<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:50:42.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thousand mile apart</title><subtitle type='html'>There's no distance inbetween.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3220934049008910398</id><published>2009-06-18T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:26:52.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Z i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-3220934049008910398?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3220934049008910398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3220934049008910398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3220934049008910398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3220934049008910398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/z-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8728117132842338290</id><published>2009-04-28T13:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:18:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Email me about anything. Just anything at all. Cause I care. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8728117132842338290?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8728117132842338290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8728117132842338290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8728117132842338290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8728117132842338290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5784082338721477018</id><published>2009-03-30T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:49:26.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5784082338721477018?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5784082338721477018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5784082338721477018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5784082338721477018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5784082338721477018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-379536965162650320</id><published>2009-03-25T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:12:32.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-379536965162650320?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/379536965162650320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=379536965162650320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/379536965162650320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/379536965162650320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3014325056107772934</id><published>2009-03-15T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:28:00.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She is totally confusing me. &amp;amp; I am totally not catching up with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-3014325056107772934?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3014325056107772934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3014325056107772934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3014325056107772934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3014325056107772934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-is-totally-confusing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7846796740675562349</id><published>2009-03-11T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:29:05.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rem how you alw ask me if I'm with _ yet? I wish the next time round. You wouldn't have to ask me and I'd tell you instead that yes, I am with her. Well, we still aren't &amp;amp; I don't know if we would ever be. I am such a tired person &amp;amp; I thought someone gottta wake me up and tell me that I have waited long enough and I should stop waiting because no matter how long more I wait, the situation won't change. I don't know why I'm still hanging on to that glimpse of hope. Don't you think that I'm damn stupid? Altho my IQ is above average. But I think I'm really dumb when it comes to r/s. And, it was really good talking to you on msn the other day. 5years down the road, I hope I still rem you and you better rem me. And, when are you coming back to spore? I miss your hugs. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7846796740675562349?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7846796740675562349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7846796740675562349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7846796740675562349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7846796740675562349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/rem-how-you-alw-ask-me-if-im-with-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7473646968380863823</id><published>2009-02-05T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:50:17.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SYrufv5zS6I/AAAAAAAABdM/TxIOlfl6Nr4/s1600-h/zee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310140757068706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SYrufv5zS6I/AAAAAAAABdM/TxIOlfl6Nr4/s320/zee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you like this. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7473646968380863823?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7473646968380863823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7473646968380863823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7473646968380863823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7473646968380863823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-you-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SYrufv5zS6I/AAAAAAAABdM/TxIOlfl6Nr4/s72-c/zee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6559563156439804920</id><published>2009-02-02T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:49:12.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucked up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-6559563156439804920?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6559563156439804920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6559563156439804920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6559563156439804920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6559563156439804920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-2960175579698447037</id><published>2009-01-24T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:17:13.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday. I hope you enjoyed your day! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-2960175579698447037?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2960175579698447037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=2960175579698447037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2960175579698447037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2960175579698447037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6676137359324048951</id><published>2009-01-17T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:57:03.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I skipped my test yest. I didn't have the time to study, was out celebrating hy birthday. I was too sick to keep awake to study. I had many wake up calls from sucker but I still failed to wake up. Zzz. Went to get medicine &amp;amp; MC. It's gonna be hardcore mugging today and for the entire week. I have THREE heavy weightage tests on Tues, Wed and Fri. I need to destress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-6676137359324048951?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6676137359324048951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6676137359324048951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6676137359324048951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6676137359324048951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-skipped-my-test-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4518486921025260108</id><published>2009-01-13T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:46:22.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“The best relationships were the ones where both sides went out of their way to make sure the other wasn’t disappointed.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4518486921025260108?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4518486921025260108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4518486921025260108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4518486921025260108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4518486921025260108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-relationships-were-ones-where-both.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3027700011173448761</id><published>2009-01-03T03:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:11:19.