<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562</id><updated>2009-12-28T18:54:08.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GROWING UP FULL OF DREAMS</title><subtitle type='html'>Looking for ways to be an active force in my own live. Taking charge of my own destiny, designing a life of substance and truly begin to live my dreams.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-977430450017243580</id><published>2009-09-11T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:34:04.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FRIENDSHIP IS A PLANT OF SLOW GROWTH AND MUST UNDERGO AND WITHSTAND THE SHOCKS OF ADVERSITY BEFORE IT IS ENTITLED TO THE APPELLATION."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;~George Washington (First President of USA)~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-977430450017243580?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/977430450017243580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=977430450017243580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/977430450017243580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/977430450017243580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/friendship-is-plant-of-slow-growth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-7121219718964884667</id><published>2009-09-10T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:31:55.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"BE BRAVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TAKE RISKS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NOTHING CAN SUBSTITUTE EXPERIENCE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-7121219718964884667?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/7121219718964884667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=7121219718964884667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7121219718964884667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7121219718964884667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-brave.html' title=''/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-3317526102493364202</id><published>2009-09-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T06:11:08.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Triple 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09/09/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favaurite single digit number. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was I suppose to do on this day? Hmm...it did not happen actually. I dare not take chances with my life. Its too risky, in case stuff don't get along well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did instead was, went on a road trip to Semenyih. Lol. Saw loads of palm trees. Very mesmerizing indeed. Of course I'm joking. Well, the area is VERY deserted. Why am I spending my time at a deserted area? Haha. I was just accompanying a friend. It was fun though, not boring, so I'm happy. Saw a signboard which says "RENT/SALE" on a tree. It's so funny the fact that somebody is renting a tree or rather selling it. *randomness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just typing, like I'm talking to myself. So, if you don't get it, don't bother. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all I wanted to say on this post is, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I've fallen for you, but I think I'm just not ready because you have not given me assurance. So sorry, its not happening." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'm happy I finally said it. Hope you understand the situation. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and bye-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~There is a magnet in your heart that will attract true friends. That magnet is unselfishness, thinking of others first. When you learn to live for others, they will live for you.~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to true friends. you know who you are. if im living my life for you, then yes, I consider you as true friends. Cheers mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-3317526102493364202?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3317526102493364202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=3317526102493364202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3317526102493364202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3317526102493364202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/triple-9.html' title='Triple 9'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-7458880109083587327</id><published>2009-09-08T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:46:25.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Frust!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate helping people, when you end up getting scolded by them. Not exactly scolded, but they sound uninterested and pissed. Like what the hell is their problem. So frustrating. And I call them friends. Hmm.. Should be temporary friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~its really getting on my nerves~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-7458880109083587327?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/7458880109083587327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=7458880109083587327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7458880109083587327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7458880109083587327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/frust.html' title='Frust!!!!'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6139418837014333912</id><published>2009-09-07T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:50:38.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Growing Up.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....full of dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many dreams in life. I wish I could be more decisive and choose &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;path, and create more dreams and opportunities from that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I have made so many&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;crossroads, forkroads, junctions, dead-end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, whatever roads u can think of, is exactly what my life is like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : I can't see to decide what do I really want to do. The more courses I look at, the more it interest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forkroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Once there is an opportunity, I failed to seize the moment. Such a failure I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Junctions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : This is pathetic. It comes to decision all over again. Instead of moving forward in making the choice, I turn back, like a car reversing...too fast...and then thrown off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dead-end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : This is the most horrible one. Oh, america....I made you my dead-end. Regret? Nah, I cannot. Its dead-end already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else roads are there? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Winding road? Slippery road? Muddy road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Potholes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;along the way...sigh! When will I get to walk this life on a straight road where the light is? Where I know my journey and ending? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of growing up full of dreams. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The consequences I'm facing is so unbearable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-6139418837014333912?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6139418837014333912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6139418837014333912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6139418837014333912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6139418837014333912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up.....'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-3195469974786056532</id><published>2009-09-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:56:27.