<?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-5925513428169032968</id><updated>2011-09-17T22:19:12.207+10:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Sarcasm'/><category term='Audition'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Crappings'/><category term='School'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Kimmably Kimmish Kimmeh Kim!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-4099886656249897967</id><published>2011-05-09T22:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:49:41.894+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new apartment and... helper guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay! I've recently moved into a new apartment real near uni! It's pretty awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still living alone because the apartment was only ready in mid April, and I doubt many people actually look for new accommodation in the middle of the semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all cool. I'm paranoid of forgetting my keys and it sometimes get kinda lonely living alone, but there are PLENTY of ups to living alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start - the ENTIRE fridge is mine, the entire PANTRY is mine, I can walk around without pants and I can walk from my room to the bathroom without bothering to check if anyone is outside AND - - - I get to rush into the bathroom and pee without closing the door - HAH!  I miss NOT closing the bathroom door! I've not been able to do so in the old place thanks to Mr ShitHousemate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also get to cook whenever I want because I don't need to wait for a housemate to clear the dishes or wait for the housemate to come back and share the meal. Plus, I get to eat whatever I want, I get the cook in bulk and freeze stuff for lazy days (like a squirrel preparing for winter. I know. shut up.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to leave the place in a mess (not dirty, just really really messy) and nobody cares because nobody sees it - only me. Although I do make it a point to clear everything up before anyone comes into the place. How do I know when people are coming? Well, the only people coming  into the place are delivery boys and construction workers who help me out. I always clear the living room area and keep that place really really clean and neat but leave my room in a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days ago, I cleared my bedroom off all the mess and organized everything like an OCD freak. Why? Because people were coming into my room to install roller blinds and insect screens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what my room looks like now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50JXogUYqVo/TcfiGW8n8NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tPGx8-aBBXk/s1600/DSC01280.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50JXogUYqVo/TcfiGW8n8NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tPGx8-aBBXk/s200/DSC01280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604696860152819922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice, eh? I know. I neatened everything up! I'm so proud of myself!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, enough on my room and apartment. Change of topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk about helper boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is he? Wellll.... just in case anyone from my class reads this, I'll only describe his physical attributes and nothing else.. I don't want this to come back and bite me in the ass and embarrass me.. SO!! Helper guy. Mmm.. He's reeaaaaaaaaaaaallllyyyy pretty and very nice to look at!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually don't prefer blonde guys but this guy is HAWWTTTT!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's tall, slim but slightly muscled and his FACE is SOooooooOOooooo HANDSOME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all my friends, I know that you probably already know this, I prefer "pretty boys" but this guy is SO good looking, I can't stand it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first few weeks, he had 'surfer boy' hair, you know - wavy, messy style! GUHHH!! HOT! One day he walked into class and he clipped his hair short! I was disappointed at first, then I realized that he's even HOTTER with short hair! LIKE WTF!! How can he look good with both hairstyles?? The week after this, he walked in with GLASSES! HE LOOKS GOOD EVEN WITH GLASSES!!! I wouldn't call myself a particular fan of spec-y guys, I mean I do like them.. But how can he pull off all these different looks?? Can you imagine how good looking he has to be to do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've told a few friends and all they keep saying is "Take a picture!" as if it's so bloody easy to do so! How can you take a picture of a guy without looking like a creepy stalker freak?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like I DON'T want to take a picture of him, I do! Just.. how?! I don't want him to think I'm a creepy stalker! Plus, I've noticed that he glanced my way when I was ogling at his beauty -  MANY times!! SHITNESS!! He must know that I have a major crush on him! Not like.. serious crush like.. um.. you guys know who(the one in college), but the "OMG, he's so hot" crush where you only have a crush on the guy because he's WAY HOT. Heck, I don't even know his name! I just know him as hot helper guy! Damn, I make a really sucky stalker. I kinda wish I had the guts to go up to him and be like. Hey, picture please? But in my mind, that just plays to be really creepy and weird.. so, no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( I wish I knew his name or had his facebook, at least then I could ogle at his pictures without the 'danger' of him glancing back and seeing me do it! UGH! How embarrassing! But he's so hot it's well worth ogling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although MAYBE I ogle at him so often because the lecturer is boring? I don't know. Hotness does play a huge part in this.. Well, we'll see! Maybe after this course and I see him again, it wouldn't be so bad? Maybe his hotness is overplayed because there's noone else in class that measures up? Maybe the boring lecturer? I don't knowwww! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, signing off. Will probably update in another few weeks or few months or so~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever awesome,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-4099886656249897967?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4099886656249897967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=4099886656249897967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4099886656249897967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4099886656249897967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-apartment-and-helper-guy.html' title='new apartment and... helper guy'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50JXogUYqVo/TcfiGW8n8NI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tPGx8-aBBXk/s72-c/DSC01280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-2064462276616973042</id><published>2011-03-26T22:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T22:40:41.285+10:00</updated><title type='text'>This is fucked up</title><content type='html'>FUCK THIS!! Host Man is up to it AGAIN! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accusation #4 (The Internet):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I asked Host Man how far along the internet quota we're up to because I know they only subscribe to the 10gb onpeak 10gb offpeak package. Apparently the monthly quota resets on the 4th of the month and we were already at 5gb onpeak. Once I found out about that, I switched to my mobile broadband as I didn't want to use up their quota which would cause them to reshape into dial up speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just 10 minutes ago, Host Man knocked on my room door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He walked in with a few papers in hand, shook them at looked at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Kim. What did you download on the 13th and 18th of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Huh? I don't remember downloading anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: See here. *Shakes paper* You have downloaded something. You see on 13th and 18th, you used up 1gb of the limit. This is excessive. If you use up the quota, the internet will shape to dial up speed. I cannot take that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I didn't download anything so far, uncle. I guess it might have been youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: You see here. *Shakes another paper* When aunty and I use the internet, we never exceed 100mb per day. We use only about 2-3gb per month. You used that up in two days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I know the limit is near, that's why I've switched to my mobile broa-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: I don't care what you use. You must not finish up the quota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I've been using my mobile broadband and not your internet. I KNOW the limit is near, that's why I disconnected my laptop from your internet and have been using my own broadband instead of yours for the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yes but you see here. *Shakes papers AGAIN* You mustn't use up the quota. The speed will reshape into dial up speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *giving in* Okay. I won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK THIS FUCK THIS FUCK THIS!!!!! Guest Couple gets to use the internet for youtube, music streaming, emailing and ALL THAT SHIT without getting all this on them, while _I_ use my shit slow ass mobile broadband to save THEIR quota and yet _I'M_ the one still getting blamed!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was typing all that, Host Man called me down to take in my STILL DAMP laundry into the house to hang in the room instead of outside. FINE. I did it. Once I came in, he started to tell me what to do and what NOT to do AGAIN and then looked at me and said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: You didn't lock the door after coming in. You MUST lock the door when you come in. It's for security!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really SHAT ME OFF!! The second I walked in, he started to talk to me, so WHAT CAN I DO?! DIU MA HAI!! LANJIAO!! I kept a COOL expression and just said sorry, then I locked the door and started to hang my clothes. He then caught me as I was walking past him(in the kitchen) to tell me not to leave any drink stains or food spills while he was gone. That I must wipe it up. OF COURSE I DO THAT! I'M THE ONE WIPING UP THE TABLE AFTER DINNER! I'M THE ONE WIPING UP CLEAN DROPS OF WATER ON THE SIDE OF THE SINK! But again, I calmly replied him "Okay, uncle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK THIS MAN!! I DESERVE SOME SORT OF PRIZE FOR TOLERATING THIS CRAZY MAN!! No matter what I say, he does NOT listen, he just has it in his mind that everything that goes wrong is solely caused by ME! ME ME ME! ME! BECAUSE I'M HORRIBLE AND YOUNG!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-2064462276616973042?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2064462276616973042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=2064462276616973042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2064462276616973042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2064462276616973042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-fucked-up.html' title='This is fucked up'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-240363660153840289</id><published>2011-03-26T11:09:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:16:36.175+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall of text on the old SHITS</title><content type='html'>Remember how I was ranting about wanting to leave this place? This is another one. This time it is because of the HOST couple. As I've said before, I've been putting on my BEST behaviour ever since I set foot into this house. I go out for uni, I come back home right after class. I do my homework, I study, I help out in the kitchen before dinner and help clear up after dinner. I keep the toilet spotless, I keep my room neat and clean, I make my bed daily. I help around when they seem to need help(without them asking) and I help the old DINOSAURS by teaching them how to use their computer. To give an example of how Dinosaur-like they are, they panic when all I did was double click a window to make it smaller.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have guests over, let's call them the Guest Couple. Let me describe the Guest Man. He speaks loudly, talks over anyone who tries to say anything by talking louder and by not stopping to let the other person talk. He sits back and lets the Host Couple prepare dinner while Guest Woman stands around trying to offer help but not actually giving any help and I'm setting the table. While he sits back, he talks loudly about boring shit. During dinner, he would talk about how he thinks the Host Couple prepares the food, what additives they added etc. while claiming to not know how to cook and only know how to talk (good that he realizes that!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One morning, I put up an A4 sized sign written in black marker on the bathroom door, stating that I'm in the shower and not to go in because the lock's not working. Guest Man walked into the bathroom right after I dressed myself. I was shocked, but I was already dressed so nothing came out of it. He just looked at me and said "Are you done? I want to use the shower" as if he did not just walk into the bathroom with a sign on the door that said NOT to come in because I'M IN THERE. I let that slide, only telling a few of my friends and my siblings. I did not tell the Host Couple about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the week, Host Man has been accusing me of doing small things that didn't really matter much except that he only accused ME and never bothered questioning Guest Couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accusation #1 (The Kettle): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Kim, come here. (he was in the kitchen by the kettle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked over and he pointed at the kettle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yes, uncle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: See here, Kim. When you boil water, make sure you don't go over the maximum line. It will boil over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yeah, uncle. I usually fill the water up until about 1cm below the max line just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yeah, but you see. It spilled over. So you must've filled above the max line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No, uncle. I didn't. I usually fill until below the line because it gets really heavy by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then stares at me unbelievingly because the kettle has overflowed and he thinks I did it.  So I gave in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Okay uncle, I'll be very careful and fill until the 6 mark next time. (6 was the mark below Max) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just smiled, satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the thing. Host Couple are obsessed freaks. While I have no problem drinking straight from the tap, they boil the water and THEN let's it cool and then puts the boiled water into a filter before drinking it. I've been boiling and filtering water for them just to make them happy and I've been doing it daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, Host Woman speaks to Guest Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Woman: Pastor, Pastor. Did you boil water to make tea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guest Man: Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Woman: Oh, you're not supposed to fill the kettle above the Max line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guest Man: Oh! I didn't know that. So sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Woman: The water has spilled all over the counter... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? SEE? It was the Guest Man who did it, NOT ME! Yet Host Man only questioned ME and not the Guest Couple!!! I've been boiling and filtering their water for WEEKS and it never spilled over, yet once it does, the blame was put on ME, not the guests!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accusation #2 (The Electricity):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday, I went to take a shower before class as usual. This was the day after Guest Man walked in on me, so I showered quickly and wrapped myself in a towel, ran into my room and dressed. After dressing, I tried to print my notes for my lecture. I realized that my printer couldn't be switched on. I was also feeling really hot because it was 32c that day. So I tried to switch on the fan. It didn't turn on. It was then that I realized that there was no electricity. I went downstairs to confirm it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi aunty, is there no electricity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Woman: Yeah. It tripped just 5 minutes ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh.. I wanted to print my notes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then walks over to me and asked me what I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: What did you plug in, Kim? What did you switch on that caused the trip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Huh? I didn't plug in anything, uncle. I was in the shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then makes an irritated face then walked upstairs. I followed behind him. He walked into my room and looked at all the things that were plugged in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He pointed at the plugs and asked me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Kim. What did you plug in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uh.. Well this is the lamp, this is my laptop, this is the printer and this is the fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Now see here, you must've plugged something in that caused the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uh, I didn't plug in anything new today. It was this way since last week. It couldn't have been me, I was in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yeah, but what did you plug in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Nothing, uncle. I was in the shower, then I came out and dressed in my room. After dressing, I tried to turn on the fan and to print my notes and realized that there's no electricity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then went downstairs to turn back the electricity. After turning it back on, he then comes back into my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Now let's check again. Turn on all your appliances one by one then we'll know what caused the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uhh.. okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then switched on the lamp, turned it off. Did the same to the fan, laptop and printer. When nothing caused the trip, Host Man asked again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: What did you plug in, Kim? Did you use the hairdryer in the bathroom today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Nope uncle, I didn't wash my hair this morning because I already washed it last night. I wore a shower cap to shower today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then walks into the bathroom to check the hairdryer. I walked with him and told him that I didn't use it and said that he can touch the hairdryer and it won't be warm because I didn't use it that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening, Host Woman tells me that Host Man found the cause of the trip. It was from a light outside the house. It fused and caused the trip. Again, I was accused for something I didn't do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accusation #3 (The TV):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I had no classes as if was Friday. I spent the day lazing in bed, doing my lectures notes and watching The Big Bang Theory and How I met your Mother on my laptop. At 4pm, I showered and went out by 5pm. I reached home at 10.30pm that night. I spotted Host Woman, so I chatted happily with her as I was in a really good mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi Aunty! How was your day? Where did you go today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Woman: Oh.. (tells story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh! Nice! Anyway, I'll be going upstairs first. *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went upstairs, changed, washed my face, brushed my teeth and went into my room. After awhile, I