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As my thoughts follow me through &amp;amp; as I lay my fingers upon the keypads, I start to wonder why am I even writing this down for you. I reckon you'd say that I'm merely posting this up because I feel bad towards you after receiving your call earlier. I wouldn't deny that; but that's only part of the reason. Well, like you said you care enough to call me, I care enough to let you know that I care about you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps you know me well and can read me like a book, the way I thought I could read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yy's&lt;/span&gt; mind, back then. But, sometimes maybe we just don't understand each party that well after all? Amongst all the girls I've met, you're definitely one of the very few who would tell me exactly how you really feel about somethings that I have done and what's not. &amp;amp; though sometimes it hurts, I thought that was good cause at least I know what is it about me or the way I handled things that you aren't happy about or that made me not as perfect a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't mention, you probably wouldn't know that because of you, I have changed. Maybe not that great yet, but at least I know I think before I speak/react when it comes to you because I don't want to say or do anything that makes you unhappy. Seeing you happy and putting a smile across your face is the best I could. I'm afraid I haven't been able to do that towards others but I hope that I could do likewise to them, just as I did towards you. In a way, you made me a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do know that meeting you was definitely not an event I'd forget. I haven't forget how we met, how you insisted that I called you 'sexy' the second time round you collect your chippy orders, how you came to look for me but mistook Jamie as me. I wouldn't forget that you came down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fep&lt;/span&gt; and we had a little chat. Yes, &amp;amp; that changed our course in life. We traded numbers &amp;amp; all the sweet little things began. The broken bus ride, holding of hands even though we only met for the second time, the kiss at the fountain at Raffles City, the walks home, sitting at the playground, the playful winks, pickup lines that you shared. Everything about you, I wouldn't forget. You were the one girl that I fell hard and head over heels for. But, reality isn't a fairytale &amp;amp; you told me we couldn't be together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember how unhappy you were and how disappointed you were with me for moving on. You thought I would wait because I said I would. But I didn't. Remember how you would sing to me when I sent you home and when we lie down at the playground just staring at nothing in the sky, you told me we would be a very sweet couple if we were together, I wished that was true. But we wouldn't be together. I guess, in the long run we would probably quarrel non-stop, just the way it is now. Well, we don't exactly quarrel but we just kind of read each other wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I met you, the things we did (no matter how short the time I've known you, no matter what little trials we have shared) you know &amp;amp; I really hope you know that 2007 was unforgettable because you became a part of my life. 2008 can't be any better either because you made my life go from high to low, high to low and all &amp;amp; that spice up my not very exciting life. I know 2009 is gonna be the same, like the previous years because of all the people around me &amp;amp; that includes you. Somethings don't have to be mentioned to be make known but I guess I was wrong. I just want you to know that, girl, you really mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to me. Don't ever think that I would trade a friend as awesome as you away for anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. Have a safe trip &amp;amp; I do hope you'd read this before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;J.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;koh&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/6044238969852772911-3027700011173448761?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3027700011173448761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3027700011173448761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3027700011173448761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3027700011173448761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-my-thoughts-follow-me-through-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5462362275751690404</id><published>2008-12-15T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:10:36.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A limit to each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5462362275751690404?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5462362275751690404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5462362275751690404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5462362275751690404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5462362275751690404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/limit-to-each.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3844360247136785084</id><published>2008-12-11T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:50:15.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time assumes great importance in today’s fast space society. Is it too fast when people choose to move on, or is it plain stupidity when people choose to hang on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that others would say to one “Move on, you’d find a better one” yet at other times, people would simply comment ”What? You’ve a change of heart again?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Contradicting isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No, I do not think that I’m fast but neither would I say I am faithful and just. Then, just what am I? Am I categorized under the ‘too flirt to settle down with the one I like”, or ’simply being stupid waiting for someone impossible to begin a relationship with’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How is it even possible now when I haven’t given my heart to anyone?  &lt;em&gt;Maybe I had, but the person broke it into a million pieces &amp;amp; I’m still skeptical about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’m almost going insane with work piling up like kaozzxzx. The lack of sleep the past few days has left me with pimple outbreak. Not that it’s anything unusual but darn, I can’t stand the oily face. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a couple of things more to do before I can call it a day to head home to bathe then out again to meet that emo girl, then presentation and tutorials then tuition then YES. I’m a free soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems like the girls I’ve given my heart to are either attached, straight or were my ex-es. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zzz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-3844360247136785084?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3844360247136785084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3844360247136785084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3844360247136785084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3844360247136785084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-assumes-great-importance-in-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5931505147823597252</id><published>2008-12-09T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured out that I let myself and those who cared down, letting go of people and letting people who mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; walked past my life with me not realising how much better it would have been with them, if not for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stubbornness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think I can ever don't like her.&lt;br /&gt;No, I figured I can.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop caring about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you always mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold your hand even if we aren't together.&lt;br /&gt;you mean a lot to me even if I don't say it,&lt;br /&gt;even if I did hurt you, because of how fast I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5931505147823597252?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5931505147823597252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5931505147823597252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5931505147823597252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5931505147823597252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-figured-out-that-i-let-myself-and.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-1246157130572222302</id><published>2008-12-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:17:31.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lack of sleep. I didn't sleep for close to 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Completed a report within 10hrs, mugged for test in 3hrs.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my results won't be screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, went to '3 Monkeys Cafe' at Orchard Towers ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Kumar the drag queen perform. She is super funny.&lt;br /&gt;When you are back, maybe we can go there. Oh, but her show&lt;br /&gt;is from 11-1am. So maybe you can't uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a long hug from you when you are back. Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-1246157130572222302?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1246157130572222302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=1246157130572222302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1246157130572222302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1246157130572222302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/lack-of-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7106185803345139054</id><published>2008-12-04T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:58:49.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 projects, 1 test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm out at Mac chionging project and mugging for test overnight. Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7106185803345139054?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7106185803345139054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7106185803345139054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7106185803345139054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7106185803345139054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-projects-1-test.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-1862266807907423180</id><published>2008-12-04T06:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:31:06.