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Lost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK I'M SUFFERING FROM INTERNAL DEPRESSION. I'M LOSING FOCUS ON EVERYTHING I DO LATELY. BUT I KNOW THERE IS STILL HOPE. THE LORD WILL PUT ME BACK ON TRACK. I HAVE FAITH IN THAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the heart hurts badly*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the soul lose contact with the body*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lost?* indeed i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By next week, I hope I can say : "I was lost but now I am found"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The author feels emo as she cannot cope with challenges she's facing this time round in her life.&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/1004686183511960562-3195469974786056532?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3195469974786056532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=3195469974786056532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3195469974786056532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3195469974786056532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost.html' title='Lost?'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-8635176152129014313</id><published>2009-09-06T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:55:17.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>Regret making so many wrong choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I need your help. I know you have always been there for me, but I was too ignorant and think I can handle things on my own. Show me the light, oh Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~My God is mighty to save~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-8635176152129014313?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8635176152129014313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=8635176152129014313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/8635176152129014313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/8635176152129014313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6957275535720630338</id><published>2009-09-04T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:29:16.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I NEED INSPIRATION NOT ANOTHER NEGOTIATION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-6957275535720630338?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6957275535720630338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6957275535720630338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6957275535720630338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6957275535720630338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-inspiration-not-another.html' title=''/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-1613357156675555341</id><published>2009-09-03T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:08:46.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cravings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I'M REFRAINING FROM CHOCOLATES AND ICE-CREAMS FOR 40 DAYS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-1613357156675555341?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/1613357156675555341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=1613357156675555341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/1613357156675555341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/1613357156675555341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-refraining-from-chocolates-and-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-3624049750605280321</id><published>2009-09-02T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:58:35.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Should I just end it here?</title><content type='html'>I wish I was born a ''special child'', so I will be exceptionally exempted from this individualistic world. I would have a tiny world of my own where worries and anxieties are all beyond boundaries. These are all only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WISHES THAT WILL NEVER COME TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lost for words*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't cope with pressure. Parents seems to want the best in their children. Even as a kid, I was exposed with presure, in sports and in studies. Of course the type of pressure then was very low. But, as they see we can cope, they increase their expectations, and the pressure level increases. I think the pressure exerted on me can cause deformation to all parts of my body. Grr. Yes, I believe to excel in something, there must be an exerting force but must it be so high till it can cause damage? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst phrase of this week, 'as long as you're staying under our supervision, everything we say you do it and listen.' AWESOME PHRASE. I hope one day they would say&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;' I want you to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jump off a cliff.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I would be delighted to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the freedom? Look, even parents has this concept that :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;EDUCATION + MONEY + WORK = A COMPLETE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its old-school man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the university I got has world ranking and is recognized world-wide, why in the world do you want me to go to some top in the world university. I know my limits. You know my limits, but just would not want to accept or I don't get your reason. Its much easier last time. Now the world is revolving, everything changes. No use comparing your good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you spend extra money if I can't cope in some top uni to repeat a semester? I know you woudn't mind, as you will say its for my future. But, I really do not want to waste such money for qualifications that I know is pushing my limits, though you have the money. Money is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;everything. Losing my pride re-doing a whole year again is more costly than your money. I don't want to have this concept that money can buy me ANYTHING. It is rubbish. I may not be the smartest of peoples, sorry to dissapoint you, but I promise and know that I will make it well in my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is just essential to get you through life. We must not let money live in us and monopolized our inner self. People often can't control themselves, leading to money controlling them, which is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;For example, I had this friend when I was 10. We were swimming partners under the same coach. Sooner than we realised, we bacame rivals, as we grew older. Her parents opted her to train under a more expensive training centre, as they thought that would make her improve a lot better. I remained. I mean I don't see the use of changing as both training centres has the same facilities. So did her parents money pay off? Guess not. I had better timings than her and we were no longer neck to neck. Therefore, I believe, sometimes money does not pay. Its when you're happy doing what you want best in the place you enjoy most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*such a stressful life*&lt;br /&gt;*should i just end it here?* sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-3624049750605280321?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3624049750605280321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=3624049750605280321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3624049750605280321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3624049750605280321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/09/should-i-just-end-it-here.html' title='Should I just end it here?'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6513224496754657401</id><published>2009-09-01T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:59:34.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>More To Life</title><content type='html'>Its a wet September to begin with. Perfect time to sleep, but I'm stuck at this beautiful office place...working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think September this year means 'Decision making' for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I have to decide whether I want to go abroad or do a twinning course here. If I do a twinning course, I HAVE to start this month. I'm always a last minute decider, which dangers my future.