went downstairs to get some water. Host Man was there at the TV. I saw him and smiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi uncle! *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Kim. Come here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked over to him, wondering what he wanted to ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Did you change the TV settings? I told you the other day not to change the settings because if you do, I might not be able to get Foxtel back. It's on analog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Huh? I didn't even watch TV today, uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: What did you change? You must've put it on analog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I didn't change anything, uncle. I don't even know what analog is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: You don't know analog?? If you tell me what you did, I'll know what to do and how to fix it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I didn't watch TV today, uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yes, but what settings did you change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I didn't change any settings, uncle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then stares at me. So I gave in (again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: When I usually watch TV, I'll press the power button on all 3 remotes. Then I'll use the foxtel remote to navigate around the channels. I don't know how to change the settings of your TV, I don't even know what analog is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: You see here. Analog is this. *Presses button* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh.. right. I see. I didn't do that though, uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yeah, but you must've changed the settings. I came back and the TV was on analog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uncle. I really did not watch TV today. I was in my room the entire day before I went out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: You cannot change the TV settings. If you change it, I might not get Foxtel back. You must tell me if you change the settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I didn't, uncle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Show me which buttons you press on the remote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I usually press this button and this button and this button. (I showed him the power button on all 3 remotes) Then I'll navigate my way on Foxtel by using the grey remote and pressing TV Guide. Those are the only buttons I use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man: Yeah. You must've pressed the buttons wrongly. It was on analog. You must not change the TV settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Okay, uncle. I'll be very careful when I turn on the TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Host Man then seems satisfied. During the entire conversation, I kept a neutral face and kept my voice cool and calm. My dad has taught me not to show my anger to my elders and to always respect them. So I did just that, as I knew that Host Couple were good friends of my father's and my manners MATTERS to my father's reputation. The entire time the conversation was going on, Host Woman was in the same room, she kept quiet and just did whatever she was doing on the computer without interrupting the conversation, as if she believed everything Host Man said was right. That I was in the wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By then, I was already really angry and hurt. I didn't feel like getting water anymore. So I just went upstairs. Once I reached my room, I called my sister and mother to ask them to get on msn as I needed to unload all that happened and I didn't want to talk on the phone just incase Host Couple hears me. My sister couldn't get on, so I ranted to my mother. My mother then told my father what happened. Both tried comforting me by saying I only have 10 days before my mom is here with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt better, my dad jokingly said that when my mom is there with me nagging me, I won't have to worry about being accused anymore because my mom's nagging would drown out everything else. Wow. For once, I'm actually grateful that my parents nag tons! At least I know that nagging would put my mind off all this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying that my parents have never accused me of anything, they have. But once I prove it to them that it wasn't me, they'll see the truth and eventually apologise for wrongly accusing me. Living with Host Couple really brought out a lot of things I should be grateful about. My parents are awesome compared to this pair of Old Shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to the conclusion that Host Man often sees me in the bad light because of my age and also because I'm not a devout Christian like them. He has never questioned Guest Couple, my thought is that it's because Guest Man is a pastor and Guest Couple are both old and 'wise'. The fact that I'm a young non-believer has condemned me to being the blackest, rotten creature that has set foot into his house.  My angel act of being on my best behaviour meant nothing. He has already set it in his mind that I'm bound to be horrible. It doesn't matter what I do. I know it's horrible of me to think this way, but it explains everything! He doesn't question Guest Couple because they're strong believers, because Guest Man is a pastor! Because they're both old, so they're definitely good and wise! The fact that I'm young means I'll do all sorts of stupid things, the fact that I'm a non-believer means I'll do horrible things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this! I HATE THIS! I've been nothing but polite and respectful to their religion. When they pray, I sit quietly and listen. When they say grace before eating, I sit there and let them say grace, I won't even touch the food before they do. I may be a non-believer, but I respect people who DO believe. I respect religion. I never NEVER disrespect anyone's religion. Sure, I've made remarks on extremists who try to preach and convert me, but I've never insulted those who strongly believe. I'm fine with people who are very religious so long as they don't try to preach me and view me as being 'wrong' for not believing. I don't mind it at all if people talk about their religion to me as long as it's aiming to convert me. I grew up studying in a Convent school where the Catholics and Protestants who study there tend to be very religious. I come from Malaysia, so I've met many Muslims who are equally religious. My mother is a Taoist, she is not overly religious but I help her burn incense when she needs me to do it. I'm really FINE with all religions. But this discrimination against me just because I'm not a believer really eats at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I definitely put up a huge wall of text on this rant/pour out. These feelings on religion? It's true. I'm open to people who believe and I'm genuinely interested in their beliefs. I find the stories in the Bible interesting, I've learned Muslim history from school, I listen to my very religious aunt on Buddhism, I help my Taoist mom burn incense for her deities when she can't do it herself. I may not believe in one certain religion, I'm a somewhat agnostic atheist. Surely that's enough? Just because I'm not a believer doesn't mean that I'm definitely the worst thing ever born. No. I have morals. I have a conscience. I definitely have my own code for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-240363660153840289?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/240363660153840289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=240363660153840289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/240363660153840289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/240363660153840289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/wall-of-text-onn-old-shits.html' title='Wall of text on the old SHITS'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8193335412770823756</id><published>2011-03-19T21:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:40:08.928+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on builders!</title><content type='html'>I just visited my new unit today. Looks like it's done, but we're not allowed to move in yet.. I guess they're either doing the finishing touches or there are some legal stuff to be done? Whatever it is, I hope it's done ASAP! I can't wait to move in!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reasons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1: I get to wake up later - right now, I gotta leave the house an hour and 15 minutes before class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starts, so I gotta wake up at LEAST 2 hours before class to shower and grab breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2: I don't have to put up my angel kid act - I'm currently SUCH an angel, if my family were to see me now, they won't believe that it's me. I help with cooking, do dishes, keep my room neat, do my bed, help around with housework, wake up EARLY(they're morning people, so I can't wake up too late), I wipe drops off the sink and mirror of the bathroom right after using the tap, I do my notes and homework right after class (Oh. My. God.), I don't go out. I come home straight after class. I sleep relatively early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3: I will be getting an internet provider with a package that has more than 10gb monthly download quota limit. I miss my shows. I miss downloading stuff. I miss streaming shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4: I don't have to tell anyone my plans a few days ahead, I have the freedom to change my plans whenever I want to. (I tell them my plans days ahead out of politeness I guess? If I don't, they might think I'm a rude brat who's free loading at their place)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5: I'll be able to find a housemate... = rent = pocket MUNNEH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#6: I don't like staying with an old couple where there's not much to talk about because of the HUGE age gap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#7: I don't feel bad about living in their place because they REFUSE to accept rent (because of their friendship with my dad) and they FEED me my meals everyday. Not to be ungrateful to their free meals and free board, but I really want the freedom to choose what I eat.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#8: I would LOVE to be able to live near uni where most friends live. Right now I live so far away that going out is a pain in the ass because I gotta leave the house an hour earlier and reach home an hour later. Plus the housing area is dark by 6pm, I don't like bats. Oh, also would be nice to have friends over? Right now it would be SO awkward if I asked friends over.. So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#9: Clothes. Thanks to the fact that I'm living with an old couple, I worry on what I wear. Shorts? Skirts? Sleeveless tops? :S T-shirts and jeans are my best friends now. Oh. Shoes! I can't wear heels now either, because I gotta walk down a hill to the bus stop and walk UP the hill to go home. Heels would KILL me! I tried once.. almost killed my soles :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#10: I miss cussing. The old couple I'm living with are not only old, they're also religious. I zip my mouth up so not even the words 'suck' or 'damn' escapes. Impressive? Most of my friends would think so! "Damn! That sucks!" would now be expressed as "That's so... bad!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know. You all think I'm a horrible person. I'm getting free board, I'm getting free food. They treat me well, yet I want to leave. I get it! The thing is, I miss my freedom and I HATE feeling as though I owe ANYONE. I know it's stupid to feel this way, but I do! I'm fine with living off my parents, because they're family. I know, I owe them way loads more than I do with this couple I'm living with now and yet I treat this couple with so much more politeness. Perhaps I'll treat my own parents better next time! Then again this couple I live with don't nag me ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I intend to take GOOD care of my own parents once I'm out and working! That's a given. But watching myself now, I just realized how I've not been treating them as good as I should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I totally went off topic there. Oh well, what else can you expect from me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever your awesome, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8193335412770823756?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8193335412770823756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8193335412770823756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8193335412770823756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8193335412770823756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/come-on-builders.html' title='Come on builders!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-4788945855290150584</id><published>2011-03-15T23:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:01:29.782+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabama</title><content type='html'>Yes. I want to go to Alabama. I was watching Lifestyle YOU channel today and there was this show on obese kids. Apparently Alabama is one of the fattest states in USA! If I go there, I'll be one of the skinny kids! I'd get people telling me how skinny I am instead of skinny asians telling me how FAT they are when all I see is skin and bone. Yes. That's it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new goal: Live in Alabama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know :( Sorry, random and short post. I know you guys are used to my uber long wall of text posts, but I've nothing to say right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, I do! I'm currently living so FREAKING far from uni that I gotta wake up 2-3 hours before class to eat breakfast, get ready and LEAVE the house about an hour and fifteen minutes before class just so I can catch the bus to this interchange, then wait there to catch another bus to uni! :( I hate switching. But living here(at my dad's friend's place) is great! I get treated really well, fed well(to the point of being overfed) and the only price I have to pay is being a totally angelic kid who stays at home and study, goes out for uni, tells them my plans DAYS ahead of doing anything. Overall, I think it's an awesome trade off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second year in uni? Not much to say really. I've rid myself of disgusting housemate and evil shit landlord and am currently living so far from university that the neighbourhood seems devoid of students! It's all families with young children OR old retired couples! The houses are beautiful, there are beautiful TOPLESS handymen working in their gardens and a cute dog that would greet me when I walk to the bus stop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems awesome? I agree, but I still want to live in my own place near uni. The countdown is clear! Just a month to go and I'll have my own place and won't have to wake up until 10 minutes before class (woohoo!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know :( I went completely off track from the title. I'll end it here. Will update, I promise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that the last time I promised to update, I didn't do it for more than half a year, but hey! I'm an angel kid now, you can trust me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever the so awesome,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-4788945855290150584?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4788945855290150584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=4788945855290150584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4788945855290150584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4788945855290150584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/alabama.html' title='Alabama'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5800435358825748590</id><published>2010-06-26T09:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:52:22.682+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lizard</title><content type='html'>HEyyyy!!! It's time for my 3month-ly update!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this incident happened about a month ago, but because this happened to me(lazy blogger) I only decided to put it up today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happily playing games on the laptop when I saw something dark move really fast across the wall in front of me.. At first, I thought.. "hmm.. what? shadow?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes, it happened again, this time I happen to catch it moving - A LIZARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I panicked and searched for an insecticide spray(thanks for the idea, housemates of 124E) and SPRAYED it! It dissappeared...&lt;br /&gt;for 30 minutes I was in constant fear that it might run out at me...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;it did run out again after 30 minutes, this time I sprayed it directly! So it ran away.. I didn't know where it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the spraying, my room was really smelly, so I pulled my curtains aside to let in fresh air.. but the lizard fell past my hands and onto my table, right beside my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. SCREAMED and it rolled about and fell on my bed.. and stayed there silently and just LYING there as if it owned my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked even more and asked a friend what to do with the lizard because it was right beside me(less than 2 feet away) and is right next to my pillow....&lt;br /&gt;My "awesome" friend told me to vacuum it, and since I was too scared to touch it or shoo it away from my bed(risking it running at me or breaking its tail on my bed) I went downstairs and got a vacuum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I can turn on the vacuum, the asshole lizard crawled under my blanket(yeah, I don't make my bed) so I started vacuuming my top blanket and my pillow and my Moo away from the bed and still couldn't spot the lizard.. I was hysterically screaming while holding onto the vacuum, 4 feet away from the bed.... and that was exactly what my housemate saw when he reached the top of the stairs, as he just reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I semi-begged him to help me with the lizard because I was too afraid to sleep in my bed knowing that the lizard was somewhere under my blanket.. It turned out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was afraid of lizards as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he helped to lift my blanket, shake it to check for the lizard.. and the lizard was clinging onto my blanket for dear life! The second I saw it, I screamed, he yelled and dropped my blanket and we ran out of my room.. He went back in, picked up my blanket(the lizard was on the floor) and I was yelling "SPRAY IT!! SPRAY IT!!" so he took the insecticide, sprayed it while it rolled around in agony(I'm sorry for the cruel death, but lizards freak me out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 seconds of spraying, it was still twitching and my housemate acted as though he was about to leave it there and go back to his room, so I asked him to help get it out of my room..&lt;br /&gt;Since he was afraid of lizards as well, he went to the toilet, took a LOT of tissue(while muttering that I owe him big) went back into my room and stared at the lizard for 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood outside my room, peeking in while he attempted to pick up the lizard with the load of toilet paper in his hand. Every time he felt it move under the tissue, he'd yell while I screamed....... He finally got the lizard after a few tries, ran to the toilet and flushed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate is my hero now :D (he still annoys me and he cooks stinky food almost everyday, but saving me from a lizard is epic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my sister and told her about the lizard episode the next day.. and she told my brother.. and my brother told his girlfriend.. they now call me the evil lizard murderer although the one who did the murdering was my housemate ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure you're wondering why I only posted this now when it happened a month ago? Well, the day after this happened, my grandma passed away and  after that I had to concentrate on finals.. My papers are finally over and I have spare time now before going home to Malaysia... So yeah, here it is. The Lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again when I'm back in Brisbane after my winter break back in Malaysia! That means, see you in 2 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5800435358825748590?