<?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-7737915</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:28:22.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in your stars.</title><subtitle type='html'>Woot. A new blogspot. How lonely is that? 

I'm turning into a very techie-savvy Kim. What?!?
I even surfed the internet to learn how to make my own website.I have been deciding whether what "blogger" I should use, I am so done with Live Journal. Oh joy, instead of probleming over where to go and what to do, I spend time thinking what to download and where to type. Oh word.

I'm tired. I'm out.
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109164627894004778</id><published>2004-08-04T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T12:05:27.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There.</title><content type='html'>I can't help but think how life would be when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Will Gio have time for me?( Or would he spend time with me) Now that he has experienced life without me, physically?&lt;br /&gt;- Have I changed?&lt;br /&gt;- Has my friends changed?&lt;br /&gt;- Has everyone moved on with their lives while there I would be trying to relive the past-- from the time I left? ( I have a major issue with this one.)&lt;br /&gt;- Would I be jealous of the changes ? Or would I be scared?&lt;br /&gt;- OR, would I be ready to accept these changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am almost THERE, I now feel scared. What if I'm not the Kim they expect me to still be? What if I have changed without me knowing it. Would they still love me? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109164627894004778?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109164627894004778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109164627894004778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109164627894004778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109164627894004778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/08/almost-there.html' title='Almost There.'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109133477885388504</id><published>2004-07-31T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T21:32:58.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRE-DEMETRE</title><content type='html'>I'm about to work for this restaurant called Demetre. I am quite excited about it since it would be a really new thing for me... and I really don't mind working now since I have a moth left prior to my EL Grande vacation. I can't wait for Vegas anymore..it's within me already.Haha! Adding to the excitement of my trip is the fact that I'm homeward bound right after. Life is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a very beautiful one. Went downtown with some friends..window shopping..almost got ourselves tattooed. I was in Square One more than 5 times this week. And me and my mom bought 40 tops all in all in 2 hours of shopping. How fabulous is that? I love Sales. I love clothes. I love, love , love, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO it's back to the real world again. The world of working. It's not that I have to though, I just choose to. Where else in the world can you earn a thousand bucks in one month? I need the extra money to atleast enjoy my Vegas Vacation more.  I was given 4 hours, 6 days a week. Deep inside me I wanna work for 8 hours. More money baby. But then again, I don't think I'd see daylight anymore if I work that hard. Or so I say. I'm just too tamad. Yet, greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying Canada now. I can't believe it's this beautiful &lt;em&gt;pala.&lt;/em&gt; Tomorrow, I'm going to the Carabana Festival. A celbration of the Jamaican culture festival kind-of-thing. People from around the world go to Toronto just to check it out. In my world, it's just a subway away. In that note,I have to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I have to sleep now. God's day tomorrow...  Bon nuit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109133477885388504?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109133477885388504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109133477885388504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109133477885388504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109133477885388504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/07/pre-demetre.html' title='PRE-DEMETRE'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109094557877175695</id><published>2004-07-27T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T09:30:39.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>IT has arrived. Me and my mom have been waiting for this since forever. My permanent residency card! Only God knows how we worked so hard for that. As I look back when we first got here, and all the problems we had to go through just to obtain it, I cannot beleieve it's finally in our hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had to get a health card &lt;br /&gt;- Had to get an S.I.N. &lt;br /&gt;- Had to stay here for 4 months before even applying and waiting for another 2-3 months &lt;br /&gt;- Had to get atleast work experience &lt;br /&gt;- Had to get a lawyer &lt;br /&gt;- We were given 2-4 mos. to wait, but you see, God was the worker here, He gave it to us&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; before&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the second month was up. &lt;em&gt;("With Me, everything is POSSIBLE")&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so easy when I just list it here, but it was harder than you think. But now it's done. ANd I'm closer now to the thought of home. THANK YOU LORD, this is YOUR WORK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109094557877175695?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109094557877175695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109094557877175695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109094557877175695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109094557877175695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/07/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109080886248318366</id><published>2004-07-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T19:55:51.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha! Can I just say that after I posted my "froggy" experience, all the ads I've been getting here in blogspot are all about frogs?? ( Now that I mentioned more of the "F" words, I'm sure I'm going to get more and more frog-ads! FROG FROG FROG!!!! Bring it on! Hah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109080886248318366?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109080886248318366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109080886248318366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109080886248318366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109080886248318366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/07/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109079113047332825</id><published>2004-07-25T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T14:34:25.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He said, She said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gio_teodoro:&lt;/span&gt;baby i love u so much e&amp;nbsp; and i know u do so much, im sorry for hurting u lyk this&amp;nbsp; i feel so gulo..i think il just be going to the states na lng..i should have done this na before pa..para d ka na nadamay..im sorry so sorry..all i wanted lng naman was to work hard, earn and save not for me but for US. i guess it didnt work out the way i want it to..i didnt handle it the way it should have been handled&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gio_teodoro:&lt;/span&gt; i feel so guilty&amp;nbsp;for making u feel like that&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gio_teodoro:&lt;/span&gt; but swear to GOD baby i love you so much,ur the only girl who will love me like the way you do&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gio_teodoro:&lt;/span&gt; im sorry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gio_teodoro:&lt;/span&gt; im so palpak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kiM:&lt;/span&gt; Prove it, then we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch? No. I have given my all and I guess I forgot to save some for myself. I&amp;nbsp;am so fed up. I need more than these to ease this pain I'm feeling. Shut up and show me. Please?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109079113047332825?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109079113047332825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109079113047332825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109079113047332825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109079113047332825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/07/he-said-she-said.html' title='He said, She said'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7737915.post-109078940655398445</id><published>2004-07-25T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:47:07.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kokak, Ribbit, Werk Werk</title><content type='html'>Yep, we girls were frogs today. Ugly, depressed, fat, catatonic, suicidal and Pms-ing frogs.&amp;nbsp; Or so we think.&amp;nbsp;It is so easy to find something bad about yourself, most especially when you're in your twenties (You are suddenly&amp;nbsp;positive that &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; aren't baby fats no more.) And yes, it's scarier now to be single or suddenly single. You feel like the ugliest frog in the muddiest swamp, trying to find someone to kiss the ugliness that is you. The fairy tale of us being the princesses looking for our frog prince suddenly takes a 360 turn. We become the frogs, looking for our prince. What has come of us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog #1:"The dirtier the better. the uglier the better.... perhaps, i would be the grossest frog alive. and that would make me stand out from the rest of the frogs." &lt;br /&gt;Frog #2:"Magpapakamatay ako if naging frog ako tapos i was a skinny frog...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;Frog #3:"Frogs aren't slimy...(Pause) i guess it was just chooky then, chooky wasn't slimy" &lt;br /&gt;Frog #2:" Who the hell is Chooky??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog&amp;nbsp;#1 is very blessed with the arts, a beautiful face and a charming aura. &lt;br /&gt;Frog&amp;nbsp;#2 is very much loved, be it family, boyfriend and friends. &lt;br /&gt;Frog #3 has a golden voice, a to- die- for bod and a personality that light up any given room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see any of those frogs around, please give them a big slap. Wake up you frogs, get yourselves out of that hollow block and surprise someone. &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7737915-109078940655398445?l=suddenly-iam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/feeds/109078940655398445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7737915&amp;postID=109078940655398445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109078940655398445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7737915/posts/default/109078940655398445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suddenly-iam.blogspot.com/2004/07/kokak-ribbit-werk-werk.html' title='Kokak, Ribbit, Werk Werk'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03400936589940964920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
