<?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-11133147</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:27:21.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that girl.</title><subtitle type='html'>a life less ordinary.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-114433512044318235</id><published>2006-04-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:52:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hectic hectic</title><content type='html'>funny, i claim that this day was hectic but i still find the time to write in my little blog-y. oh well. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a total of 5 thingies to do today. i'm not complaining though. in general, today was cool. *wink*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - i went to the house of one of my friends and i ate the most DIVINE pancakes i've ever had the privilege of consuming. i swear, it was YUMMY. (understatement of the century)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - off to glorietta mall with me. did a few errands and... hehe... shopped. guilty as charged daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - to another friends house. i spent like, what? 5 hours there? not sure. we did what we do best. "chill". *wink*wink* haha! rarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - drove to yet another mall (shangrila) and watched "Ice Age 2" with my friends. we also had time to bond and catch up on some things. i sooooooo miss you guys :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - i am not being evil as i say this. i am just being 100% &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honest. &lt;/span&gt;at 8pm, me and 2 other friends went to the LAME-est party i've ever had to endure. (clue: the name of the party rhymes with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;microwave&lt;/span&gt;) i wasted P150 and just got back 2 f-ing bottles of beer. (again, NOT BEING MEAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaay.. now i am sitting in front of my computer and i just got a txt message. watever. i'm sleepy. i think i'll sleep now. night-night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-114433512044318235?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/114433512044318235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=114433512044318235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114433512044318235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114433512044318235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/04/hectic-hectic.html' title='hectic hectic'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-114407366879527945</id><published>2006-04-03T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:14:28.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected sadness</title><content type='html'>you know how it is when, one second you're oh so very happy and you feel that absolutely NOTHING can ruin your good vibe and suddenly, here comes an unexpected SOMETHING that drags down your entire aura?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd see this day. i didn't know i'd react this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny, i never really valued you that much, but now that you're out of my grasp, i miss you so much. i never realized how much you REALLY meant to me. or how much what could have been meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave me many of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;firsts &lt;/span&gt;and i'm glad it was you whom i shared those with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it. i don't even know what i'm supposed to feel. what i'm supposed to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sent my heart soaring once. took me up and showed me things beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, care to do it again? i swear, i'll try harder this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-114407366879527945?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/114407366879527945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=114407366879527945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114407366879527945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114407366879527945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/04/unexpected-sadness.html' title='unexpected sadness'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-114369910597709618</id><published>2006-03-30T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:11:45.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer '06</title><content type='html'>i hope this summer lives up to my very high expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, it's going quite well save for those dull moments that are, frankly, unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyet.. i need an f-ing job.... how does a girl get some cash around here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-114369910597709618?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/114369910597709618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=114369910597709618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114369910597709618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114369910597709618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-06.html' title='summer &apos;06'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-114155218711015401</id><published>2006-03-05T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:49:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;random thoughts that are, in essence, entwined with one another:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;after saying that you'd fight for me, in the end, it's you that made me cry.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;i realized something about myself and i don't like it.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;how could you do that? didn't you know that i'd fall?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;i fall too fast.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;oh God, make it stop.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;i hate you and i love you.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;i don't know what to think anymore. what is it, really?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-114155218711015401?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/114155218711015401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=114155218711015401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114155218711015401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114155218711015401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/03/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-114085235437316990</id><published>2006-02-25T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:16:01.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell once again.</title><content type='html'>bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i attended the closing ceremonies of the korean exchange program that lasted a week. i really was not supposed to come because i was not a foster sister. but at the last second i was asked to sing, and for that, i will forever be thankful. &lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kajima agi...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-114085235437316990?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/114085235437316990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=114085235437316990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114085235437316990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/114085235437316990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell-once-again.html' title='farewell once again.'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113993366276346111</id><published>2006-02-15T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:18:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy valentine's day!! i feel so loved and in love!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is such a magical feeling. it actually comes when you least expect it and especially when you most need it. God has a way of delaying things until the opportune moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny when i see people all around me during valentine's and they're so depressed JUST because they don't have a boyfriend or whatever. you don't need anyone else to complete you. that's why God brings in other people to get you through. they may not be your "special someone" but they are most definitely SPECIAL individuals in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this valentine's i am just so grateful because i was shown so much love. it's truly wonderful to have someone who loves you. and it's the miniscule things that actually make me smile the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't hate me because i am in love with this day and with life. hate yourself for hating someone on this day. remove the hate guys. for once, let's stop and spread the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-113993366276346111?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113993366276346111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113993366276346111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113993366276346111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113993366276346111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/02/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113984391933589569</id><published>2006-02-13T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:18:39.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T KNOCK THEM OUT</title><content type='html'>http://www.petitiononline.com/0poverty/petition.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys... PLEASE go here to sign a petition.  (actually it's more of a promise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's for a really good cause. help me out here, will ya? thnx :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't knock them out" --&gt;regarding knocking  THEM (meaning the poor kids who lean on your  car window) away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, DON'T KNOCK THEM OUT. see what you  can do to REALLY help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;if you repost this, i will love you forever!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. to berns: love ya love ya love ya! thnx dear &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-113984391933589569?