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5800435358825748590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5800435358825748590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5800435358825748590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5800435358825748590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/lizard.html' title='The Lizard'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5759215279536243293</id><published>2010-04-14T01:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:57:52.138+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New look!</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited my blogskin(finally) with help from Lilian(not much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u guys like it? Most of u are saying it's too cute for me :P&lt;br /&gt;HAH! I've turned cute! LOLOLOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, update on the spider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my housemate is a total hero to me now, he caught the spider with tissue paper and flushed it dead!! YEAH!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5759215279536243293?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5759215279536243293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5759215279536243293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5759215279536243293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5759215279536243293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-look.html' title='New look!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-6587256966531642398</id><published>2010-04-11T21:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:01:09.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.. And.. "The Spider"</title><content type='html'>okay, as most of u know, I went home to Malaysia last week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week went by in a blur of activities:&lt;br /&gt;I met up with college friends, went shopping and met up with high school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things "happened" to me during my trip home... Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a new Crocs Convert. I WANT CROCS! Of course, I don't want those fugly original crocs, I want the ballet flats crocs. They look "Okay" and yet it feels like I'm walking on air! I want them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing was Joonkie and I took Steph's unagi virginity when we had her eat unagi in Sakae Sushi :P&lt;br /&gt;Also, we watched How to train a Dragon.. IT'S AWESOME!! IT'S SOOOO totally my FAVOURITE movie now!! :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing I realized was... *dramatic drumroll and music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boobs shrank. I needed new bras to fit my mini boobs now *sadface*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Brisbane and went home, there was a HUGE spider in the corner of the bathroom. I spotted it when I was drying myself after a shower. This was Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I looked around for it all Saturday and today but couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;It is now 10pm Sunday, I spotted it - above the door. I urgently need to pee, but I can't because its THERE staring at me with 8 huge eyes! Also, it's huge and scary :(&lt;br /&gt;I asked my housemate to help and he poked it with a stick - it fell on the floor and now we can't find it. I'm more scared now than I was when it was above the door :( BECAUSE IT'S ON THE FLOOORRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone please save me T_T I need to pee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-6587256966531642398?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6587256966531642398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=6587256966531642398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6587256966531642398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6587256966531642398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-and-spider.html' title='Home.. And.. &quot;The Spider&quot;'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-1582185548943871835</id><published>2010-03-25T16:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:58:18.274+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My fav line coming from my ECON1010 Microeconomics lecturer from today</title><content type='html'>We were discussing about the market for parental rights for babies (adoption)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were discussing on whether there should be a free market for it -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were a free market...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  most would-be parents would easily get their adopted children&lt;br /&gt;- would-be parents wouldn't need to go through the 'tests' in order to get their children (and is this good or bad? it is good because bad would-be parents would be eliminated from the list, but then again it is bad because it intrudes the privacy of the would-be parents: weight, age are all taken into account, so people who want to be parents can't be more than 40[makes no sense because some people get married at 30, try to have a baby naturally for a few years and then try up for adoption at 36 and stays on the waiting list for 4 years and are canceled out of the list when they hit 40])&lt;br /&gt;- some women would get pregnant on purpose just to 'sell' the baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, would it be fair to judge those women?&lt;br /&gt;No, it isn't. It is like judging prostitutes and drug sellers - most people just aren't prostitutes/drug sellers because they don't think the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;current&lt;/span&gt; market price is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, women who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; 'sell' their babies shouldn't be judged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the awesome line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not clever so I can't get a job, I'm not pretty so I can't be a prostitute. But I can pump out babies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh~ I know, lame post for today, but I found it amusing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-1582185548943871835?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1582185548943871835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=1582185548943871835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1582185548943871835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1582185548943871835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-fav-line-coming-from-my-econ1010.html' title='My fav line coming from my ECON1010 Microeconomics lecturer from today'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-3754675213160537839</id><published>2010-03-21T09:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:29:28.194+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what a fucked up morning to start my day off</title><content type='html'>right. I was freaking sure I left my room door unlocked when I left the room, I even turned the knob to make sure before I went downstairs. When I went back up, it is LOCKED!! I had to wake my housemate and ask him to call my landlord shithead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey can u call the landlord?&lt;br /&gt;Jerk: Err.. sure, I'll sms him.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Call please? It's urgent. I locked myself out.&lt;br /&gt;Jerk: *silence for a few minutes* Er, OK. Later I check how much you need to pay me(he means for the call)&lt;br /&gt;Me: .. Yeah, sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idiot then calls the landlord, who then asks to speak to me and the conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;Shitlord: You locked yourself out? Why didn't you check the door before going out? Do you know there is a call-out fee of 100 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes. I know.&lt;br /&gt;Shitlord: So you still want me to come over and unlock the door?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes. (very pissed now because he's asking the fucking obvious. like HELLO? DO I HAVE A CHOICE??)&lt;br /&gt;Shitlord: Alright. I will come over. Do you have 100 dollars on you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO. It is in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Shitlord: Alright, then. I will come over and unlock your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I HATE MY LIFE FML FML FML&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY LANDLORD&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY HOUSEMATE&lt;br /&gt;BOTH ARE JERKS&lt;br /&gt;my landlord fucking STATES THE OBVIOUS and it's not like I have any OTHER CHOICES!!! _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my housemate is so stingy that a 30 sec call is something I need to pay back to him! Also, everytime the apartment has any problems, he will ask ME to sms the landlord. FUCK MAN!! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-3754675213160537839?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3754675213160537839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=3754675213160537839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3754675213160537839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3754675213160537839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fucked-up-morning-to-start-my-day.html' title='what a fucked up morning to start my day off'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-2649544643609963797</id><published>2010-03-20T20:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:54:55.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM ANGRY</title><content type='html'>OK, I know that I've not updated my blog in ages...&lt;br /&gt;And many things I'm gonna rant about, most wouldn't know.. But here's a brief explanation:&lt;br /&gt;I've left home and moved to Brisbane, Australia. I have an asshole jerk for a housemate who is inconsiderate, stupid and a hypocrite. I also have an annoying, pinch-coin, selfish and long-winded landlord who keeps popping into the house a few times every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO ANGRY with my landlord. I just had 3 hours of sleep last night and I just fell asleep at 7. He called me at 7.30 to nag me about how I swept the house but didn't use the pan to put the dust in. GUESS WHAT? THERE IS NO DUSTPAN!! There is only a tiny brush with an attached pan that will you have to squat in order to sweep up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've swept the place!! My housemate(the jerk) was supposed to vacuum up the dust I've put in the corner. I've swept the house on Tuesday and told him to vacuum and mop the place. It is Saturday today and I've swept the place AGAIN and he still hasn't done what I asked him to do on TUESDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of the jerk, that the landlord saw the pile of dust and called me in the middle of my catch up sleep. More info on the jerk later - ANYWAY the dumb landlord nagged n told me in detail like as if I'm a retard(eg: my housemate) how to use the mini dustpan and brush(that already has dust accumulated on its frayed ends so it can't sweep nuts) for 10 minutes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that call, I was so angry that I couldn't sleep back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE BOTH OF YOU!! I HATE YOU BOTH!! I hope that some drunk rapist will just RAPE YOUR ASS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Info on jerk housemate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a hypocrite who claims to be neat and tidy(just because he organizes his things into boxes in his room) and yet he is DIRTY in the common area. Please take note that being messy and clean(like myself) is VERY different from being neat and DIRTY!!&lt;br /&gt;I may leave my clothes scattered on the table in my room and have my bags everywhere, but my THINGS are clean and there is not much CRAP lying around. I also leave the common clean and wash the dishes properly after I used them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, he leaves his dumb food sitting in the rubbish bin and bits of food from his cooking on the kitchen counter. He also doesn't wash the dishes and pans properly because when I use them after him, there are remnants of HIS food stuck to the pan/spatula - ITS GROSS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also an inconsiderate jerkhole who uses the pots n pans before me and EAT while watching TV, and only washes them AFTER he finishes watching TV. Means if I want to cook my food after him, I will have to wait about AN HOUR before I can start cooking. Inconsiderate JERK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I always thought that going to UQ would eliminate the chances of my ever meeting dumb ass stupid idiots. Well, I LIVE with one now!! It surprises me how such a dumb ass like him can get into UQ. I don't know if he's book smart, but he is definitely not smart from every other sense! There are so many things I've always assumed were general knowledge and he doesn't even know them!! A few examples would be that he didn't know that instant pancake mix existed, he thinks that Accounting is "an easy job, you just enter in numbers into a computer and the computer will do all the work for you. Then they pay you a lot! I want to be rich!". .... DUMB ASS!! I _KNOW_ people who are accountants and they work like DOGS for their pay, and it isn't much when you just start off!! Hell, if there were such an easy job with a high pay, EVERYONE would be accountants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing he said that offended me a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote him:&lt;br /&gt;"People who live in big bungalow houses are not happy families. Me? My family lives in a Semi-D house and we are very happy."&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this quote has many points that I need to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: I live in a bungalow house and MY family is a very happy and close family.&lt;br /&gt;Second: WHO is he to say that families who live in bungalows are unhappy?? Hell, he told me that he rarely sees his own father who works as a doctor. Apparently only sees him a few hours a week. HOW IS THAT A HAPPY FAMILY??&lt;br /&gt;Third: He said he wanted to be rich. Does this mean that although he said families who live in bungalows are unhappy, he still wants to be rich?? HYPOCRITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: So, families who live in a Semi-D house are really happy? I know a LOT of friends from broken families who DON'T live in bungalows. NOW EAT THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;he always goes on and on about him eating so healthily and shit. Well, I can see that he eats 4 full meals a day and most of the time the meals are instant noodles and food that makes you fat(bad for health, yo) He's just the type of guy who eats like a bull and remains skinny and gross. Also, I've been in the common room a few times when he was eating and he eats LOUDLY like.. with his mouth open and making the loud iritating noise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, noise. He plays his keyboard at night when I want to study/sleep. Very considerate, no? ASSHOLE!! He plays it without earphones when he can just plug his earphones in so I wouldn't be disturb, but he doesn't!! He also blows his nose really loudly at the sink about 20 times a day and it sounds like an elephant trumpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking. Wow, Kim. You sure rant a LOT!! Well, I'M NOT DONE YET!!&lt;br /&gt;During the first week, I was trying to be nice and friendly to him so I introduced him to a few of my friends I met during orientation. He was polite to them - and then he turned back to his HELP University friends and chatted with them while my friends and I stood there waiting for AT LEAST an introduction.... that never came. THAT IS FUCKING RUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was pretty annoyed with him but still trying to be patient and nice because I'm used to having awesome and friendly housemates who are close together.... So we agreed to get internet together, and we walked to the mall together(5 minutes walk, really near!) Before going to the mall, he told me to wait for a minute while he applies sunblock lotion for the 5 minute walk. So I waited for him and we left. He opened this huge ass umbrella to shield himself from the sun and told me how he forgot to apply sunblock for a day and got "SO dark". He also told me how he loves fair skin and dislikes tanned skin. The entire time he was telling me this, he was under his big ass umbrella while I stood beside him UNDER THE SUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.. tell me.. what kinda GUY would stand under an umbrella beside his HOUSEMATE and not offer to share? ESPECIALLY  SINCE THE HOUSEMATE IS A GIRL???!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we never got to share the internet. He ended up buying a mobile broadband and I had to go on to get my own Naked Broadband(that I had to pay 500 dollars for the modem MYSELF) Why is that? Oh, he heard from his FRIENDS that the mobile broadband was better and he doesn't wanna share with me because I'll only be here for a year while the contract for the internet is 2 years. Well, I have my internet now so I'm not so bitter anymore. But, SUCK on this asshole, my internet is WAY better than yours now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, remember me saying that he's a stupid asshole? Once, he said that Australians are really unfriendly(this isn't true, Aussies I've met are WAY friendlier than most Malaysians) and that they use Australian slang words. He was really angry that they used Aussie slang because he didn't understand them and his justification is that "Why did they use that term? It isn't international!" WELL BUDDY, that's why it's called AUSSIE SLANG, not INTERNATIONAL SLANG!! You are in Australia now, so LEARN it instead of expecting people to talk the way YOU do just because you are Asian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, he also uses a FAKE accent that is neither American, British or Australian. It's just fake and very obvious he is trying hard to sound different(from other FOB Asians) Well, it's ANNOYING and it PHAILS!! Not only is it plainly fake, he also speaks broken English which annoys the hell outta me because he sometimes alternates between American, British and the Unknown accent - ALL in broken English!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! I feel better now after this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update the blog with happier things(hopefully) next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-2649544643609963797?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2649544643609963797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=2649544643609963797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2649544643609963797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2649544643609963797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-angry.html' title='I AM ANGRY'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5855695808380537828</id><published>2009-11-23T16:45:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:14:41.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>randomawesomeness woohoo!</title><content type='html'>yesterday i went to the last audi outing :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had fun! went ice skating and watched christmas carol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we met miki and kaoru.. but both are so damn shy and quiet it was kinda difficult..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway! we took some pics.. i have one only though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407186888416834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/Swov05Y8MzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pXbTdjpgIJ4/s320/hah-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there we are! ooh i fell twice on the ice.. on my butt :( now my butt hurts like crap! i'm sure there's a bruise! just didn't bother turning around to check when i'm showering.. hmm.. really curious.. maybe i'll check later? :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway! change of topic! 124E drawing! no words for this! but since a picture is worth a thousand words, here's a few "thousand words"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407187641053908258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SwowgtLmjSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h9I7-WR0_D8/s320/September-0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;DRAWN BY MEEEEEEEEE!!! that's why it's so pretty :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407187636526569922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SwowgcUM2cI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ikkcIRVRNc0/s320/September-0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Drawn by Michelle Chong, that's why its so messy and kiddy looking :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407187630683389442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SwowgGjE_gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/igkLzk4F7TA/s320/drawing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We put it up on the sliding door! for display for whoever cares to look over at our door! but then again we're at the top floor, so yeah!!