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm blogging. Oh yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy with school work, but it seems like nothing much has been accomplished. That's really pathetic. &amp;amp; after 2 hours of coming up with charts, I just realise I did on the wrong country!! I am suppose to do on China (Beijing) but the internet results gave me Rebulic of China (Taiwan). Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, celebrated stupid Mark's bday 2 days ago at Clarke Quey. Manhanttan Fish Market, G-Max reverse bungee, Turkish Ice cream, The Clinic. I really like this chap, I shall introduce you to him when you come back. I think you haven't met him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, that day at clarke quey. When we were leaving, we saw this angmoh couple kissing right in the middle of nowhere. I was like "Zzz. Can't stand it. How could they kiss in front of me?!" &amp;amp; then, the first person i thought of was you. Cause you said that exact sentence at Cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so things are shitty here. There's really loads of work to do. I can't wait for my 2 weeks term break. I think you shld be back on my 2nd week of break. Are we going to do anything when you come back. I mean, like head somewhere or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. &amp;amp; just if you are wondering (Cause you alw ask if i have a gf now &amp;amp; if i like anyone now. Haha.) No, i do not have any special feelings for anyone right now, at this moment. Hao gan does not equate to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecture is starting in 1.5hr. Zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-1862266807907423180?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1862266807907423180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=1862266807907423180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1862266807907423180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1862266807907423180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6461734390150082296</id><published>2008-11-26T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:45:01.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sorry that I kind of went missing in action. I read what you wrote and I love to know you care despite you being over there, and me over here. Really, I'm okay. Please don't worry alright? &amp;amp; I can't wait to see you &lt;em&gt;soon. &lt;/em&gt;I'm having my term tests and projects submission this couple of weeks then I'd be having 2 weeks break from 15th dec till 28th dec. So, I'd prolly have some time to meet you up when you reach S'pore. (: I've fallen ill, &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;But, I'm strong and I won't die. You, on the other hand, please take good care of yourself in the mean time okay. Oh yes, there's this girl in school who caught my eyes. Just like you, she plays frisbee &amp;amp; she reminds me of you. (: And fyi, no, I'm not in love with her. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Tell Sarah not to hunt me down (:&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/6044238969852772911-6461734390150082296?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6461734390150082296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6461734390150082296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6461734390150082296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6461734390150082296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sorry-that-i-kind-of-went-missing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4897868340542184585</id><published>2008-11-20T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:55:10.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inferiority sets in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4897868340542184585?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4897868340542184585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4897868340542184585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4897868340542184585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4897868340542184585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/inferiority-sets-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-734861862086230030</id><published>2008-11-15T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:11:02.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my laptop. Downright lousy mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-734861862086230030?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/734861862086230030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=734861862086230030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/734861862086230030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/734861862086230030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-lost-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-1702614677275547033</id><published>2008-11-13T06:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:29:07.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898870492398626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SRtWHLhhhCI/AAAAAAAABbY/1B9oYk9TXDU/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898872989333362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SRtWHU01t3I/AAAAAAAABbg/D6OvT-KtAuE/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898884292842642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SRtWH-7zlJI/AAAAAAAABbo/ysbTbKEWChM/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898895425179666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SRtWIoZ9kBI/AAAAAAAABb4/52A8sRIE5Nc/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those were the days where we would meet up early for mac breakfast before band practice, where we would either go for /or skip jamming together because we were sick and tired of facing the very fierce conductor. Those were the days where we trained hard for the many performances and had drills under the scorching hot sun. Those were the days where friendships were forged, where we went through thick and thin as a section. Those were the days when we were young and naive, where everything was less complex and we were people who feel happy even at little things. I really miss these people. The last time i met a few of them was prolly a year or 2 years ago. The others, i haven't seen them ever since the time they graduated, I guess it's about time I should give them a call somedays to see how they are doing. Adeline, Huili, Jaslyn, Seemun, Yating. The 5 seniors who went through gmband days with me, pushing me beyond my limits, seeing me to where I was back then. I guess, those were also the times that we prolly can't buy back. I miss them.&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/6044238969852772911-1702614677275547033?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1702614677275547033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=1702614677275547033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1702614677275547033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1702614677275547033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/those-were-days-where-we-would-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SRtWHLhhhCI/AAAAAAAABbY/1B9oYk9TXDU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4689305039356350702</id><published>2008-11-13T04:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:03:48.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a long day. 12pm - 430am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntanning, gym, dinner at Sims, supper at geylang, chill out at amk, car spin to old changi hospital, old japanese school, LCK cemetry, Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dead tired, its 5am and class is from 9am - 6pm later. School sucks. There's a lot of tutorials and projects to be done. Working at C is still fine cause i request to work at cck on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 2kg over the last 5 days. I think my diet plan is working just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4689305039356350702?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4689305039356350702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4689305039356350702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4689305039356350702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4689305039356350702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7184092013486922151</id><published>2008-11-08T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:35:28.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>篮球火&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7184092013486922151?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7184092013486922151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7184092013486922151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7184092013486922151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7184092013486922151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7073429502109799223</id><published>2008-11-07T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:37:44.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After all the sleepless nights, the IPP report has finally been completed. I hope i can get an A. My gpa needs to be improved. School work is starting to pile up, a lot of projects and term tests coming up in the first week of dec. School has been boring so far. &amp;amp; oh, I'm on a diet plan. I feel damn inferior. Life is sucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7073429502109799223?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7073429502109799223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7073429502109799223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7073429502109799223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7073429502109799223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-all-sleepless-nights-ipp-report.