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I feel like I have some adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about life instead. (see here, I'm just typing like I'm talking to myself, so bare with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do most people want in their life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A simple answer : Most people want to have a good education, then later secure a good job that pays handsomely, then have a family, then work work work till they are old, then enjoy life going on holidays and stuff like that, and finally, DIE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are you one of the MOST PEOPLE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, this is the life journey I've imagined and was working towards it. Now, my conception about life changed. I want to be different from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is more than just education, work and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am not saying these 3 things are not important, but we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DON'T NEED TO MAKE IT SEEM THAT THIS 3 THINGS IS LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you did not do well in education, does not means you are an outcast. If you don't get a job with big companies that pay big fat cheques, it does not means that you're a failure. Lastly, MONEY IS NOT EVERYTHING. After all, we cannot bring these 3 things with us when our life ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's now imagine why God created us? Did He put us all here on the place called Earth to see how we all compete against each other in EDUCATION, WORK AND MONEY? Did He want to see who is the smartest among His creation? Definitely NOT. Because in the Bible, it says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;created each and everyone of us uniquely and different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm challenging myself and also others who agree with this, to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;DARE TO BE DIFFERENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Your life is what you're making of it. To change your life, you need to change your priorities.~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-6513224496754657401?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6513224496754657401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6513224496754657401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6513224496754657401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6513224496754657401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-to-life.html' title='More To Life'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-305765116126857321</id><published>2009-09-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:59:49.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>Love or Like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;In front of the person you love, your heart beats faster.&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;, you get happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring.&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person you like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;, winter is just a beautiful winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look into the eyes of the one you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;, you blush.&lt;br /&gt;But if you look into the eyes of the one you like, you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In front of the person you love, you can' t say everything on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person you like, you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the person you love, you tend to get shy.&lt;br /&gt;But in front of the person you like, you can show your ownself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;You can't look straight into the eyes of the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the one you love is crying, you cry with them.&lt;br /&gt;But when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The feeling of love starts from the eye.&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of like starts from the ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So if you stop liking a person you used to like, all you need to do is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;cover your ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if you try to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~In my wildest dreams, you always play the hero. In my darkest hour of night, you rescue me, you save my life~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-305765116126857321?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/305765116126857321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=305765116126857321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/305765116126857321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/305765116126857321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-or-like.html' title='Love or Like?'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-3568078999751785306</id><published>2009-08-28T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:24:19.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Warfare</title><content type='html'>I dislike gloomy days. It causes a huge fluctuation in my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of spiritual warfare? Frankly, I did not believe in such things until I experienced it myself. Today, I felt a really strong force attacking me from inside. Difficult to explain, because I can't even see it myself. Its usually hard to explain something abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "warfare" started this morning when I went to the temple to pay respect to my late grandma - which is one year after her passing. I did not mean to say that when you go to temples you will encounter spiritual warfare. My point is, in this world there are evil spirits or best known as devils that will separate us from God. This is because the devil is full of jealousy, that we acknowledge God as King, and not the devil. So, they attack. It can happen anywhere and anytime to anybody who's faith ain't strong to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a bit of research after this experience, and found out that spiritual warfare is the concept that demons or fallen spirits attempt to thwart goodness and the will of God. Practically, this warfare attacks on a person's thoughts, relationships, or life with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to continue to strenghten my faith in God. I've been attacked! I will not be shaken again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-3568078999751785306?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3568078999751785306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=3568078999751785306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3568078999751785306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3568078999751785306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/spiritual-warfare.html' title='Spiritual Warfare'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-4672729684205204969</id><published>2009-08-27T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:18:29.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momories and love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>LOVE FATE DESTINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There are things I'd like to say to you my love on your special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am forever thankful God sent you my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like a gift from up above,&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how it is to feel real love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know many mountains we have and will climb,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it takes forever,&lt;br /&gt;Has seemed like a very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, we have endured our share of pain,&lt;br /&gt;But together we have so much to gain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bigger mountains may lie ahead,&lt;br /&gt;But together there is no hill we cannot tread.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So always remember my love for you,&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing together we cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here forever - my love is true.