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know, 124E is just SO&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;change of topic&lt;/span&gt; again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407190417924179570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SwozCV1ERnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bumk8ab8E04/s320/family+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS is my facebook family tree! HAHA! and yes, my religious views are Atheist and Awesomism! :D MUAhahahahaha!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;change of topic &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm running out of topics to change, but i guess this will be the last one for this post.. anyway! this is the current song i'm addicted to! (cassie be proud!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsHOawyRcsc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsHOawyRcsc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously love the song AND the mv for this song.. its so sweet, although kinda sad.. oh and i like this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9wAFmfhpmU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9wAFmfhpmU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGO adam lambert!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't understand those idiotic homophobs.. it's not as if he's in love with YOU and freaking you out! as long as he sings well, screw off! i hate people who discriminate gays or lesbos just because of their sexual preferences! pffffffttt..&lt;br /&gt;I may be straight, but I don't mind them! in fact, they can be really nice! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5855695808380537828?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5855695808380537828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5855695808380537828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5855695808380537828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5855695808380537828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/11/randomawesomeness-woohoo.html' title='randomawesomeness woohoo!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/Swov05Y8MzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pXbTdjpgIJ4/s72-c/hah-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-7500506104675802024</id><published>2009-11-10T17:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:05:56.807+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's Artistic Side</title><content type='html'>Ok, whoever are my REAL friends would know that I draw and create cover pages, posters and flyers that are.. well I won't be modest, this is my own fucking blog, isn't it?! BEAUTIFUL!! AND those who are CLOSE friends would know that I take pride in my art work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of my pet peeves: people who group up with me and THEN make decisions on making posters that are UGLY and EASY to make (computer printed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to make the posters and flyers for my FUCKING group project and I made a flyer with a reasonable logo and GUESS WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted another logo LOLOLOLOL!! DIU LA MAHAI CCB!! After that, its ok.. I don't mind a simpler logo.. but at least let me make ONE poster on my own, right? At least the one that will behind our booth!! I want it to stand out and be PRETTY looking! I don't want some fugly poster behind me and I don't wanna tell people that that fugly poster was partly made by ME! When I do ART.. I MEAN ART!!! not some fugly piece of FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rant over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, today I got back my IB test paper and ITS FUCKED UP!! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TODAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-7500506104675802024?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7500506104675802024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=7500506104675802024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7500506104675802024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7500506104675802024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/11/kims-artistic-side.html' title='Kim&apos;s Artistic Side'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5768409242887538171</id><published>2009-10-27T16:30:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:12:22.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My 18th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I, the Awesome One aka Kim Awesome... (pause) TURNED 18!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Benefits of turning 18:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to sign papers without parents' signature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to donate blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to get my own atm card with MY name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to get A CREDIT CARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to get married (if i wanted to)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to drink(legally in Malaysia only?) if I want, too bad I dont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to register for anything and they won't say "Above 18 only"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to watch flagged YouTube videos that are actually NOTHING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to watch porn(if I want to, too bad I dont..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to go into cinemas to watch 18 above movies (not that I can't before, but oh well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to undergo plastic surgery if I wanted to :P (and I want lyposuction)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to have sex legally (LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to go clubbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- able to change my MyKad(Malaysian Identification Card)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- MANY MORE that I can't think of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disadvantage of being 18:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;kidos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; call me "old"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I did for my birthday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to college! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 minutes before my birthday.... Michelle, Yee Leng, Ying Shin and Shalini walked into the main door and turned off all the lights while I was doing my Data ISU Coverpage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : What the.. (because I was drawing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle : *bangs foot on cage* OWWWWWW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us started laughing.. then they sang Happy birthday for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They put EIGHT candles on the cake... proving again who are the immature ones xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a picture of the cake : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397167950658004002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SuaXp9wX5CI/AAAAAAAAADg/j3rSEJQQHSM/s320/DSC05516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME KIM!!! note that!! :D HAHAHAHAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I blew the candles, they made me take out the candles with my mouth... and I was UBER suspicious!! Especially because Worm(Yee Leng) was there and she swore that she will get her revenge this year because I caked and cheesed her on both her 17th and 18th birthdays :) *I know I'm awesome, thank you for the praises*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While taking out the 3rd candle, I heard a telltale shhhuuuu sound (which is the sound canned whipped cream makes!) and I looked around and saw Ying Shin hiding Worm behind her back! (I mean, hell! I was responsible for that sound so many times, how can I not know it?!?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway here's a video:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68345b92518911b9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68345b92518911b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331461551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9415FFCBA4E6E79D96219B27A94356115120763.5C0A747089D769E814698828722317E5BAAB5709%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68345b92518911b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCVtYh5EAbiRI37P2x6ODJqtqgv8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68345b92518911b9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331461551%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D9415FFCBA4E6E79D96219B27A94356115120763.5C0A747089D769E814698828722317E5BAAB5709%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68345b92518911b9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCVtYh5EAbiRI37P2x6ODJqtqgv8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the cream fight, I noticed that my coverpage had cake and cream stains on it :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after I showered I had to make a new cover... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the morning(after I woke up) nothing much happened in college, just got a few wishes and a hug from victor.. oh and I went for lunch with Pik Ching, Pooi Leng and Howard :D :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After class, Worm, Krish and I went to sunway piramid for a movie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs!! (damn cute movie, whoever's reading this, PLEASE WATCH IT!! HAHA!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh wait.. before watching, we had about 2 hours to kill before the movie starts.. so I pierced my right ear :D double helix piercings!! first one didn't hurt, but the second one was PAINFUL!! because the girl had to pull my ear a bit to pierce the second one.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and since we watched cloudy with a chance of meatballs in 3D, the 3D glasses kept touching my piercing and it hurt so bad that I could actually feel my heartbeat on my ear! :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and before going back, I called howard and wilson to do me birthday favours :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;howard only did 5 push ups while wilson did 10.. but since its through the phone I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; BELIEVE that they did it because I don't trust them! &gt;D anyway, it's just for amusement! :D :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we went back, I saw Danesh the Kumar in the apartment unit which is on the ground floor of my block! Our reactions were pretty similar, yet amusing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Him : *jaw drops* (huge gasp)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : *jaw drops* What are u doing here??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway after I showed him my new piercings and he found out that yesterday was my birthday, he wished me happy birthday many times while I was going up the stairs :P wished until his friends yelled "Oi Shaddap la BOTAK" which cracked me up HAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmmm... I know I'm being UBER detailed and maybe kinda boring for this post, but I DONT CARE! cos it's about my birthday! HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: I turned down cake from PC,PL,Howard and another cake from WORM!! OMG!! I TURNED DOWN CAKE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, that's all for today! Kim's Awesome! remember this chant forever!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5768409242887538171?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5768409242887538171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5768409242887538171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5768409242887538171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5768409242887538171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-18th-birthday.html' title='My 18th birthday'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SuaXp9wX5CI/AAAAAAAAADg/j3rSEJQQHSM/s72-c/DSC05516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5721129067635052625</id><published>2009-10-16T00:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:01:31.394+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the Pee the Ass the Kay!</title><content type='html'>i duno why.. these past few days i've been REAAAALLLYYYY hyper!!&lt;br /&gt;especially yesterday AND NOW!! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I shall introduce the Pee, Ass and Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pee - Qing Lin (refused to let him use Qute)&lt;br /&gt;Ass - Steph (the macam tapi bukan shy girl)&lt;br /&gt;Kay - Kim (The Awesome One)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 2.. really gonna make me go CRAZY!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;lemme list down a few stuff i did today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was aiming to poke Pee's cheek but he turned and i poked my finger into his mouth which... is GROSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Ass and I were in the library spamming some marriage application for fun&lt;br /&gt;- Kay was awesome, as usual :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some awesome video here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-OGD2DgIHI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i-OGD2DgIHI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5721129067635052625?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5721129067635052625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5721129067635052625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5721129067635052625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5721129067635052625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/pee-ass-kay.html' title='the Pee the Ass the Kay!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-6723908541260236807</id><published>2009-10-12T18:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:11:21.061+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking!</title><content type='html'>I know, it is really shocking that I'm updating my blog THE DAY AFTER I POSTED ONE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyway, I.. HAD TO!!! because I wanna show u guys, just how FUN ICPU can be, as long as you have the RIGHT teachers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is Mr Suschkov! with a wig!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391626366750509938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StLnnU_LS3I/AAAAAAAAADY/EasmQfEsTAo/s320/IMG0007A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and Mr St with sunnies in the classroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391626360347510818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StLnm9IlSCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KLyvhXsxYkc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know~ looks like ICPU is DAMN fun, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I did choose 2 of my favourites teachers from both semesters~ of course they look fun! If they aren't fun, they won't be my favourite teachers! DUH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanna show u guys a video of the CUTEST baby EVERRRR!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QaNHh6shFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1QaNHh6shFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-6723908541260236807?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6723908541260236807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=6723908541260236807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6723908541260236807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6723908541260236807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/shocking.html' title='Shocking!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StLnnU_LS3I/AAAAAAAAADY/EasmQfEsTAo/s72-c/IMG0007A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-387051624700875577</id><published>2009-10-11T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:44:25.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>About Guys and Cartoons</title><content type='html'>Ahh~ ONE post since september! i know, i was supposed to post the redang pictures.. BUT! it's kimmy here~ u should know not to expect that from my shitty connection :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway~ if u wanna see the redang pictures, go facebook :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY the main reason i wanna post today is because i have concluded something really amusing yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I thank Wilson the Mekk and Darren for meng-inspirasi-ing me yesterday as I listened to them crap in the car yesterday :O &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys get TRICKED by cartoons!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do I say that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I'll give u a few examples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391241489305074498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StGJkgxge0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PPgLihZSzzM/s320/popeye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all remember popeye, right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wilson got tricked by popeye eating spinach for SUPER STRENGTH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He asked his mom to cook spinach for him so that he can be stronger ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NEXT :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391241505942494754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StGJlewLXiI/AAAAAAAAADI/P8lw3wNOJA8/s320/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh yes, the EPIC.. SUPERMAN!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY brother tied a blanket around his neck as his 'cape' and jumped down the double decker bed attempting to FLY!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously, he didn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Intead, he cracked his head and my mom had to bring him to the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, Michelle's cousin also tried the same thing, except he wanted to jump off a TREE! Luckily for him, her uncle was there to stop him.. No head cracking there, huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ha. Ha. Ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I made my point?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sigh* girls are just so much smarter than guys... Sadness of life~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-387051624700875577?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/387051624700875577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=387051624700875577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/387051624700875577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/387051624700875577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-guys-and-cartoons.html' title='About Guys and Cartoons'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/StGJkgxge0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PPgLihZSzzM/s72-c/popeye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8436413886820439034</id><published>2009-09-07T20:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:42:37.475+10:00</updated><title type='text'>redang.. not yet</title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog about redang, but because i crashed my car into a huge drain 2 hours ago, i need to calm myself before i blog about redang..&lt;br /&gt;maybe u will need to wait about a week or two before u hear about redang..&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i'm sure u all wanted to see some redang pics.. but for now, it'll just be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DEAD MY DAD'S GONNA KILL ME FOR CRASHING THE CAR SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8436413886820439034?