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4901288871990842195</id><published>2008-10-31T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:16:12.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE AND LET LIVE</title><content type='html'>When we &lt;em&gt;live and let live&lt;/em&gt;, we don’t need to criticize, judge, or condemn others. We have no need to control them or try and make them conform to our way of thinking. We let others live their own lives and we live ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple slogan helps center us on our own dual recovery and on living our own life in the best way we know how.  Live and let live is one of the keys to peace in our lives. When we practice tolerance in our lives we are liberated to work on our own issues. When we use this slogan we end many of the conflicts in our lives and gain the ability to stop new ones before they build into big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on my wrist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4901288871990842195?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4901288871990842195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4901288871990842195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4901288871990842195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4901288871990842195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/live-and-let-live.html' title='LIVE AND LET LIVE'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5389743188638486813</id><published>2008-10-30T02:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:40:03.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262647349423118018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQit4bCEFsI/AAAAAAAABbQ/IOgEfkkQ0ow/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262638456004937138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQilywd8BbI/AAAAAAAABaw/bGT9SSvlwK8/s320/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262638464021163442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQilzOVJ7bI/AAAAAAAABbA/DWB3nScu0SE/s320/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262638460075246434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQily_oYA2I/AAAAAAAABa4/TBPSgYCsKKg/s320/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQimxCkgiII/AAAAAAAABbI/FBRoT3egdog/s1600-h/DSC01678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262639526016223362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQimxCkgiII/AAAAAAAABbI/FBRoT3egdog/s320/DSC01678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you go, my ah beng hairstyle &amp;amp; colour. Dinner at Tiong then supper at Breko cafe. Lets go Tiong for nice western food when you are back. Oh, and Breko too - for nice dessert. (: &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/6044238969852772911-5389743188638486813?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5389743188638486813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5389743188638486813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5389743188638486813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5389743188638486813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-you-go-my-ah-beng-hairstyle.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQit4bCEFsI/AAAAAAAABbQ/IOgEfkkQ0ow/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3440985980189683679</id><published>2008-10-28T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:29:06.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQctzw9U1dI/AAAAAAAABaY/uZs1entAxOM/s1600-h/img198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225056944412114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQctzw9U1dI/AAAAAAAABaY/uZs1entAxOM/s320/img198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see less than half my face, but i do not have any recent photos. Bah, you can see me once you reach Singapore. Besides, i sent a photo of us to your phone on the day you left. So, see from there kay? I hope the HK Opens had been awesome &amp;amp; whatever shit you are going through, please DONT have any depressing thoughts alright. Haven't been talking to you cause' of attachment &amp;amp; work yadah yadah.. But, that doesn't mean I don't bother about you. Just that time don't permits it. Drop me a mail if you need to vent your frustrations etc!&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/6044238969852772911-3440985980189683679?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3440985980189683679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3440985980189683679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3440985980189683679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3440985980189683679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-can-see-less-than-half-my-face-but.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SQctzw9U1dI/AAAAAAAABaY/uZs1entAxOM/s72-c/img198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5081545418617356547</id><published>2008-10-26T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T02:16:03.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Drinking session at Memorial wall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stayover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I walked alot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I ate my favourite popeye &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; it brings back alot of memories of her/him.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I overslept on the on the train ride home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I cut &amp;amp; dyed my hair.&lt;em&gt; (Just the way you wanted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I met my Honeyb &amp;amp; Zuldra? &lt;em&gt;(She's really cute!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I tripped and fell over a chain. &lt;em&gt;(fucking suey &amp;amp; stupid!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, I am a Ahbeng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, I am a handicap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Most importantly, I had a great night with honeyb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We really talked alot tonight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks honeyb. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5081545418617356547?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5081545418617356547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5081545418617356547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5081545418617356547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5081545418617356547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-drinking-session-at-memorial.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6504024388953566558</id><published>2008-10-22T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:01:51.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SP8_QHfQ0OI/AAAAAAAABGc/-xpr41vNYTg/s1600-h/monster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992435912659170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SP8_QHfQ0OI/AAAAAAAABGc/-xpr41vNYTg/s320/monster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady on the left spells &lt;strong&gt;JOY&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are 7 years apart but that didn't stop us from hitting off right from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her around, everything feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we bicker/tease/show sarcasm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; best thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that had happened to me for the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s my stupid monster i got to know from IPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took 2 weeks unpaid leave to prepare for her Uni exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the timing sucks so bad cause when she’s back, I’m gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is only day one of her leave &amp;amp; she’s right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m already missing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-6504024388953566558?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6504024388953566558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6504024388953566558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6504024388953566558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6504024388953566558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/lady-on-left-spells-joy-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SP8_QHfQ0OI/AAAAAAAABGc/-xpr41vNYTg/s72-c/monster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7783365124018037143</id><published>2008-10-22T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:19:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slowly, everyone is leaving. One by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7783365124018037143?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7783365124018037143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7783365124018037143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7783365124018037143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7783365124018037143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/slowly-everyone-is-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7105990334488367871</id><published>2008-10-20T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:05:58.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SPyeT-s2JTI/AAAAAAAABGU/8A4s5lPehQI/s1600-h/0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252530947695922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SPyeT-s2JTI/AAAAAAAABGU/8A4s5lPehQI/s320/0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6044238969852772911-7105990334488367871?