&lt;br /&gt;The person beside me, that would be you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY N-I-N-E-T-E-E-N BIRTHDAY, &lt;strike&gt;BABY BOY&lt;/strike&gt;,MELVIN YEOW =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCH LOVE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-4672729684205204969?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/4672729684205204969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=4672729684205204969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4672729684205204969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4672729684205204969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-fate-destiny.html' title='LOVE FATE DESTINY'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6923083559745762445</id><published>2009-08-26T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:51:17.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>Embracing Imperfection</title><content type='html'>This is a beautiful story to ponder upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone in this world learn to accept others’ mistakes and forgive each other, life will move smoothly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and an extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said: 'Baby, I love burned toast.' Later that night, I went to kiss daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, 'Debbie, your mummy put in a hard day at work today and she is real tired. And besides, a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm not the best housekeeper or cook. What I've learned over the years is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;learning to accept each other's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;faults&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; choosing to celebrate each other's differences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship. And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where burnt toast isn't a deal-breaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could extend this to any relationship in fact, as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship. Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket but into your own. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;See through God's eyes and feel through God's heart and you will appreciate the value of every soul including yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-6923083559745762445?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6923083559745762445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6923083559745762445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6923083559745762445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6923083559745762445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/embracing-imperfection.html' title='Embracing Imperfection'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-3509766383110134832</id><published>2009-08-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:10:39.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Hanging on</title><content type='html'>June 18 marked the end of A-Levels, which also means closing the chapter of my college life. The transition from high school to university is now over. So much has happened during the one and a half years at HELP - adapting myself to a very stressful and hectic environment, meeting new people I proudly call as friends and lastly, meeting someone that made a great impact in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has happened since that date. And now, I'm sort of reviving this blog. No, I was not dead for 2 months. I was just simply esctatic with life. Living life the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that uni will be another awesome place to be. Right now, dunno whether its going to be the States, UK, or Australia...hmm...its time to be independent....just hope a few buddies will be in the same place...and then happy life is here. Its cool just imagining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got to work now, doing crappy itenaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-3509766383110134832?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/3509766383110134832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=3509766383110134832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3509766383110134832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/3509766383110134832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanging-on.html' title='Hanging on'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-4786046648046544158</id><published>2009-06-04T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:19:37.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A-levels Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAM STRESS IS KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;(and pathetic isn't it, that I want to study medicine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, 18TH OF JUNE, CAN'T YOU COME ANY FASTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SMELL FREEDOM FROM AFAR.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this blog is officially dead. i shall promise not to come here till my exams are over. Suffer now, than regret later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing for war, people. And, I will win the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya, soon.&lt;br /&gt;In less than 2 weeks, i'll be back babbling bout' my life again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;WITH LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;KIMMYKINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-4786046648046544158?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/4786046648046544158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=4786046648046544158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4786046648046544158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4786046648046544158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/06/levels-fever.html' title='A-levels Fever'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-8634557361323932103</id><published>2009-05-15T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:00:25.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>The Transition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm having all sorts of dilemma these days.&lt;br /&gt;I do not even understand myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I lose my temper so easily.&lt;br /&gt;I sigh too much.&lt;br /&gt;I become so negative.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that my friends are against me for all sorts of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I actually do not know what is wrong with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need to stop quarreling. The need to stop being emotional. The need to get a grip of my self actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change I will make. This I promise. A new, transformed, and upgraded me. Anything is possible by the grace of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Omega Night at church. Sadly, I cannot participate due to A-Levels exams! Sigh! What a way to end YouthAlpha...Oh a-levels, why oh why do you have to 'book' me this entire month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will bless the organizers and give them guidance and wisdom to make a night a success for the one and only living God! I believe every tongue shall confess that Christ Jesus is the King of all Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; LORD reigneth; let the earth                                                rejoice; let the multitude of                                                isles be glad thereof.                                               Clouds and darkness are round                                                about him: righteousness and                                                judgment are the habitation of his                                                throne. A fire goeth before him, and                                                burneth up his enemies round                                                about. His lightnings enlightened the                                                world: the earth saw, and                                                trembled.                                               