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8436413886820439034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8436413886820439034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8436413886820439034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8436413886820439034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/09/redang-not-yet.html' title='redang.. not yet'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-2083843957051689098</id><published>2009-08-29T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:23:39.841+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yee leng's 18th birthday</title><content type='html'>since's its my wormie's birthday today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, lemme wish it for the 4th time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LA ULAT BULUUUUUUUUU~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpkWXBYy5uI/AAAAAAAAACw/5o3f-Bdo1gA/s1600-h/May-0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375352215008634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpkWXBYy5uI/AAAAAAAAACw/5o3f-Bdo1gA/s320/May-0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it's her birthday, i have to update my blog just to wish her ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the day she turns legal! ZOMG~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kinda hung out at KFC, then me and esther went to baskin robbins(as an excuse) to try and get whipped cream.. but the stupid BR people don't let us have whipped cream unless we eat in! so we bought the ice cream, then we went over to the bakery and tried to find whipped cream~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, we couldn't find any.. so we had to make do with some soft cheese(harder than cream though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that me and esther smsed sue reen(right beside esther) to bring yee leng to the toilet, but reen was DAMN slow at getting the msg because she has TWO phones! when she finally got it and went to the toilet, me and esther couldn't open the cheese packet! RAHH!! so when they came back we went to the sink and used keys to puncture a hole into the packet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we smashed the cheese into her face, she balas dendam on me and i passed it on to esther~ we spent quite some time washing off the cheese from our face and hair but still smelt like cheese after that(gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lilian had to go early.. so we went to play pool without her~ i also gave Socks to michelle, so michelle went to buy socks a new cage and some food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty much it because i had to go home after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and i almost forgot! michelle knocked her own neck with the cuestick because she sucks at pool too much HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-2083843957051689098?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2083843957051689098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=2083843957051689098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2083843957051689098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2083843957051689098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/yee-lengs-18th-birthday.html' title='yee leng&apos;s 18th birthday'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpkWXBYy5uI/AAAAAAAAACw/5o3f-Bdo1gA/s72-c/May-0116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5456285424765842930</id><published>2009-08-24T10:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:22:03.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most interesting Menu</title><content type='html'>I went to a restaurant in SoHo Montkiara a few weeks ago.. But only got to uploading the pictures of their menu now because I'm Kim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's one part of their menu, for their Chinese cuisine :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcb8WrIWI/AAAAAAAAACo/0HY6iw9c6RQ/s1600-h/May-0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318203045519714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcb8WrIWI/AAAAAAAAACo/0HY6iw9c6RQ/s320/May-0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! My favourite was crouching kitten hidden lizard(crouching tiger hidden dragon?? XD)&lt;br /&gt;and AS IF that isn't amusing enough, check out the drinks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcCca2BMI/AAAAAAAAACg/qPkRbCJm7UI/s1600-h/May-0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373317764976346306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcCca2BMI/AAAAAAAAACg/qPkRbCJm7UI/s320/May-0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No words needed except LMAO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all! I'm too lazy to write more than this! Just enjoy the pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcCca2BMI/AAAAAAAAACg/qPkRbCJm7UI/s1600-h/May-0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5456285424765842930?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5456285424765842930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5456285424765842930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5456285424765842930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5456285424765842930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/most-interesting-menu.html' title='The Most interesting Menu'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SpHcb8WrIWI/AAAAAAAAACo/0HY6iw9c6RQ/s72-c/May-0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-3261363653066943041</id><published>2009-08-15T11:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:40:37.781+10:00</updated><title type='text'>about 5 intan</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, i made a 5 intan group in facebook, ALL 5 intan-ers join please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have all 34 people from 5 intan's facebook, so invite all of those in ur facebook buddy list into 5 intan ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be so much easier to plan reunions and stuff later on.... so please do ur mastahh/ahlong a favour ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sayangs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-3261363653066943041?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3261363653066943041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=3261363653066943041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3261363653066943041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3261363653066943041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-5-intan.html' title='about 5 intan'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5883626247193149729</id><published>2009-08-08T00:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:42:05.409+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Steph!!</title><content type='html'>To let others to know you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many family members do you have?&lt;br /&gt;5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What status are you now?&lt;br /&gt;awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How many times do you been in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;zeewo(this word is copyrighted by Naim!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Your nickname by your family and friends?&lt;br /&gt;uh.. Kim, Kimmy, Kimmeh, Retard(Lydia only), Jondis(family only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The best line of yours?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Awesome ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yee Leng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Best song for you?&lt;br /&gt;For now... I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favourite colour of yours?&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Honey and Cookie!! (dogs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.any arguement with your best friends that you stated above?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she says I suck, and I insist that I'm AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is the perfect stranger for you?&lt;br /&gt;Josh Duhamel (sadly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.what is your best snacks?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Strawberry yogurt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you ever miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.most crazy thing you did ever?&lt;br /&gt;Taking milo from a dustbin and drinking it (on a dare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Have you ever sleep with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Of course! DUH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Have you ever kiss anyone same sex as you?&lt;br /&gt;Family only :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Are you pure?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, purely awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Have you ever did something illegal?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!!!!! I'm so awesome I should be made illegal ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.wish to kiss someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;lolololololololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.sleep with any opposite sex before?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. family only as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.What T size are you?&lt;br /&gt;No idea weh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Any represent in sport?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Your dreamland?&lt;br /&gt;a place where every1 gives me free stuff(that I want, which is currently a Sony Ericsson Satio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Have you achieve your dream?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.List down 3 most influence and the one you need the most!&lt;br /&gt;family, friends, myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. what make you most excited?&lt;br /&gt;the thought of getting money from my parents! (only from parents, i dont like taking money from non-family members)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Do you feel yourself important?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.The song with your love one? (if you do have)&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Aim for now?&lt;br /&gt;finishing my LAN essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.How you spend your weekend most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Online, go out, sleep ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Do you own any property?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my phone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.How many kids you wish to have in future?&lt;br /&gt;TWIN BOYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Any secret talker now? who?&lt;br /&gt;what's that? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. List 5 best mates beside the 2 above.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhhhh.. hmm.. everyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.The one you most respect?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tagged at least 6 peoples do this tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yee Leng&lt;br /&gt;2. Cassie&lt;br /&gt;3. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;4. Amanda&lt;br /&gt;5. Jo Bai&lt;br /&gt;6. Anyone who wants to do this tag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5883626247193149729?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5883626247193149729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5883626247193149729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5883626247193149729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5883626247193149729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-steph.html' title='Tagged by Steph!!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-1033566577546806075</id><published>2009-07-27T19:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:37:31.404+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Peeve</title><content type='html'>The other day, mr shushkov asked us to tell him our pet peeve. I lied on mine because my REAL pet peeve makes me sound like a snobbish bitchtard. Anyway, too many people's been bugging me and it's because THEY are my pet peeve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what's my pet peeve? Why, didn't u know already? I.. HATE!! stupid people... examples of a few types I can't stand :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who are dense&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who are TOO slow&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people are so dim that they don't understand what u are explaining to them even after u explained more than THREE times!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people can't spell definitely correctly, and insists that it is spelt definAtely&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people can't differentiate between Their, They're and THERE&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people dont know when to use Then and when to use Than&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people come to me and asks me to explain crap about class to them, and when I do, they are so dumb they don't get it even after u teach them again and again, using simpler and simpler words and ways to explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture, right? It's not like I will hate the person immediately, I will most probably correct the person and maybe get a little annoyed.. BUT if they're a combo of everything I stated up there, I'm really sure I will hate their guts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-1033566577546806075?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1033566577546806075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=1033566577546806075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1033566577546806075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1033566577546806075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-pet-peeve.html' title='My Pet Peeve'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8502249422567117660</id><published>2009-07-23T20:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:41:55.847+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mann Cream</title><content type='html'>Priceless picture, Priceless spelling, Priceless ad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/Smg3hiu79kI/AAAAAAAAACY/Lnf9UloFPP4/s1600-h/May-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361596405783459394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/Smg3hiu79kI/AAAAAAAAACY/Lnf9UloFPP4/s320/May-0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note for all : The Farmer is illiterate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Imaginative conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : ZOMG! The Cream from sent from God! Look at this ad dude! It's so potent they have to use double N's to emphasize its Mannliness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : How so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : This cream makes our... *cough* banana.. bigger, stronger and it will last longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : Are you serious?! I have to get some!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : Do you? I've seen yours the other day at the market.. Yours is so huge, your wife will cry if you use this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : What?! No no no.. Bigger is always better! Why, she will cry out of happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : Dude, I bet you don't know it but girls like it Just Nice. Although I do agree, bigger is always better, but too huge isn't good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : Anyway, how do i use this magic fertilizer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger :  Why, u rub it all over your banana of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : How is it going to make my bananas bigger if it's already growing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : Well, I don't know how it works! But I've used it before and it works magic! ..... Wait, bananaS?! Dude, how many rounds can you do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : I have thousands! I sell them to lots of women in the market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : You sell them??? Dude, you sure have stamina! You have my full respect! I have to PAY women to buy my bananas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : Oh well, it's easy! All I need to do is work really hard and they just grow and grow and grow non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : WOW! I can only grow 3 times after it produces seeds! Then it just dies.. You NEED to teach me how you do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmer : Hey, I didn't know you own a farm! Where is it? I can give you the phone numbers of my seed supplier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoremonger : ...... (finally gets what the farmer's been talking about all along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this extremely Syok Sendiri post, but I'm really bored and I have this picture... I also know that this post is extremely stupid and really really lame... :( But I'm bored, so please forgive me! Btw, please don't call the number =.= this is a real ad from Penang..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8502249422567117660?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8502249422567117660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8502249422567117660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8502249422567117660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8502249422567117660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/mann-cream.html' title='The Mann Cream'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/Smg3hiu79kI/AAAAAAAAACY/Lnf9UloFPP4/s72-c/May-0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-9077936839885607473</id><published>2009-07-22T19:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:00:31.792+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my life my life my life!!</title><content type='html'>okay okay, i've chged my blog link but i've yet to update my blog.. i KNOW I KNOW!! yee leng and michelle(chong, the roommate) has been nagging me non stop to UPDATE UR BLOG LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle was so desperate for me to blog on my awesome life that she threatened not to talk to me until i updated my blog :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that she didn't manage to accomplish because she can't live without talking to The Awesome One HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall update a bit about what's been happening for the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;first : i'm back in college, which means i will have to slp beside michelle(Again) :X&lt;br /&gt;lemme see wat happens when i slp next to her...&lt;br /&gt;#1 :  i turn to lie on my right side and i see her face 5 inches from mine (and so i freak out and turn away)&lt;br /&gt;#2 : my hand or foot is always on her bed (or so she says)&lt;br /&gt;#3 : this is one of my favs :P she says i smacked her face with my huge pink taufu that i hug to slp (heehee! sounds awesome, no?)&lt;br /&gt;#4 : we take turns telling each other that our heads went over to each other's bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough abt the boring stuff... what's AWESOME is that we have a NEW roommate! yeah, sarah's gone.. kinda miss her although she was rly quiet.. but our new roomie is alright :P&lt;br /&gt;her name is sze jia, which is rly hard to pronounce if u wanna speak rly fast(something i always love doing) so we asked her if we can call her jia or something easier.. turns out she's an Audrey!! AWESOME!! anyway, audrey's rly rly neat! she kinda rearranged some stuff in the kitchen and she moved our shoerack to another area... O_O woots!&lt;br /&gt;but then again, she has a lot of time because her classes only starts next week... kinda KESIAN because thr's nothing to do at home but eating, slping(in the heat) and watching tv without astro.. i've experienced a day in the apartment and i hated it! i even watched popeye, some puppet show and some other show called... wonder rat or something like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway.. classes are AWESOME! i miss mr m and mr st TO THE MAX! but totally dont miss 'the other one' wheee! i'm so so so happy to be rid of 'the other one' :P&lt;br /&gt;currently, i have mr sean(who is rly nice, but kinda boring sometimes... maybe because he's shy?) mr michel(pronounced michelle.. and he looks like The Rock.. how wrong!) and mr joh- i mean misteRRRR ShurrssshhhkoVVVVVVVV( as he likes it, because it makes his name sounds more russian) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mr shushkov is awesome!, mr michel is rly rly energetic n dramatic.. sometimes it makes me wonder whr he gets all the energy from.. especially so early in the morning! i sometimes feel tired just watching him be energetic.. =.