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7105990334488367871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7105990334488367871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7105990334488367871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7105990334488367871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SPyeT-s2JTI/AAAAAAAABGU/8A4s5lPehQI/s72-c/0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-2698206945434956310</id><published>2008-10-19T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:45:18.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home. Time check : 0233am. Caught Max Payne with V6. Scare the shit out of me. Dimsum at geylang in the middle of the night. Church service tmr. Chippy thereafter. 2 more weeks at IPP. 2 more weeks till school starts. 2 more weeks till i see all the awesome people. Dont know how many weeks till we'd meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a presentation due this coming week and i haven't got much accomplished. I have 2 reports to submit in 2 weeks time too. I haven't done up my "learning points" for my weekly reports. So, i really got to get my ass moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not made up my mind for what concerns my hair. Shit. Appointment this saturday. I' saw a flyer on the road today and i texted the person. It's for some tuition assignment stuff. Hopefully i'd get some new students cus im really regretting going back C to work. I'm backing out of the 33hrs - getting 1k pay for next month (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro got my mom an iphone. Each of us contributed to get that for her as birthday present. Coolios and i want to have one too. But sadly, im not a rich kid. I'm going to bind/ going to get a binder (once i get my pay this coming week) Although people are discouraging me from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-2698206945434956310?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2698206945434956310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=2698206945434956310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2698206945434956310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2698206945434956310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7007886504398425815</id><published>2008-10-17T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:05:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want you to be happy, to feel happy. Im here for you even though we are a thousand mile apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7007886504398425815?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7007886504398425815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7007886504398425815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7007886504398425815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7007886504398425815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-you-to-be-happy-to-feel-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-665161159982081574</id><published>2008-10-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:14:19.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Steamboat &amp;amp; clubbing with IPP colleagues yesterday night. Coolios but now the girls are surely gonna tease me forever cause I really couldn't hold my liquor. Anyhoo, it was all fun. I knocked out the minute i reached home &amp;amp; was late for work this morning. Cancelled work at C too cause I was still having a hangover. I'm afraid my grades gonna drop at the rate I'm reporting for work at attachment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-665161159982081574?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/665161159982081574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=665161159982081574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/665161159982081574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/665161159982081574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/steamboat-clubbing-with-ipp-colleagues.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7299110259523226439</id><published>2008-10-15T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:31:20.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She thought i had a change of heart. It took me 7 months to profess my love again. She took one whole night to reply 'Life is fragile'. She calls me a poet. It took me months to send a 'iloveyou'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days i feel confused. Some days i let my heart wandered off. At the end of the day, love would bring me back to the one i've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read your posts over at _. Saw that particular post. I'm sorry zoeylee that i just wanted to give you up back then because you just couldn't be with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7299110259523226439?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7299110259523226439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7299110259523226439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7299110259523226439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7299110259523226439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-thought-i-had-change-of-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8899089506085409802</id><published>2008-10-14T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:43:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Email sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very sweet dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8899089506085409802?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8899089506085409802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8899089506085409802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8899089506085409802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8899089506085409802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/email-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-849195259875624480</id><published>2008-10-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:27:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A question that didn't need any answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full shift at Lot One today. Fuck, i swear i ate 3 days worth of food and fag so much i think im dying soon. That dumbass i worked with kept asking if i want to eat. When i said i'm really full already, she kept bugging me to eat. We ate non-stop hits during the entire day. Even the staff opp us kept smiling at us. I think they think we are not working but eating all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball tmr to burn calories. I'm going to work 33hrs a week at chippy after this month. Boss would pay me 1000 bucks for a month. Can't wait. And i'm so gonna save all this moolah plus tuition pay for my driving lessons which i have dragged for so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time table is 90% the same for the 3 crm major class. So, it's pretty good. I'm really looking forward to school. Miss my kickass clique. Anyhow, I've also booked an appointment at my hairstylist's on the 25th. I'm still deciding on which color to go for, so if you have any suggestions, please let me know. Or if you think you want to see my hair in which ever color, i'd do so. (provided i like it too) I'm thinking of coloring it back the same i did months ago, but the others said i look like monkey and ah beng. So, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-849195259875624480?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/849195259875624480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=849195259875624480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/849195259875624480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/849195259875624480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/question-that-didnt-need-any-answer.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4316746658680200411</id><published>2008-10-10T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:06:03.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SO45xhCmtuI/AAAAAAAABGM/-cnVYNTjm-8/s1600-h/2848889265_87c2dfe2cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255201338033616610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SO45xhCmtuI/AAAAAAAABGM/-cnVYNTjm-8/s320/2848889265_87c2dfe2cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; But what if i still love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2420115985_07b31c23bf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4316746658680200411?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4316746658680200411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4316746658680200411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4316746658680200411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4316746658680200411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/but-what-if-i-still-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SO45xhCmtuI/AAAAAAAABGM/-cnVYNTjm-8/s72-c/2848889265_87c2dfe2cf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8963298362939078059</id><published>2008-10-08T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:50:56.