The hills melted like wax at the                                                presence of the LORD, at the                                                presence of the Lord of the whole                                                earth. The heavens declare his                                                righteousness, and all the people see his glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 97:1-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be part of Omega Night, but I really can't due to so many many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys&amp;amp;girls of SAY ALIVE YOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-8634557361323932103?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/8634557361323932103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=8634557361323932103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/8634557361323932103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/8634557361323932103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/transition.html' title='The Transition'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6665897041078029925</id><published>2009-05-15T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:08:11.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music and lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>I'm not a fan of Miley Cyrus at all, but I got to admit that I like this particular song of hers. It is so meaningful and explains exactly what my life is like all this while and I'm still going through the same crap everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to the songwritter of The Climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can almost see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; There's a voice inside my head sayin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; You'll never reach it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Every step I'm taking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Every move I make feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Lost with no direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; My faith is shaking but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Got to keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Got to keep my head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Sometimes you going to have to lose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The struggles I'm facing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; The chances I'm taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; No I'm not breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; The pain I'm knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; But these are the moments that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Just got to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; And I, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Just keep pushing on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Sometimes you going to have to lose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Sometimes you going to have to lose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Keep climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Keep the faith baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; The climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Keep the faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Keep your faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-6665897041078029925?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6665897041078029925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6665897041078029925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6665897041078029925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6665897041078029925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/05/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-2712209147897426724</id><published>2009-05-14T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:08:59.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Parasites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*blowing off the dust on this site*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It's been a month that I've stopped blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This blog is revived from the dead, but the owner still feels a bit dead due to hectic life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It is not that my life is less hectic now - I still have a heavy load in front of me to go through -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm here simply to express myself. Me and my emotions. Emotions, can be good to boost one's self-esteem as well as a disaster which will degrade self-esteem and perspective towards life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Friends. Can you define the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;? Most people are proud of having many friends, in other words a large social network. I was one of those people before, but now, I look at things differently. For me QUALITY is better than QUANTITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;As a believer of Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;God always taught us to forgive one another and love each other. Jesus said, "A new commandment I give you : Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another." John 13: 34.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;But as imperfect human beings, we have our limits. We always try our best to obey God's word but most of the time we fail. Imagine yourself being hurt in so many ways by people you call 'friends' each day. How can you possibly forgive somebody so many times and the person keeps doing it over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Would you consider somebody your friend when they come to you when they are not in good terms with their other peers and then just leave you after making up with them. I am one of  the few foolish people to fall into this trap. When she was sad and helpless, I remember being there for her. When she was having problems, I remember helping her solve them. When she was in tears, I remember being there just to console her. I seriously do not understand why she treated me this way after what I have done for her - its not that I want credits for being a nice person. I just don't understand these kind oof people. I feel like I'm a puppet. Being taken advantage off. And when this parasite I called 'friend' sucked out all the advantages, the parasite just leave me alone again until she has another problem. Don't you not think it is so idiotic of me to treat people like this with much love as a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I wish I hadn't had known you before this. Then, maybe now I would be happy living my life. I'm still proud that I have great friends whom I can trust and will always be there for me whenever I need them and I promise to be there whenever they need me too.  As for suckers (parasites), I command you to stay away from me. Stay far far away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I do not know how to phrase my sentences properly. I'm not angry, not furious but just dissapointed and upset I'm treated or rather being used this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;~Friendship is delicate as a glass, once broken it can be fixed but there will always be cracks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-2712209147897426724?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/2712209147897426724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=2712209147897426724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2712209147897426724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2712209147897426724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/05/parasites.html' title='Parasites'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-2392657077692662749</id><published>2009-04-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:18:16.