But yes. While I was bumming my ass off..look what these 3 smart pple are doing.. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lCZ6ZahRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nnStX7zsmHU/s320/DSC06127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177242259579110674" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lDNaZahSI/AAAAAAAAACA/xDBDtNaiERE/s320/DSC06128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177243144342373666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes we had fun later, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lFJaZahTI/AAAAAAAAACI/wsHRMoE9Aa4/s320/DSC06126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177245274646152498" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lFX6ZahUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4Jhe66lzVK4/s320/DSC06130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177245523754255682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lFn6ZahVI/AAAAAAAAACY/2pGswJ4K1kY/s320/DSC06140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177245798632162642" /&gt;   the rest are on facebook on my profile btw =)&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-5040113451001529272?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/5040113451001529272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=5040113451001529272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5040113451001529272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/5040113451001529272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/serious-work.html' title='Serious Work'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-t3OsUjqtho/R9lApqZahQI/AAAAAAAAABw/gp2Cp3VDXSA/s72-c/DSC06122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999965411145912178.post-3974825780528206994</id><published>2008-03-13T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:53:12.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim is Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lol I know this is so bimbo-ish. But FIRST POST! XD *blows that party thingy-magig which makes that eeeee noise*&lt;br /&gt;ehehe I just wanna see how it looks like first ^^"&lt;br /&gt;But take this as an official welcome to the World of Kimness. Prepare for danger and embrace yourself for what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;*smiles with glee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7999965411145912178-3974825780528206994?l=kimaliciousness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/feeds/3974825780528206994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7999965411145912178&amp;postID=3974825780528206994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3974825780528206994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7999965411145912178/posts/default/3974825780528206994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimaliciousness.blogspot.com/2008/03/kim-is-me.html' title='Kim is Me'/><author><name>Loves♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11699724982484194138</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