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My next semester time table is out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOuOZOQlxGI/AAAAAAAABF0/aSqYBWKW4RM/s1600-h/TIMETABLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254449954233369698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOuOZOQlxGI/AAAAAAAABF0/aSqYBWKW4RM/s320/TIMETABLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm gonna take wierd modules like 'personal selling &amp;amp; negotiation', 'services and quality management', 'integrated marketing communication'. Sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm looking forward for school because of the &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; crap, my time table isn't really good. Who would go to school on tuesdays just for 3 hrs (3-6pm) right smack in the middle of the day. &amp;amp; fri class is from 10-1pm. Who would wake up so early just to attend school for 3hrs. The only good thing is that there isn't any class on wednesdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 more weeks left in attachment. I really like Geogina. Although we squabble everyday &amp;amp; pick on each other on everything and anything, she never fails to make me laugh. she's the one person i'm gonna miss when i leave my company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why are you selling yourself on your blog? That's really interesting. Haven't you found any hot China girls over at Shanghai? Anyhow, the you is you. I have got things to tell you, but I just hold back too much sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8963298362939078059?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8963298362939078059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8963298362939078059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8963298362939078059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8963298362939078059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-next-semester-time-table-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOuOZOQlxGI/AAAAAAAABF0/aSqYBWKW4RM/s72-c/TIMETABLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4933065458096083106</id><published>2008-10-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:30:09.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new night activity from now on - watch dvd. The nugget &amp;amp; I would come coop ourselves in the room and catch our shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we caught I am Sam til 3am. The next show (the leap years) is starting in 5 minutes time. Coolios. Oh, we cried last night while watching I am Sam. Emotional ass we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I always feel like talking to you, but i don't know why; i just don't know how to get it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4933065458096083106?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4933065458096083106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4933065458096083106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4933065458096083106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4933065458096083106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-new-night-activity-from-now-on.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-3655450772730100436</id><published>2008-10-06T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T02:58:21.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am Sam is a really heartwarming show. Watch it if you've the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-3655450772730100436?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3655450772730100436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=3655450772730100436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3655450772730100436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/3655450772730100436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-sam-is-really-heartwarming-show.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-2836494605344953332</id><published>2008-10-05T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:54:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went redhill to help my dad. Business was slack, so i told my dad i'd go home to rest. BUT, i ended up spending the entire day in town. So i met my sissy &amp;amp; her friend sarah. Oh, they look alike. But, I think sarah is cute &amp;amp; she's so innocent with her smile, unlike my sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i think meeting my sissy is an insane choice. Cause i ended up being more broke than ever. She literally conned me of my money into buying a top she's set her eyes on. So, being the butch sister she has, i HAD to get it for her. Plus, I bought things on impulse &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get my tuition pay tomor &amp;amp; i better make sure i pay my hp bill. If not it will be disconnected &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. So if you do see me online, bug me and ask if i've settled my bill cus.. i foresee myself spending money on unnecessary things again. &lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travelled all the way to cck from town to see if hy is alright cus she's really down. I think her bf sucks. Cus he has someone else in his heart apart from her. I told hy to break up with him then i have second thoughts. I think I'm pretty much like her bf. tsktsk. My dearest sissy asked me a qn earlier. &amp;amp; i was dumbfounded. I really had no answer. I also don't know what she was saying after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working at lot 1 tmr with hy. Boss asked us not to do anything funny &amp;amp; behave ourselves. Life's really hectic over here, I hope it's good over there. Oh, i met layteng today. I was about to take a train from redhill t town. Then she asked if im going to meet you. Funny. I told her, Zoey is in Shanghai. She completely forgotten about it. Oh, she's really small size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay, take care lovely. Miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-2836494605344953332?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2836494605344953332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=2836494605344953332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2836494605344953332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2836494605344953332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-redhill-to-help-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-160935156691414291</id><published>2008-10-03T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:49:21.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOYwxHv0U3I/AAAAAAAABFo/AMcMlN9hl6E/s1600-h/z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252939635825595250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOYwxHv0U3I/AAAAAAAABFo/AMcMlN9hl6E/s320/z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We may be many miles apart, but you're always in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOYuPfkgHlI/AAAAAAAABFg/Qnr1nlaSdjE/s1600-h/IMG_5029.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-160935156691414291?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/160935156691414291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=160935156691414291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/160935156691414291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/160935156691414291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-you.html' title='To you.'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOYwxHv0U3I/AAAAAAAABFo/AMcMlN9hl6E/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8653511025083777465</id><published>2008-10-03T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:09:25.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>message sent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8653511025083777465?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8653511025083777465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8653511025083777465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8653511025083777465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8653511025083777465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/message-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-1606097651504343985</id><published>2008-10-03T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:00:46.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suppose that I missed you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suppose that I cared. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And suppose that I've spent all my nights running scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And suppose that I was never there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-1606097651504343985?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1606097651504343985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=1606097651504343985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1606097651504343985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1606097651504343985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/suppose-that-i-missed-you-suppose-that.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6689617117748565525</id><published>2008-10-02T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:58:06.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay night in Geylang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I overslept today. It’s no surprise since I had full shift over at C yest &amp;amp; spent almost an hour in the bathroom bathing &amp;amp; washing my C. clothes. They stink big time (although the nugget claim she couldn’t smell anything.) &amp;amp; then we stayed up to help the nugget’s sissy colour her art layouts needed for the art exam today. I knocked out really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was late for work. The 2nd time already. (Not exactly, I’m late almost everyday, just that I’m V.late for the 2nd time.) I’m really looking forward to going to work daily now. The 3 ladies of the company never fail to make my day at E. I sketched a drawing of a distorted human being for Geogina &amp;amp; gave Fion a note with what seems like a kid drawings. I’m glad it plastered a smile on their face. HEE. Oh, G &amp;amp; I never fail NOT to exchange a word of sarcasm to each other every day &amp;amp; we’d always end up laughing with each other. She’s really awesome &amp;amp; I really like her. I think she’s really hardworking cause she’s mugging for her exams when it’s at least 25 more days to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, last minute meet up with my bestest gay friend (or probably the one and only gayfriend whom I’m comfortable being with) at old airport hawker for dinner/supper. I had tuition in the area &amp;amp; I conned Bran to meet me up there. No one can say no to food over at THIS particular hawker. We had oyster omelette, damn spicy stingray, satay with thumbs up gravy, chicken wings &amp;amp; sugarcane drinks. Not a lot of food, but it was really satisfying. A long walk through the geylang streets back home &amp;amp; our eyes were glued to the women. I just don’t understand why they would want to sell their bodies. &amp;amp; all those men ogling at them. What a sight. What a sight. Bumped into Tiffanie &amp;amp; Charlene again at Aljunied. Those gm days.