= mr sean's my first class at 8am everyday.. imagine how slpy i get! i mean... i really like him, he's nice.. but the class is rly quiet, so is he... so, as i only get a fwe hours of slp everyday, i get rly drowsy in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. thr's a shitty part to being in my 2nd semester of icpu.. LAN classes! it eats up my time! a total waste of 'sleeping in library' time if u ask me! the teacher's kinda okay, but seriously.. we've already done sejarah and kajian tempatan shit when we were in school! why make us do it again?! just because it's now in english, doesn't mean it 'has changed' and it's also hard for us to answer questions in english when, all our life we've been learning and answering the same things in MALAY! after 7 weeks, we will start moral studies... screw it! i'm only aiming for 50% here so that i can get my friggin' icpu scroll.. i dont care.. malaysian studies and moral studies can suck my legendary but imaginary Rising Dragon(credits to jay, sabahan) or at least, my Symbol of Strength(credits to Yee Leng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who do not get what Rising Dragon or Symbol of Strength is, please... ask me :P i will GLADLY tell u! hahahaahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. hmm.. this looks like a lot of text! but since this is going to be the post that will be up here for another few months before i update again, i shall ramble on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday i worked for estee lauder for their one day sale of the year, this is when they cut the prices of their products by more than 50% (no wonder la!)&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 4.45am that day to reach the hotel by 5.30.... when we reached the hotel, it was crowded with women just SITTING at the hallway of the entrance to the sale ballroom! i have pictures and a video.. will upload when i get home.. at 6, it was no longer a 'pool' of women, but a pool + a line down the stairs... after eating the free breakfast sponsored(about 6.30), the line from the staircase has then curved so much, it reached the dining area! (MADNESS!!!) i heard that thr were women lining up since 3am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i worked as assistant cashier.. my first customer spent 4k+ on make up! mostly origin stuff.. whatever that is~ i dont know shit abt make up ~_~&lt;br /&gt;my biggest customer was this old indian dude who bought many many thousands of ringgit worth of make up n perfume! i had to pack him 3 HUGE plastic bags stuffed! (each plastic bag is as big as the black rubbish bag, if u get wat i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i earned rm50.. i feel cheated! but its ok la! my first job LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week, i tried working to promote maxis broadband! i gave up after 2 hours and quit the job because it sucked =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of earning rm10 that day as i should've, i ended up spending rm90 on a portable speaker HAHAHAHAHAHAH!! michelle, manda, phoeb, camilla and yee leng all gave me the 'swt, u suck' face when i told them T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh.. now.. i've nothing to say! because that's all thats happening! i know!!!!!! MY LIFE IS BORING!!!! but what can i do?! i have to update my blog ALTHOUGH I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY because some PEOPLE(u know who u are) keep nagging me to update eet! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-9077936839885607473?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/9077936839885607473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=9077936839885607473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/9077936839885607473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/9077936839885607473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-my-life-my-life.html' title='my life my life my life!!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8607757627074186253</id><published>2009-06-01T02:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:48:34.702+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OkAY OKAY!! holiday's up, The Lazy One shall update her blog.. NAO!!</title><content type='html'>okokok!! i know i know, i didn't update my blog in a few months.. AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i have not died - yet. that is not why my blog is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy in college lately PLUS there's nth to blog about, unless u want me to blog on what i do everyday which is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear my alarm ring at 6. snooze. hear it ring at 6.05. snooze [u get the rythmn?] until 7.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, i wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i rush to class [and be late]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN after classes, i skulk around college area until i'm bored or sleepy, then i go back to the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring huh?! EXACTLY why i never blog about my daily life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY why my blog is DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really.. i'm just pure lazy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever's reading my blog now should know me well enough that i'm too lazy to update blogs regularly.. *tsk tsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been busy doing my final assignments and getting ready for final (as if!) to update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY!! u saw through me!! no, i didn't do my assignments till last minute, and no, i didn't spend my time getting ready for finals.. :( u guys know my rite? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying beforehand does not work for me! i'm a total last minute person T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i'm bloggin now anyway is because i'm procrastinating from reading up my accounts (which is tomorrow) and because of all the nagging i've been getting from LOADS of friends (u know who u are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KIMMMMM!! update ur blog LAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KIM! ur blog is DEAD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KIM!!!!!! update ur blog!! or i'll smash up ur computer!!" [now this got me nervous, but not very effective, since i'm only updating my blog a few weeks after this threat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. now for the update :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals. that's what! one more paper (accounts) tomorrow and IM FRWEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have a WHOLE month's holiday, dum bass :D YES!! doom BASS!! not a typo, babehh!! say it out loud!! doom basssssss!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, ur jealous rite? how many of u get a month's holiday anyway?! with no need to study for the upcoming semester, because ALL THE SUBJECTS ARE NEW!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! i love ICPU! :D not only are the teachers great, the subjects are fun(because i get to choose whatever i want) and the holidays!! AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else is going on.. HMMMM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, the gamer side of me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubber of the year for auditionSEA is merged with asiasoft game fest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that mean in english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... it MEANS! i'm joining in the competition!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i win at least 3rd place, i get to represent malaysia in korea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! free trip to korea?! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! i need to win it first! O:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i cant win? too bad then~ i'm just joining for fun anyway :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the emo-crazy-gamer type, so if i win it'll be cool to get to go to korea, if i lose? oh well. whatever ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is ONE LONG POST don't u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure ur getting bored :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why The Lazy One is gonna close up for tonight. Get Some Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's also because.. i HAVE to study for my accounts paper tomorrow (pfffffft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signs off - Kim, the Lazy yet Awesome One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8607757627074186253?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8607757627074186253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8607757627074186253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8607757627074186253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8607757627074186253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-okay-holidays-up-lazy-one-shall.html' title='OkAY OKAY!! holiday&apos;s up, The Lazy One shall update her blog.. NAO!!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-4936037689987102606</id><published>2009-03-21T16:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:59:24.771+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update that UnComafies The Kimmably Kimmish Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okok, i know i know.. my blog has been in coma state for more than 3 months.. I KNOW!! which is why i'm updating it now ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway my babehhs, gotta tell u about my holiday week here, back in kajang.. icpu's having a 1 week break now.. so today's my 2nd last day of break.. i cant WAIT to get back to college!! its dead boring over here in kajang.. let me see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmm.. i cant exactly remember wat day i did wat, but i know that i went to subang just to meet my audition frens.. then had lunch with them in subway, then one of them(howard) sent me to mid valley, whr i bought more clothes~ (homaigod, kim went shopping?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hmm.. and then the next day, my dad gave me an order.. "KIM!! i wan u to cook dinner. choose 2 days this week to cook dinner. a proper dinner that isnt instant food or da bao." so i chose thursday and sunday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm gonna make every1 proud of me!! on thursday, i cooked soup for the family!!! check it out BABES!!! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/ScSKAIMo2II/AAAAAAAAACM/q89HrSiCkLE/s1600-h/December-0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315525195009153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/ScSKAIMo2II/AAAAAAAAACM/q89HrSiCkLE/s320/December-0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VEGETABLE SOUP!!!!! WOOOOOOOO~~~~~~~ it looks AWESOME rite?! tasted good too!! wooohoo!!~~ kim cooked!! xD without burning it too!! (how do u burn soup? :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. hmm.. wat else? hmm.. lets see.. well.. nothing else? oh!!&lt;br /&gt;ytd night, i was SO freaking bored that i rearranged all my songs in my external drive, made ringtones, renamed my songs n movies and cleared all the nonsense songs in my ipod, downloaded mp4 movies and put them into my ipod(still downloading more right now) and.. IM BLOGGING!! see? now u know the REAL reason why i'm updating my blog rite? ;D *hur hurhur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm listening to my songs on itunes, syncing my ipod and... blogging.. and smsing my roommate(michelle) who really misses me because the room's so empty without my oh-so-awesome presence~ chewah, i'm so perasan.. but thats what happens when i live in the same room as the Queen of Perasan(michelle gave the title to herself, which pretty much tells us something, no? ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lemme switch the subject~&lt;br /&gt;i gotta update u guys abt my college life and the apartment rite?&lt;br /&gt;so far, we have a weekly date with cockroaches, every week, one comes out of hiding to meet us so that we can spray it to death ^^ sometimes its 2, depends on their mood~ if they feel sociable, they come out with their lover.. but most of the time, its just 1 per week :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my room? its not so bad after i checked out my frens' rooms at other places.. the only thing i don't like about the apartment is the lack of astro, wifi, a laptop of my own and the weak shower in the master room's toilet.. oh and.. the mess around the apartment is hugely contributed by MEH, the Awesome one. when u check out my room, u see 3 beds, one uber neat(sarah's), one covered by a blanket(michelle's) and one more with messed up bed sheets, a pink giant taufu, and a big ass fan aimed at it(thats mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the common room, we have a dining table whr we eat and study(because our individual study tables suck) which is covered with papers, pens, bags(all mine) and that itself takes up about a quarter of the table because.. because i rock :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the kitchen,  thr's a table whr we put our food supply, kettles n stuff on it.. hmm.. nth much there.. then thr's the washing machine outside which i do not use because i do not know how to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... ok enough abt the apartment, now lets go over to college life..&lt;br /&gt;i'm having LOTS of fun doing ICPU&lt;-- the most awesome course in college because sam and a lvls (quote) SUCKS (unquote) *hurhur* incase ur wondering who i'm quoting, i'm quoting myself!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english class : the teacher's ALRIGHT, but the class is AWESOME!! she's my mentor too!!&lt;br /&gt;econs class : most of them are 2nd doing their 2nd semester so we dont mix much, sucks for me eh? but then again, the teacher is AWESOME!! mr m is SO much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;accounts class : my FAVOURITE class!! the ppl in the class is fun (PLUS) the teacher's nice too!! i giv him sweets whenever i can because he's a sweet tooth :P and its funny how happy he gets when he gets sweets or chocs from us HAHA!! he sometimes offers me mentos chewing gum too!! *hurhurhur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? is that all the subjects i have?&lt;br /&gt;answer : YEAP!!&lt;br /&gt;thats because ICPU rawks!! wooooooo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my classes i usually hang around in the library or the web(kinda like the college's cyber cafe, minus the games) either doing my homework or watching my movies from my external/thumbdrive or playing facebook games (we're actually not allowed to play any games, but the guy at the counter allows certain ppl to play facebook games, dont ask me why xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay... i kinda babbled too much already rite? but then this is 3 months worth of stuff!! of course im gonna crap a lot!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ooh~ when i feel like blogging again, i'll try to upload some of my apartment's pictures into this post.. dont get ur hopes up!! i'm a lazy blogger, so the possibility of that happening is only 20% ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then, u'll see my next post.. in.. lets see... few months time? lmao.. nola.. probably whenever i have the mood to blog again... i duno when that'll be, but watch out for it!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signs off,&lt;br /&gt;-kim, the awesome one-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-4936037689987102606?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4936037689987102606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=4936037689987102606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4936037689987102606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/4936037689987102606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-that-uncomafies-kimmably-kimmish.html' title='The Update that UnComafies The Kimmably Kimmish Blog'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/ScSKAIMo2II/AAAAAAAAACM/q89HrSiCkLE/s72-c/December-0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-3409101310646858891</id><published>2009-01-03T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:45:58.521+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOMSDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>ok, first thing that happened today was that... i went to taylor's My Place apartments to take my keys, because the woman said today is the first day to take them.. i went ALL the way up to my sad little unit(top floor with NO elevator) and found out that one of the girls have been living there for 2 weeks already!! and the other 2 beds in the master bedroom was already BOOKED and i was left to the crappy one beside the window and opposite the toilet!! and its a single bed, which means i'm gonna fall off it when i'm asleep! oh wow, how fun -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but, the girl i met in the apartment today seemed nice, she looks cute :P she's from perlis and her name's ying shin? i think that's how u spell it.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's the first thing.. SECOND thing was during dinner, this was how the dialog went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : kim, you should start getting used to college life. i'm gonna lock the computer room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : if i give u a laptop, u're sure to abuse it then u're gonna neglect your studies&lt;br /&gt;Mom : YA! u duno how to control yourself! U ah, everytime also computer computer computer!&lt;br /&gt;Dad : yala, that's why cannot give her laptop!&lt;br /&gt;Bro : Not as if she has one now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : so kim, your allowance will be based on a day by day basis. so if you got holiday, no allowance.&lt;br /&gt;Sis : of course, like this only fair ma&lt;br /&gt;Bro : yalo yalo&lt;br /&gt;Sis : we last time also didn't get allowance for holidays, why should she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! i'm sure you guys can imagine just how pleasant dinner was huh, mind you, i was silent the entire time to avoid sounding like a spoilt brat. Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-3409101310646858891?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3409101310646858891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=3409101310646858891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3409101310646858891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3409101310646858891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/doomsday.html' title='DOOMSDAY!!!'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-59953557634462781</id><published>2009-01-02T00:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:49:12.673+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audition'/><title type='text'>what? a proposal? *sigh* i miss my tuna..</title><content type='html'>ok, this is going to be my FIRST post about Audition~~&lt;br /&gt;today, i was smsing Seedie babe(cassie) while reading her new blog! i foudn out that *cough* she wanted to couple my dear Zachary!! woots!&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo, i smsed her about it, and zac's EX gf(pik ching) gave her consent for me to couple cassie and so~~ we will couple soon and when we collect enough kisses, we will marry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAAHHA!! i plan on inviting pik ching, cel, kitey, and the rest seedie invite :P hohoho.. but, no way i'm inviting 2 certain ppl*cough* u know who la pik ching~ xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway~ change topic, remember i said we were gonna have a jamming session with eunice at phoebe's house the other day? it was CANCELLED!! which meant that the last time i saw eunice was at KFC!! awww man!! now my little pet tuna SWAM away from me and migrated to PERTH IN AUSTRALIA!! that's so melampau eunice! i know that i never gave u a big bowl to swim in... and perth has BEAUTIFUL rivers.. but.. that's so hurtful!! *wail* i miss u eunice!! and u owe me a singing session with the piano so that i can record u!! *sob* my little kelly clarkson personal radio is GONEEEEE!! my dear singing tuna.. please swim back to me T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-59953557634462781?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/59953557634462781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=59953557634462781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/59953557634462781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/59953557634462781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-proposal-sigh-i-miss-my-tuna.html' title='what? a proposal? *sigh* i miss my tuna..'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-1839506284028521089</id><published>2008-12-26T14:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:37:14.668+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappings'/><title type='text'>first post in.. AGES? it's boring, dont mind me.</title><content type='html'>okay, fine. i give in.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's been nagging me TO "GO N UPDATE UR BLOG LA KIM!!"&lt;br /&gt;so fine.. i'm updating it ok? but i already told u guys that i've nothing to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;so here goes :&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i woke up at 1pm, then i played audi, then audi went completely mad and ate up the free server, then after a few games, it ate up the entire server.