right¹. so i’m fucked² off. why? just because. (don't ask.) for those who don't know me, i'm Kim, and for those of you who do, i have finally (yes finally!) given my page a new look. and i don't give a shit if you don't like it. i plan on leaving a lot more up to your filthy little imaginations, and i don't plan on blabbing on too much about me. anyways...moving on...

how it is: at the moment (it’s 4:43pm on the 19^th of june 2001) i'm obviously female, living in wellington, half-way through the second year a four year degree in design, and no not fashion design you moron. just plain, old, design, so hopefully i might be able to get a job in advertising or graphic design, i'm not to sure at the moment, which is understandable because i'm only nineteen.

i am single, and happy, well not completely happy, i would like to have someone special in my life, but then again i can't have everything. if you're normal³ and you want to talk, then email me, sign my guest book, see if i'm on icq⁴ (well i don't have a computer in welly, so i don't use icq anymore.) do something, because otherwise how else are you going to know if i'm really that cool a person? then again, i am a bitch to get a hold of, because i don't have a computer in wellington, i only use it when i come to taupo⁵ in the holidays.

yeah righto, that's it buster. 

disclaimer: i am not, repeat I AM NOT, a christian, or believe in any religion of any kind, not that i have anything against those somewhat weak-minded individuals that choose such a choice, just as long as they don't go preaching to me, (it's kind of funny really, because a few of my good friends are quite heavily religious - but i have taught them not to push it on me, they know better.) i just love pulp fiction...enough said.

1. sorry, i'm going with the ‘non-punctuation’ look. i'm not lazy, and i'm not dumb.

2. sorry, i swear a lot. and not because i'm dumb. (i made this page didn't i? and you haven't noticed any spelling mistakes have you?)

3. normal meaning not a creepy guy looking for something you're not going to find here.

4. fifty-four ninety-one five hundred and six and if you're from egypt, forget it.

5. this being my hometown, i wasn't born here but i may as well have been. but wellington is my home now, at least for the next four years, because due to my parents kicking me out of my room and giving me a closet to sleep in when I come a visiting, i don't consider it ‘home’ anymore…aren't parents just great like that? thanks mum and dad…