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>He's Risen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Before the world began,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;You were on his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;And every tear you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Is precious in his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Because of his great love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Come to the Father,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;though your gift is small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Broken hearts, broken lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;He will take them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;The power of the word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;the power of His blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Nothing you can do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Could make Him love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;And nothing that you've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Could make Him close the door.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Because of His great love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;He gave His only Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Everything was done so you would come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;A BLESSED EASTER TO ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;1 John 3:18 ; Let's not merely say that we love each other, let us show the truth by our actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-2392657077692662749?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/2392657077692662749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=2392657077692662749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2392657077692662749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2392657077692662749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-is-risen.html' title='He&apos;s Risen'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-4475427750296946316</id><published>2009-04-10T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:06:35.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>WHD</title><content type='html'>Today, United Nations of HELP celebrated World Health Day. (WHD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was pretty organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a blood donation drive, where I donated my blood for the first time in my life. Yup. Coz i reached legal age already, practically can decide for myself. My blood group is AB - yeah! One of a kind person. Then, I pledge to donate my organs as well. I don't need my organs when I'm gone. Its better I donate, and save another person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah. That's about it. The event was long but I dunno what I did also besides donating my precious blood. Hahahaha! Oh, we got another T-shirt in addition to the Wild Bugs collection. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Holy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~You set me free, You gave me liberty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-4475427750296946316?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/4475427750296946316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=4475427750296946316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4475427750296946316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/4475427750296946316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/whd.html' title='WHD'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-6243306050531770204</id><published>2009-04-10T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:07:41.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>Holy Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;As little children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; We would dream of Christmas morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Of all the gifts &lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/gary-valenciano-we-are-the-reason-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(0, 14, 0);font-family:Arial,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid orange; font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(0, 0, 224);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; We knew we'd find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; But we never realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; A baby born one blessed night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Gave us the greatest gift of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; We were the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; That He gave His life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; We were the reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; That He suffered and died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; To a world that was lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; He gave all He could give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; To show us the reason to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; As the years went by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; We learned more about gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; The giving of ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; And what that means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; On a dark and cloudy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; A man hung crying in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; All because of love, all because of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; I've finally found the reason for living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; It's in giving every part of my heart to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; In all that I do every word that I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; He is my reason to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BLESSED GOOD FRIDAY TO ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Romans 3:23-24 ; For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, but they are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1004686183511960562-6243306050531770204?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/6243306050531770204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=6243306050531770204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6243306050531770204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/6243306050531770204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-friday.html' title='Holy Friday'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-7782124812669195710</id><published>2009-04-06T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:41:38.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaningful'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt;For as long as I can remember&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; you were always by my side&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; to give me support&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; to give me confidence&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; to give me help&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For as long as I can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; you were the person&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; I looked up to&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; so strong&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; so sensitive&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; so pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; For as long as I can remember&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; and still today&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; you are everything&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; a mother should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For as long as I can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; you always provived stability&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; full of laughter&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; full of tears&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; full of love&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; Whatever I become&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; is because of you&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; and I thank you&lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;story&gt; forever for our relationship. &lt;/story&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lot's of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kim =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~mothers are like walking sunshines in our lifes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-7782124812669195710?