&lt;br /&gt;its ok, then 10 minutes before server was back, my entire neighbourhood NO electricity!&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to get ready to go for my dad's fren's xmas party at his house..&lt;br /&gt;but before going to that uncle's house, i went to my grandma's house to sell my hamster cage with all the leftover food, wood shavings, bathing sand, bathing towels etc&lt;br /&gt;i sold everything for rm100!! woots~~ ruginya i~~&lt;br /&gt;lately thr's been parties and places to go to every week at least a few times.. its mad! but sososoSO much fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,  i was supposed to go to christina's house for her bday party.. but i cant gooo!! which is damn sad T_T instead, i'll be stuck with my uber mad mom, who's probably going through something hormonal that's driving her completely insane and extremely sensitive to things that are not being directed at her! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i'll be going to phoebe's house for a "jamming session" as eunice calls it! it will be the last time we'll be seeing eunice before she migrates to australia!! ahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;no more blur case, no more goddess singer, no more all round perfect EUNICEEEEEE!!! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-1839506284028521089?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1839506284028521089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=1839506284028521089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1839506284028521089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/1839506284028521089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-post-in-ages-its-boring-dont-mind.html' title='first post in.. AGES? it&apos;s boring, dont mind me.'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-2837542631586361906</id><published>2008-10-05T16:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:47:24.458+10:00</updated><title type='text'>song tag (tagged by yee leng)</title><content type='html'>The steps of this game is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i)Put ur iTunes , windows Media Player or handphone player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii)For each question,press the 'next' button for ur answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii)no cheating! i curse u stomach ache for the whole weekend den u noe...watever song is shown..put ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv)comment if u want to after the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game begins;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone asks,"is this ok?"&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Little Secret, The All American Rejects [omg =.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.How would u describe urself?&lt;br /&gt;Take Me Away, Lifehouse [haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Because You Live, Jesse McCartney [hurhurhur, the person asking me must think I have a crush on him/her]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How do u feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Why Do You Love Me?, Garbage [why is everything so emo and lovey-dovey? ~_~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is ur life purpose?&lt;br /&gt;My Wish, Rascal Flatts [nice! haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is ur life motto?&lt;br /&gt;Numb, Linkin Park [I live to be numb to everything, haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What do ur friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;My Immortal, Evanescence [ooh, thanks all my frens, I know I'm immortal =P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do u think of ur parents?&lt;br /&gt;A Moment Like This, Leona Lewis [uhhhhh... what?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Have A Little Faith In Me, Mandy Moore [I sound so.. not-confident, haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what is 2+ 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;American Idiot, Greenday [hahahahahahahaha!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What do u think of ur best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Forever Love, DBSK [ewww!!! nonononono!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What do you think of the person u like?&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, Muse [ahh, right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What is ur life?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Usher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;How To Save a Life, The Frays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;She Can't Get Enough, Big Bang [lmao]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, We're Going Down, Fall Out Boys [waseh.. curse my wedding?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just a Kid, Simple Plan [-_-  oh wow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby/ interest?&lt;br /&gt;Think About Me, Goo Goo Dolls [I'm so conceited, haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Save The Best For Last, Vanessa Williams [what? but i like this habit!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;The Hell Song, Sum 41 [-_- my biggest secret is not that I'm a free thinker but that I sing a song from Hell, written by the Devil himself! haha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Innocence, Avril Lavigne [NOOO?!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;Stronger, Kanye West [ahh, all right]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What song would u play during ur 1st time having sex?&lt;br /&gt;This Love, Angela Aki [HAHAHA!! RIGHT! a Blood+ Song?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Shall TAG :&lt;br /&gt;Nobody, because this is an annoying habit yee leng has ~_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-2837542631586361906?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2837542631586361906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=2837542631586361906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2837542631586361906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/2837542631586361906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-tag-tagged-by-yee-leng.html' title='song tag (tagged by yee leng)'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8682488031911917434</id><published>2008-09-13T19:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:48:25.984+10:00</updated><title type='text'>15 weird things about myself</title><content type='html'>okay, since i got tagged by yee leng and manda... *big sigh* i have to list out 15 things about myself (weird habits) for all to see.. (eventhough the pain from the injection yesterday is killing me, i have to make this sacrifice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i like to annoy my frens by knocking their heads or blowing into their ear! but i wont knock manda's head because it's really painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i freak out when i see people doing anything to their eyes (eg : eyedrops, contact lens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i like to pull my (Honey)dog's ears because she looks cute when she tries to turn around to get at my hand(but dont worry, it doesn't hurt her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i like to brush Honey and then keep her fur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i always take the piano seat's cover and wrap it around Honey's head and pretend she's&lt;br /&gt;wearing a tudung and take pictures and videos of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. although my room n table in the study room is very very messy, but i'm actually very meticulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i treasure my phone like it is a sacred item and it is my physical attachment. i never go anywhere without it! if i don't bring it everywhere with me, i feel NAKED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i think about sending my future kids to training centres to train them how to be silent(like where i sent Honey for training) then i'll have the perfect, obedient kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i like to think of what i'll name my kids when i have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i like to talk about how i'll get a surrogate mother to get pregnant with my kid because i dont want to cut my *ahem* 7 inches for labor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i'm one of the laziest people in school but once i like something or i find it interesting, i turn out to be one of the most dedicated people on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i use a toothbrush to wash my watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i eat when i'm bored (a habit i must stop because i'll end up an obese monster if i continue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i feel disgusted everytime i look at guys with hairy legs (Not the mild hairy but the AMAZON hairy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i prefer wholemeal bread to whitebread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! 15 things at LAST! now it's time to tag :&lt;br /&gt;kristin, chang, kim(not me, hognabba), renu, eunice tan, lilian, charlene, reen, abby and suk ann ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8682488031911917434?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8682488031911917434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8682488031911917434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8682488031911917434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8682488031911917434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/15-weird-things-about-myself.html' title='15 weird things about myself'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8730085833181005442</id><published>2008-07-28T16:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T16:12:04.905+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my cute little pet hamster, momo~ (aka lilian)</title><content type='html'>okay, this is gonna be a short post okay. just a video.&lt;br /&gt;this is a video for the rexona room make over advertisement!&lt;br /&gt;my little pet lilian is in it with her famous "oh. my. goshhhhh"&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PY_FMoYZaU&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna watch it on wednesday lilian~ ^^"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8730085833181005442?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8730085833181005442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8730085833181005442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8730085833181005442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8730085833181005442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-cute-little-pet-hamster-momo-aka.html' title='my cute little pet hamster, momo~ (aka lilian)'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-7590716862361774670</id><published>2008-07-24T19:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:05:28.966+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarcasm'/><title type='text'>Norlia, the good Mother of Convent Kajang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, let me introduce you all to the mother of my school, Norlia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a potrait of her :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SIhStQJOc_I/AAAAAAAAABo/7syZ0AfJBm8/s1600-h/norlia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226518304944714738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SIhStQJOc_I/AAAAAAAAABo/7syZ0AfJBm8/s320/norlia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes. She's beautiful isn't she? Sad to say, this picture is a little too pretty to be her.. but Norlia is old.. So we must spare her feelings and make her picture look nicer than she REALLY does.&lt;/span&gt; This is drawn by a group of artists.. Names will not be written for safety reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norlia is just dumb. She's probably bored, sitting in her nice big, air conditioned office.. Which is why she came up with dumb rules such as :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#1 : My dear girls, you must wear clogs in the toilet. It is SO dirty when you walk into the toilet with your shoes after PE session! All the mud! ahhhh!! so dirty! so, so, so dirty! it dirties the floor!! please, my dear children, please take off your shoes, let the toilet smell of socks in addition to the pee smell and wear the clogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is freaking disgusting because u do NOT know what the person before u did in the toilet. Maybe they dropped their blood soaked pad on it? Maybe their pee accidentally sprayed onto it? Maybe they dropped it into the jamban? Wow. That's so cool! I wanna put my feet into someone else's essence!! It gives me a really wonderful feeling! ... Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, thanks to our seniors last year, we got out of this predicament and we thought we can "live happily ever after"..... but then...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#2 : Dear children, you must cut ur fringe to the length above your eyebrows, and for those with short hair, please pin all your flyaway or spiky hair to your head. Oh! I forgot. Those with rihanna haircuts, please cut your hair straight =) Oh yes, yes... Dont worry, I didn't forget about YOU! Girls with layered hair.. please please PLEASE cut your hair again and make it a straight cut! Layers are just so... unTIDY! yeah! that's the word! =) ooh yes, yes... I saved the best for last! Although I wear a short tudung myself, but i FORBID any students to follow my example! You must all wear long long long long tudungs that must go over your bra strap at the back and cover your boob shape in the front! As for me, I can wear tudungs that expose my neck, but I can do whatever I want because I'm the Queen of this school!! MUAhahahahhahahaah!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAH! yeah, right! We did observe the way she pinned her tudung on the day of inspection. She wore an extra long tudung and pinned it to her clothes so as "to cover herself". That is so amazingly sweet of her! Awwwwww... I love her! Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#3 : Please duduk bersimpul in assembly. Sitting cross-legged is SO not feminine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aww.. I'm sorry I dissapointed you by sitting cross-legged! But I've been doing so for what? umm...12 years? It's hard to change a habit you know~ Especially for someone as "unfeminine" as me! Oh, wow. Thanks mother. I just noticed how unfeminine it is to sit cross-legged! I mean, really!! I do!! Look, when we sit cross-legged, our thighs are open, and when we duduk bersimpul, our legs are put together! Ohhhhh MOTHER! That's SO considerate of you! After all, looking feminine in an all girls school is so important for the school image, is it not? Nevermind that we are having leg cramps sitting that way on the floor while all the teachers are sitting on proper chairs! Looking feminine and proper is the way to go!! Thank you, good Mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#4: Oh, dears? Please bring a notebook when you attend the weekly assembly.. I like imagining that all of you will copy down everything that I say and hug the notebook filled with my speeches to sleep everynight. It makes me feel so.. HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, Mother. We will. Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#5 : When greeting a teacher, please do not call her "Teacher" of "Cikgu" please call them by their title and name! That's the PROPER way! After all, I want all my dear children in school to remember all the teachers' names whether they teach your classes or not.. That's how you express your love to teachers! By knowing their names and respecting them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ha. Ha. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, sure, Puan Norlia. I shall address all the teachers by greeting them "Cik blabla" and "Puan blabla" just because I love them. I pwomishh you wokay~ mwarrkss! I love you, teacher! oops.. I mean.. I love you, Puan Norlia! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#6 : Oh, and my dear children? I hope you understand that I am very bored in my nice big office.. All alone.. So I like to rearrange time tables, just for fun! I just hope you dont mind it too much! After all, if you think of it on the bright side, this will prepare you for work in the future when you have different shifts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, teacher. We won't mind. After all, this IS good for our future... We can't say 'no' to you, can we now, good Mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#7 : Oh, I'm sorry my little 5 Intan loves.. Although I allowed your seniors last year to do games, manicure and body art to raise funds last year, I cant possibly let YOU do it, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But teacher.. We already bought the nailpolish and pens for it because we got the green light from dear Puan Asmah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Oh, I'm sorry, dear.. but I think you should have come to me, not Puan Asmah. I'm afraid you'll just have to cover your cost by selling food.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh.. Mother! What about games? We're doing this game where you use chopsticks to pick out marbles from the..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;WHAT? Games?! No, no, no, my dear! Games are very noisy! Although I allow the prefects to have a haunted house where students will surely scream, but I can't allow you to have the game where students use chopsticks to pick out marbles from a basin of water! It's too NOISY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(After sending in a few angelic faced girls for a grovelling session with Norlia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Okay girls, I shall allow you to do manicure and hand art, alright? Make sure your hand art doesn't exceed the wrist, ok? *blows a kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;#8 : Oh, darlings~ I have this really amazing idea! I was surfing the internet justnow when I was bored in my office and I found out that class streaming is actually a thingamajig! I searched for it's definition and I really LOVED it! I shall apply it to our Form 5 science students at once! I'm so excited that I feel high! It feels as if I ate 5 doses of Ice! This is mind-bloggling! This shall not wait till next year! This is just too.. too.. what's that word? um.. too... too NICE! yeah! that's the word!! This is too NICE to wait!! Oh ,did I forget to mention? During one of those lonely office times, I was thinking of Geylang, so I decided to rename my 3 science classes from Intan(Diamond), Berliand(Diamond), and Zamrud(Emerald) to Terbilang, Gemilang and Cemerlang! Isn't this WONDERFUL?! I thought of these 3 rhyming names all by myself! You oughta be proud of me!! Oh, I know that the classes are all at different chapters in their 10 subjects, but I'm sure you can speed things up, no? I want all of you teachers to stay back after school hours to teach the students, even if only one student attends the extra class, I want you to TEACH! This shows commitment! Oh, what? Oh! no, no, no, no, no!! I'm not giving you extra pay! no! No over time pay! This is your responsibility! And since I'm the Queen of Convent Kajang, you must obey me! MUAhahahahahahahahaah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's just part of Her Royal Dumbness, Norlia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll write about her bullshittiness again another time. But I really gotta go now. Bye! -Kim-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-7590716862361774670?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7590716862361774670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=7590716862361774670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7590716862361774670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7590716862361774670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/07/norlia-good-mother-of-convent-kajang.html' title='Norlia, the good Mother of Convent Kajang'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/SIhStQJOc_I/AAAAAAAAABo/7syZ0AfJBm8/s72-c/norlia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-7319464683897318809</id><published>2008-05-24T02:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:24:05.230+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappings'/><title type='text'>The List Of My Beloved Pets ^^"</title><content type='html'>okay, i know that u all must be thinking "what the hell does she mean her pet?!" but okay, i'll explain. ^^&lt;br /&gt;me being me, is of course, weird, full of crap and damn ass "funny" as u put it. but i did this because i'm bored and anyway, u all agreed to be my pets anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'll start off by introducing myself as &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mastahh Kim&lt;/span&gt;, the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for now, i'll introduce u to my top 10 favourite pets, the Espada.