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is friday. Yay. Oh, its 12 already. Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-6689617117748565525?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6689617117748565525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6689617117748565525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6689617117748565525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6689617117748565525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/gay-night-in-geylang.html' title='Gay night in Geylang'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-1176929508092609994</id><published>2008-10-02T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:03:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in Chippy = meeting girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I started work at C again. After like say 9 or 10 months? I was pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hesitant&lt;/span&gt; initially but heck. &amp;amp; so, it was really tiring. I just think tuition is really easy money compared to working in the f&amp;amp;b line. CRAP, I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;regrettttt&lt;/span&gt; now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SHITZ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only plus point that made me want to continue working at C is that I get to meet new people, unlike giving tuition (where i face my kid &amp;amp; still my kid. BORING.) I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of people today. 2 of my sec. sch friends came by to buy food, one after another. After like 32874613 years, I met them today at C. Gosh, I really miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GMSS&lt;/span&gt; days. &amp;amp; hearing that 1 of them is in Uni make me even more envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then.. I met really nice customers &amp;amp; I made friends with them. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; girl from Skin Food came by to get food 3 times during the entire shift I worked. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;oh my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;oh my&lt;/span&gt; she is oh so pretty.) That's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;, another 2 girls from Borders (I don't know them but I just started to talk to girl no.1 THEN girl no.2 asked no.1 if we were friends. We both answered: NO?) I finally met someone like me - we talk to strangers like we are good old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then, at night time, this girl came up to the shop. She looked at me like I know her or something &amp;amp; she does look familiar. (I bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt; would say every girl look familiar to me but no, this one really does) So, i asked if she came earlier in the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said: "You don't know me? But, you do!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Are you sure I know you? Where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Her: "From school."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I went to many schools. Which one exactly? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pri&lt;/span&gt;, Secondary or Poly?"&lt;br /&gt;Her: "I'm Olivia's friend!? From band, remember?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sorry but I really don't know which?? (but i was thinking it's this short girl i knew but it's like so impossible) So i just asked, "Are you that short girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;huiying&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;Her: "YA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LAH&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. she was like so short 3 years ago. NOW she's just slightly shorter than me. I don't know if I'm short, or she has really grown. Puberty. Must be. She said something to me that made me shy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;. Anyhow, seeing her today really makes me feel like I'm damn old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I met 3 secondary school friends, made 3 friends working around the area &amp;amp; started a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt; with at least 5 others. (&amp;amp; in the background when I was doing so, my 2 other colleagues were saying I'm flirting with girls again.) The fact that I get to meet people &amp;amp; bump into friends I haven't met for a million year is the only reason I can convince myself to like working in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really not used to working such long hours YET. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XB&lt;/span&gt; said I grown fatter. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LF&lt;/span&gt; said I looked bigger size now with all that muscles. DAMN. I am really tired. Tomorrow is going to be a super busy day at E. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I hit off with girls while working in Chippy, i thought of you. Stupid i know but it just reminds me of you. Hope everything going well for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-1176929508092609994?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1176929508092609994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=1176929508092609994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1176929508092609994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/1176929508092609994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-in-chippy-meeting-girls.html' title='Working in Chippy = meeting girls.'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-6366388116936624627</id><published>2008-09-30T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:33:47.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhOHSj1I/AAAAAAAABEw/cx8QH7VjGN8/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251837652005719890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhOHSj1I/AAAAAAAABEw/cx8QH7VjGN8/s320/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhAddi2I/AAAAAAAABE4/OvQoddv4PIY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251837648340618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhAddi2I/AAAAAAAABE4/OvQoddv4PIY/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhXDydjI/AAAAAAAABFA/-cXRlmR8nTo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251837654406952498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhXDydjI/AAAAAAAABFA/-cXRlmR8nTo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhnsX0aI/AAAAAAAABFI/HYlEM6pK6U4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251837658872140194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhnsX0aI/AAAAAAAABFI/HYlEM6pK6U4/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhzRl19I/AAAAAAAABFQ/hvQNFca51Ig/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251837661981038546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhzRl19I/AAAAAAAABFQ/hvQNFca51Ig/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these sports, reminds me of special ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is really random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY HARI RAYA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-6366388116936624627?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6366388116936624627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=6366388116936624627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6366388116936624627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/6366388116936624627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='RANDOM'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJGhOHSj1I/AAAAAAAABEw/cx8QH7VjGN8/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7834433543976951222</id><published>2008-09-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:23:36.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUNK CRAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAST NIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJDuqB3QmI/AAAAAAAABEg/1NG-tbOb1kI/s1600-h/webdrunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834584302568034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJDuqB3QmI/AAAAAAAABEg/1NG-tbOb1kI/s320/webdrunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJDutZw45I/AAAAAAAABEo/9LTg3yqlic0/s1600-h/webdrunk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251834585208120210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJDutZw45I/AAAAAAAABEo/9LTg3yqlic0/s320/webdrunk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHIKA WENT MAD. SHE MADE US DRINK ON THE ROCKS JACOB CREEKS ROSE CHAMPAGNE. WE WERE BOTH LIKE RED LOBSTERS. SHE WAS PAINTING HER FINGERNAILS RED. IT LOOKED LIKE MENSES. SHE'S RETARDED, SO AM I, SO AM I. I WANTED BLACK NAILS BUT SHE ONLY OFFERED ME PURPLE OR RED. WE PRINT SCREEN LIKE CRAP THEN OUR AIRCON GOT SHUT DOWN. WE KEPT FINDING MY LAPTOP ORBICAM SOFTWARE BUT WE CAN'T FIND CAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHY. WE LEFT OUR CUPS IN THE ROOM AND WONDERED IF ANTS WOULD COME OR THEY WOULD GET DRUNK??? I GOT WORK. I NEED TO SLEEP. BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7834433543976951222?