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/7782124812669195710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=7782124812669195710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7782124812669195710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/7782124812669195710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1004686183511960562.post-2059517614433255071</id><published>2009-04-04T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:27:19.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>The Race of Rights</title><content type='html'>This event is something like Amazing Race, but it's just in Kuala Lumpur, and last for 7 hours ONLY. We were allowed to drive but chose to take PUBLIC TRANSPORT instead. And here, I mean LEGS as public transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited for the race, and was determined to win the prize, of course. Like all events, setbacks do happen and I don't blame the organizers too. Its just that the unlucky participants will face it, and that also cannot be avoided. Winning something needs at least 1% luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, the race was long, not because many places in KL was covered but we just had to go through a particular place more than once. For example, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'Pseudo Highlight' &lt;/span&gt;went to and fro Central Market and Petaling Street 3 times, and then we walked to Masjid Jamek. Yeah, I know its not far...but imagine yourself running in Central Market and Petaling Street then to Masjid Jamek. I'm quite proud the team managed to withstand 'torture'. I think if those area were covered with water, I woudnt' feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the High Court, tadaa...I heard something snap. Seriously snap. And, damn, the pain was worst then getting struck by lightning. But, stupid me, continued running. Yeah...all for the sake of RM 800. I can't help it, my inner self was too determined that my physical strength just gave up. So, I run, and run, and run. The pain was there, and I was immune to it after an hour holding on and not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know, after the race, I picked up a hamstring injury and a torn ligament on the left leg, specifically the knee. That's not all, I sprain the muscles on my right leg, and both the sole of my feet has blisters at very very funny places. I seriously dunno how to walk. The pain I'm feeling now is worst than the muscle tear, near my shoulders, after tennis competition 7 years ago. Everytime I walk, I stumble. I feel so wobbly. Even trying to sleep hurts even more. (that's why I'm blogging). The doc said, 'no vigorous activities for you in the next 6 weeks', or else you may need an operation. At this moment, I feel like a disabled. I should go to Persatuan Orang Kurang Upaya, then they can teach me how to make the best of life. The pain was so bad, I got an injection, and painkillers, yet I still feel it. I'm such a lousy sportsperson. Like tofu, or worst. I'm seriously dissapointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dissapointed that I cannot join tomorrow's competition. I have to pull out. I can't defend my 4 years title. I'm devastated. My life is shitty now man! I just let some random person take my title like that. Sigh! I'm so useless, I think that's why my body gave up on me. Arghh, emo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall talk about my team members -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sherrie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sue Anne&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edwyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sherrie a.k.a 'The Super KanCheong'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is superb. She kept up with the speed, being a tour guide and partly helping plan the strategy. Sudoku expert, like serious expert. She finished the puzzle before I came back with the pencils. So amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sue Anne a.k.a 'The CameraGirl Highlight'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini orang, banyak funny. Despite having 'something' nobody wants to have, she managed to keep up, run like mad, climb the stairs, cross the dangerous roads, and most importantly, take nice pictures. She was the brainstommer and also like coordinating the race so that I won't make mistakes. (coz I tend to make conclusions fast). Good job, sh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Edwyn a.k.a 'The FullOfStamina Guy'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, I tell you, this fella on land, he can run, walk, anything, and he is not tired. He must be some cross-country runner or triathlete or Superman! He's like another tour guide, and also VERY VERY observant. Like, little things, and hidden places he can find. Not bad, eh! Well, if we don't win, at least we had a great time running, laughing, erm....what else? talking? oh and the most important thing was the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kim a.k.a 'The FakeSmile Girl'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to smile for the camera so many times today. Especially with the Body Shop, Nike, and Starbucks cashiers. I practically gave out a fake smile. Sorry la I can't help it when they are thinking that I'm gonna sell their pictures. Anyway, it was practically my fault too, coz I decided to change route, and go to the city instead of completing everything a Brickfields. So, yeah, there our team met another setback, which we wasted time, LIKE 30 MINUTES. Gahhh. I even fought with the front desk receptioninst in Lot 10. I felt so bad for asking her so many times whether she is sure that there isnt Starbucks in Lot 10. She gave me a KL map instead. So nice of her, right. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_SELfR8C38/SeH47fybsRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/czln5eUMMtI/s1600-h/psuedo+highlight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_SELfR8C38/SeH47fybsRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/czln5eUMMtI/s400/psuedo+highlight.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323809935557636370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;L-R : Edwyn, Kim, Sue Anne, &amp;amp; Sherrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picture courtesy of www.myinterpretationanne.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'Pseudo Highlight'&lt;/span&gt; team went to do task other groups have not gone to, and we found errors, AND, wasted time. Sigh. I blame myself for this. It was my plan to change strategy. If only 45 minutes was not wasted in the Library and 30 minutes in Lot 10, I think we would be able to continue my strategy. I'm really sorry! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love today, for another reason though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Someone was being nice and sweet!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*HUGSS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;What do you do when it hurts so badly, that you cannot even cry anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh again. in pain and have to study for chemistry. this is a life for young people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;~ I'm letting go, so give me one more chance, to save me from this road I'm on~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1004686183511960562-2059517614433255071?l=writingsofkim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/feeds/2059517614433255071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1004686183511960562&amp;postID=2059517614433255071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2059517614433255071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1004686183511960562/posts/default/2059517614433255071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingsofkim.blogspot.com/2009/04/race-of-rights.html' title='The Race of Rights'/><author><name>KiMM'z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18032678506644104860</uri><email>kimmz-kins@live.com.my</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08510038202913619654'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_SELfR8C38/SeH47fybsRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/czln5eUMMtI/s72-c/psuedo+highlight.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>