&lt;br /&gt;#1 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Charlene&lt;/span&gt; - a monster, named Garlene.&lt;br /&gt;#2 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt; - a koala, named Honey.&lt;br /&gt;#3 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yee Leng&lt;/span&gt; - a butterfly(she started off as a worm called Ulat Bulu, which morphed into a cocoon named Cirit and finally she is now a butterfly), named Candy.&lt;br /&gt;#4 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Phoebe&lt;/span&gt; - a spaniel, named Baby.&lt;br /&gt;#5 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Esther&lt;/span&gt; - a Manx cat, named Girl-Girl.&lt;br /&gt;#6 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lis&lt;/span&gt; - a stoysterfish(in case u dont know, this is a cross breed between a starfish and an oyster), named Awwww~&lt;br /&gt;#7 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; - a laughing hyena, named Giggles.&lt;br /&gt;#8 : Lilian - a hamster who stole my birthday, named Momo.&lt;br /&gt;#9 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; - a tuna(she insisted on being an animal bigger than a monkey ^^), named Armai.&lt;br /&gt;#10 : &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ferlynne&lt;/span&gt; - a crab, named Goldilocks(because she sat on a chair that broke, just like what Goldilocks did to Baby Bear's chair xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my 10 espadas, they are allowed to bully the other pets with no ranking and those who have lower ranking than them. Which means the weakest Espada would be Girl-Girl and the strongest would be Garlene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list of pets without ranking :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Afnatul&lt;/span&gt; - a penguin, named Sahara. (opposites are perfect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Allecia&lt;/span&gt; - a pig, named Biba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/span&gt; - an eel, named Unagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Arul&lt;/span&gt; - a dragon, named Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guga&lt;/span&gt; - a shark, named Yuuuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hazel &lt;/span&gt;- a dinosaur, named Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; - a seahorse, named Ocean Beauty. (he's a seahorse because he's the only guy pet i have.. and i wan all my pets to be able to bear children! and the seahorse is the only male animal that carries the babies, so u know ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt; - a chameleon, named Rambo. (the total opposite of Joan, who is skinny like a stick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kristin&lt;/span&gt; - a guinea pig, named Bee Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Li Ying&lt;/span&gt; - a polar bear, named Chau Yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lu Ting&lt;/span&gt; - a kangaroo, named Leng Lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt; - a rabbit, named Supercallyfragilisticexpealidocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; - a sheep, named Teletubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Naim&lt;/span&gt; - a turtle, named Kecik. (because she's so petite :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; - a frog, named Sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nirai&lt;/span&gt; - a unicorn, named Hang Gempak. (because she insisted that she must have a very "gempak" name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt; - a jellyfish, named Pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Qian Peng&lt;/span&gt; - a phoenix, named Api. (way to put off the coolness in a phoenix, huh XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Renu&lt;/span&gt; - a squirrel, named Squeaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shazlida&lt;/span&gt; - a lizard, named Idarrrrrrrrrrrrrr~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shobana&lt;/span&gt; - a mosquito, named Aedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shyuan Mey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; - an aligator, named Buaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sue Reen&lt;/span&gt; - a tortoise, named Sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tien Pao&lt;/span&gt; - a dolphin, named Ning-kuPao. (ROFLMAO, i LOVE her name!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Veronica&lt;/span&gt; - a camel, named Humps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wendy &lt;/span&gt;- a squid, named Squindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wan Yung&lt;/span&gt; - a whale, named Paus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yashini&lt;/span&gt; - a panda, named Dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww crap! I ran out of pets :( I want more more more!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;here's the list of pet animals i want! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tarantula&lt;br /&gt;peacock&lt;br /&gt;anaconda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chipmunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;horse&lt;br /&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will anyone else volunteer? ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-7319464683897318809?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7319464683897318809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=7319464683897318809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7319464683897318809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/7319464683897318809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/05/list-of-my-beloved-pets.html' title='The List Of My Beloved Pets ^^&quot;'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-6769657107799990677</id><published>2008-05-21T21:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:24:50.684+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarcasm'/><title type='text'>Pizza Hut : Total waste of money and energy(from getting iritated)</title><content type='html'>Ok, I wanted to post about this shitness yesterday, but I didn't have time to online, unlike now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I went to Pizza Hut with a few friends; Lilian, Li Ying and Yee Leng, to celebrate the end of mid term exams...&lt;br /&gt;I ate 2 teeny- tiny bread sticks, 2 glasses of Coke, a bowl of soup and I had to pay 11 bucks. Whee. I rock.&lt;br /&gt;Want to know why I got ripped off by a fast food outlet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from the orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered that damn sensasi delight thing which was suppose to be 7 bucks.. but if u add govt. tax and service tax, it becomes 9 bucks. but what the hell, whatever. I usually dont go all "eww, there goes 50 cents! nooo~ my money~~" but hey, I'm broke, alright? Ok, I ordered their new sensasi delight meal with their new spagetti.. That crap ass spagetti tasted like shit, so I didn't finish it. That was how I only ate the stuff I wrote above there and NO spagetti. I felt like puking! Literally! It tasted like rojak sauce with spagetti noodles rolled in it! And its "meatball" were more like meat&lt;em&gt;scraps&lt;/em&gt; than meat&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;balls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ok, so I sound very wrong right, but dude, seriously, that's totally cheating! Lilian specifically asked "This spagetti has meat&lt;em&gt;balls&lt;/em&gt; right?" The waitress says "Yes." Like, hello. Please learn some English and know how to differentiate between meat&lt;em&gt;balls&lt;/em&gt; and meat&lt;em&gt;scraps&lt;/em&gt;! Meatballs are round shaped balls of meat! Not some puny pieces of leftover meat you find lying around at the floor of the market near the chicken stand! Dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes later, both our "spagetti" noodles arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tasted it and looked at each other... EEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Lilian was hungry, she ate everything ang I left my own plate of "spagetti" untouched...&lt;br /&gt;Lilian was saying that the meatballs tasted okay, I just had to correct her! "Hello, it's meatscraps, not meatballs." And for me, the meatscraps tasted just as bad as the noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That covers 9 bucks of my money right, what about the other 2 bucks? Didn't I say I paid 11 bucks? Well, yeah. The other 2 bucks were for new glass of Coke. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I'm so not going back to Pizza Hut for sensasi delights. Ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-6769657107799990677?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6769657107799990677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=6769657107799990677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6769657107799990677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/6769657107799990677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/05/pizza-hut-total-waste-of-money-and.html' title='Pizza Hut : Total waste of money and energy(from getting iritated)'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-5336945679812914224</id><published>2008-05-21T20:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:53:52.622+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappings'/><title type='text'>Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie : Dead.</title><content type='html'>I would like every one of my friends and unknowns who read my blog to please... PLEASE mourn the death of both Brad Pitt AND Angelina Jolie... my 2 baby goldfish..&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt died first, but I didn't blog about their deaths until now because I couldn't online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brad Pitt :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad to say that Brad Pitt died on the first day i brought him home. He was found floating at the bottom of the glass bottle I put him in with Angelina Jolie.&lt;br /&gt;I made Brad Pitt a coffin made out of manila card and coloured paper... and tissue. The coffin is no bigger than the half my little finger, but it was a big space for my little Brad.. After making it, I invited a few of my friends to attend the funeral the next day by text message, then I put Brad Pitt in his coffin and kept him in the refridgerator.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, a whole bunch of us went around school looking for the perfect spot to bury Brad Pitt. Damn a lot of people kept asking me to open the coffin so that they can have a last look at Brad before we buried him.. I made him a black cross using paper, cellophane tape and black ribbon.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I gave a speech and we buried Brad Pitt behind the science labs.. Then we scattered flowers around his grave and we had to go back to class.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angelina Jolie :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie died 5 weeks after Brad Pitt. Unfortunately, she died on a Saturday.. So instead of giving her a proper funeral like Brad Pitt, I had to flush her down the toilet! I'm so sorry Angelina!! But I had no choice... I couldn't leave Angelina floating in that dirty water for 2 days!! That's disgusting! I shall tell u how Angelina Jolie died.. She's a very strong baby goldfish! I forgot to feed her for 3 days and I left the food float around her for days.. When I remembered I didn't feed her, I showered a huge bunch of food into the water... Two days after that, I remembered about Angelina and went to check on her.. She was still alive, swimming near the surface of the bottle. That seemed normal enough, so I left my room.&lt;br /&gt;That night, I went to check on Angelina Jolie again.. She was dead. Same position as Brad Pitt, she was floating around at the bottom of the bottle. Dead. But more pitiful because Angelina died in dirty, food-infested waters, while Brad Pitt died in clean water.&lt;br /&gt;I was sad for awhile, but I got over it in a few minutes and I flushed Angelina Jolie down the toilet bowl. I'm so sorry Angelina! I promised to bury you beside Brad Pitt, but I couldn't leave you in the dirty water for 2 days until Monday just to bury you.. It was too disgusting to think of, so I had no choice but to flush you!&lt;br /&gt;May you rest in peace, I will place the copper wire cross I made for you beside Brad Pitt's grave so that Brad will feed you beside him ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please rest both their fishy souls. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding? I'm no christian! I'm a damn ass free thinker! *evil laughs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-5336945679812914224?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5336945679812914224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=5336945679812914224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5336945679812914224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/5336945679812914224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/05/brad-pitt-and-angelina-jolie-dead.html' title='Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie : Dead.'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-8100987134213112453</id><published>2008-03-05T20:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:55:08.836+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Compare Fab-Curry Maggie Ala-Kimmeh With The Egg Steak :</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Compare this &lt;strong&gt;Fab-Curry Maggie Ala-Kimmeh&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;strong&gt;Egg Steak&lt;/strong&gt; from the previous post... doesn't this curry maggie look... utterly &lt;em&gt;delicious&lt;/em&gt;?! Totally &lt;strong&gt;EATABLE&lt;/strong&gt;?! C'mon!! Don't lie to urself!! It looks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R85xYaME7AI/AAAAAAAAABA/jazkV1ui6uA/s1600-h/P-0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174197686056053762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R85xYaME7AI/AAAAAAAAABA/jazkV1ui6uA/s320/P-0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cooking Maggie(especially curry flavour) is one of my specialties!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here are the 6 easy steps to make &lt;strong&gt;Fab-Curry Maggie Ala-Kimmeh&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #1 : Boil water(a little amount, just enough to cover the noodles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #2 : Put in the powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #3 : Put the noodles, vege and minced meat into the pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #4 : Wait for it to cook ^_^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #5 : Pour the noodles into the bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Step #6 : Crack an egg into the bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In just 6 easy steps, Voila!!~ delicious Fab-Curry Maggie Ala-Kimmeh!!! The egg must be stirred in the curry before eating though, else it'll be gross and raw(ew!).. When u stir it in the bowl, the curry turns thick n creamy~~ mmmm~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is one of my recipies to the few things I know how to cook(besides Campbell Soup, Scrambled Egg, Maggie&lt;em&gt; Goreng&lt;/em&gt; and Scrambled Eggs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-8100987134213112453?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8100987134213112453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=8100987134213112453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8100987134213112453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/8100987134213112453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/03/compare-fab-curry-maggie-ala-kimmeh.html' title='Compare Fab-Curry Maggie Ala-Kimmeh With The Egg Steak :'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R85xYaME7AI/AAAAAAAAABA/jazkV1ui6uA/s72-c/P-0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5925513428169032968.post-3100728707320196035</id><published>2008-03-01T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:56:10.961+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Egg Steak Ala-KimmeH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I tried frying eggs today because i was hungry.. here are some pictures of my attempts on frying them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attempt No. 1 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R8lYTCT2onI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bg775Mu7ByA/s1600-h/P-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172762731072627314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R8lYTCT2onI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bg775Mu7ByA/s320/P-0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Attempt No. 2 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R8lYTST2ooI/AAAAAAAAAAo/F11BA_MTWQ0/s1600-h/P-0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172762735367594626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R8lYTST2ooI/AAAAAAAAAAo/F11BA_MTWQ0/s320/P-0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well isn't this cool?!~ both attempts of frying eggs seem to have failed badly! while i was frying them, my sister said she could smell them burning from upstairs.. and the kitchen was smoky from the pan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reactions from people who saw the eggs :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sister : Whoa, now &lt;strong&gt;thats &lt;/strong&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Brother : Ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Father : Oh my god, you are terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mother : ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cousin : Is that an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oyster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aunt : What's that? (this question was repeated several times)&lt;br /&gt;Father(answering my aunt) : Thats steak! HAHAHAHAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Brother's girlfriend : What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well.. it just seems that i dont have the talent for cooking, eh? I did try my best at frying them though.. Too bad they turned out like that.. I did try eating them... They tasted like crap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't tell my father that though.. =X Anyway I had an argument with my dad that went something like this : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Father : You are terrible!! U dont even know how to fry an egg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me : But I know how to cook maggie goreng, maggie sup, boil egg, scramble egg and campbell soup!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Father : So? I bet u dont even know how to boil water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me : I DO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Father : Oh, really? How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me : Uhh... U put water into the &lt;em&gt;periuk,&lt;/em&gt; put it on the stove and on the fire! Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Father : Ok, that's correct enough~ But do u know how to cook rice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me : Umm.. like.. DUH? U just wash the rice, put some water in and press the 'cook' button!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Father : Oh my god.. Then what happens when u go camping and there's no 'cook' button to press?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me : Uhh..... No idea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Conclusion : I do not know how to cook, satisfied? There it is.. Kim doesn't know how to cook! So how about it? At least i TRIED to fry the eggs! Why make such a big fuss about it?! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5925513428169032968-3100728707320196035?l=kimroxsocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3100728707320196035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5925513428169032968&amp;postID=3100728707320196035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3100728707320196035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5925513428169032968/posts/default/3100728707320196035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimroxsocks.blogspot.com/2008/03/egg-steak-ala-kimmeh.html' title='Egg Steak Ala-KimmeH'/><author><name>Kimmeh the Awesome</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04415406283512547581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/S6sxTFooDHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7v_d5IimwpA/S220/175020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKudbwgyDg4/R8lYTCT2onI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bg775Mu7ByA/s72-c/P-0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