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7834433543976951222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7834433543976951222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7834433543976951222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7834433543976951222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/drunk-crap.html' title='DRUNK CRAP'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SOJDuqB3QmI/AAAAAAAABEg/1NG-tbOb1kI/s72-c/webdrunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-2261729183216865451</id><published>2008-09-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:17:17.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll take you back if you'll have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicely said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-2261729183216865451?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2261729183216865451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=2261729183216865451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2261729183216865451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2261729183216865451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-take-you-back-if-youll-have-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5812015126034486054</id><published>2008-09-29T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:07:31.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotten IPP allowance, spent a bomb on clothes &amp;amp; all. Down with flu (AGAIN!) I'm pretty looking forward to work tml, shit its damn late now &amp;amp; I'm still awake.. Meeting the BPF on tues. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to bed &amp;amp; I'm gonna see 'monster' tmr. (:(: (: (: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5812015126034486054?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5812015126034486054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5812015126034486054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5812015126034486054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5812015126034486054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/gotten-ipp-allowance-spent-bomb-on.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-4562062693766563501</id><published>2008-09-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:27:33.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thought of returning to Chippy to work brings back memories of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-4562062693766563501?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4562062693766563501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=4562062693766563501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4562062693766563501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/4562062693766563501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-of-returning-to-chippy-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-2643781298223560690</id><published>2008-09-27T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:57:51.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attachment is good. I'm going back to fried mars bar place to work. I go to church everyweek. I meet different kakis everyweek. I see pretty colleagues everyday. I feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-2643781298223560690?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2643781298223560690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=2643781298223560690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2643781298223560690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/2643781298223560690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/attachment-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8684075260623976538</id><published>2008-09-20T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:15:12.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work, work, work.&lt;br /&gt;I've a new project on hand to work on, above the daily tasks i have to do at attachment.&lt;br /&gt;So, no more reading Archie digest during working time. I suppose I'm gonna get real busy at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days has been awesome. Gym, meeting up with people, celebrating mooncake festival (although it's long over), played with lantarns, burning anything and everything we could find, supper at Eastcoast Lagoon, catching midnight shows &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good over in Singapore, I hope yours is great over in Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z, i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8684075260623976538?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8684075260623976538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8684075260623976538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8684075260623976538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8684075260623976538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-work-work.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7478781652912468794</id><published>2008-09-09T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:34:48.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cause love is blind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7478781652912468794?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7478781652912468794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7478781652912468794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7478781652912468794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7478781652912468794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/cause-love-is-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-7337477893642515621</id><published>2008-09-09T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:53:14.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th week into IPP starting tomor. SEVEN more weeks. I can't wait for school to start cause i miss people like crap. Church in the morning, it's amazing how i can wake up for service when i slept super late. Tuition was crap, as usual. Met hornyOng, miss the lil one like nutz. Visited Honeyb at her workplace, srsly miss her too. Movie, food, shopping w Bran. We bought gay bags tgt. Cheapppp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOEY LEE, i hope you are doing good over in Shanghai, its been 2 weeks already. I'd call you sometime soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-7337477893642515621?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7337477893642515621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=7337477893642515621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7337477893642515621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/7337477893642515621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/4th-week-into-ipp-starting-tomor.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-8226559516197563102</id><published>2008-09-09T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:16:41.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>I need new tuition assignments OR not a part time job probably in a sports apparel shop. If not i'm heading back to Chippy. Which is the last thought on my mind. It's freaking late now and i'm really tired but that dumbbum is not home to give me a miss call yet. I want to talk to her but Im really sleepy. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-8226559516197563102?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8226559516197563102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=8226559516197563102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8226559516197563102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/8226559516197563102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5590643837595219897</id><published>2008-09-09T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:02:19.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She got lost in her thoughts, her emotions went through roller coaster rides. She gave you her last, &amp;amp; now, waiting was all she could do. At least, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5590643837595219897?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5590643837595219897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5590643837595219897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5590643837595219897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5590643837595219897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/she-got-lost-in-her-thoughts-she-let.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044238969852772911.post-5286997444208391571</id><published>2008-09-09T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:55:33.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After 32789915 years, i am using back blogger cause China blocked all sorts of sites cept' for this. The week has been good, cept' for the stupid nose. 3 more days t the weekend, I am becoming an ass lately. I still prefer Wordpress. Heck, I'm sticking to both accounts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from IPP. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6044238969852772911-5286997444208391571?l=kickmyshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5286997444208391571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6044238969852772911&amp;postID=5286997444208391571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5286997444208391571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6044238969852772911/posts/default/5286997444208391571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickmyshoes.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-32789915-years-i-am-using-back.html' title=''/><author><name>J.koh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03437111400074642140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S5gCOvFT1IM/SN-5BvKdhnI/AAAAAAAABEE/FGZhuBg5sVI/S220/DSC05885.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