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113984391933589569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113984391933589569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113984391933589569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113984391933589569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-knock-them-out.html' title='DON&apos;T KNOCK THEM OUT'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113931433738200388</id><published>2006-02-07T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:31:09.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in those eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i sat quietly in those hard wooden chairs staring at the piece of paper that was slowly falling from my grip. i just realized how cold it was in the church. for an instant, i couldn't even breathe. i gave into a shiver as i started to look back. there was no mistake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those were his eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how could i ever forget them, and the haunting that they always seemed to carry? oh, those eyes. why now do they return, and why does it seem that we both can't stop? i wonder, does he know it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cruel trick of fate&lt;/span&gt; is this that i must fall under his spell again? i try to convince myself to stop. i know that it's not him. i know that it never was and it will never be him again. why do you torment me with the memory of you? why must you sit there and why must my eyes always find its way to yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i curse those eyes now. again, i cannot sleep without thinking. i am lost once more. drowning in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope that should not be&lt;/span&gt;. stay away. i don't want to remember again. or do i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;damn those eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-113931433738200388?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113931433738200388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113931433738200388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113931433738200388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113931433738200388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-those-eyes.html' title='in those eyes.'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113559821207270495</id><published>2005-12-26T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:20:34.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KING KONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;omy.. i am truly in LOVE with this lovely movie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what those damn critics think. in my book, it totally rocks my socks! yea yea yea, i guess it was a tad bit too long but who cares? every second of it was pure brilliance. peter jackson did it again! oh, the man is a GENIUS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ALL HAIL!! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the very edge of my seat watching the "king kong vs. t-rex" scenes and i was being oh so mushy in mr. brody and ms. watts' intense scenes of l'amour including this particularly intimate one... (curse you Naomi Watts!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/spritzer_08/06c95f9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/spritzer_08/06c95f9b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally crushing!! adrien brody is so hot to me! i don't know why... haha! raaaarr... i know, i know. i'm sooooo weird. haha! i can't stop crushing man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already seen this movie twice but i want to watch it again!! maybe i'll buy the dvd. or maybe someone will be lovely enough to lend it to me(?) any takers? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADRIEN!! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-113559821207270495?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113559821207270495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113559821207270495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113559821207270495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113559821207270495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/12/king-kong.html' title='KING KONG'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113544595455085787</id><published>2005-12-25T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:39:14.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>realizations.</title><content type='html'>today is Christmas and i just came from the midnight mass in Sanctuario de San Antonio. I joined the choir and at that moment i realized just how much i missed classical singing. i dunno.. i'm even considering going back to my original operatic singing teacher.. i just get so jealous when i hear about all the new projects that they're doing with the classical group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i wanna sing again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-113544595455085787?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113544595455085787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113544595455085787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113544595455085787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113544595455085787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/12/realizations.html' title='realizations.'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-113534587767972352</id><published>2005-12-23T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:54:27.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a blog??</title><content type='html'>omy.. i totally forgot that i had one of these blog thingys.. well, since i'm at home with absolutely nothing to do i might as well update this thing ei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. it's been soooooooooooooo long.. haha! anyway.. the last time i wrote something in this thing i was freakishly joyful and, quite frankly, nothing has changed. i'm still quite cheery and glad to be here. i think i'm probably biased since im just judging myself based on what i'm feeling at this moment. if you want to know a bit more about what's been happening in the past few months, go to my multiply site. the URL is http://christineallado.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i'm just so darn happy right now! i mean, ITS CHRISTMAS!! can't you feel it? can you believe that God was actually here on this earth before? it's just so amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's important that you remember that JESUS is the reason for the season. happy CHRISTmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i had so many pleasant surprises. well, just when i woke up, i checked my e-mail and i saw that one of my friends who recently just moved back to Czech sent me a message after such a long time. well to Marek and all my other friends abroad, I MISS YOU ALL SOOOOOOO MUCH!! TASHA I LOVE YOU!! i will miss you with all my heart!! DON'T DARE FORGET US! oh, and to all those who are about to move away like rach, sophie, tita jing, ibs and john, DON'T LEAVE ME!! stay here! haha! you never know, you might just see me inside your lovely samsonite bags during take-off. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to the pleasant surprises bit. I had a "catching-up" session with a couple of old friends like cash, jaime, george, angelo, jad and baby havey, in a party that we threw. it was such fun! i ended up going to bed at around 5am and i actually woke up at 9am. shocking, isn't it? well, guys, see you on new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note of "catching-up with old friends", i met up with another kinda old friend last monday, ibsy, and we watched king kong (which he paid for. my thanks again to you.) and killed time in Glorietta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other pleasant surprises from yesterday... well, i went to my friend's house for our play practice and you could just imagine how that went. loads of fun as always and we accomplished a lot. (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's getting kind of late and i still haven't bathed. so... there.&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/11133147-113534587767972352?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/113534587767972352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=113534587767972352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113534587767972352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/113534587767972352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-have-blog.html' title='i have a blog??'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111451513483042165</id><published>2005-04-26T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:32:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still quite thankful for thee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;April 24, 2005... a promise is a promise and both He and myself kept our's... He gave me exactly what i asked for and exactly what i needed... no more, no less... i can't say that i'm a bit disappointed but then, perhaps a little more could have been said, but i suppose if it is what must happen, well, i can't do anything about it... don't get me wrong, life is fine, i guess i just expected a wee bit more..anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111451513483042165?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111451513483042165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111451513483042165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111451513483042165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111451513483042165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/04/still-quite-thankful-for-thee.html' title='still quite thankful for thee...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111451483544026593</id><published>2005-04-26T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:27:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am thankful for thee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;April 17, 2005... its one of those days where you just couldn't ask for more you know? it's like everything just turned out perfectly, and i man PERFECTLY... i can't rally say but i'm just so glad that He gave me a chance to have just one day of pure bliss... it's really just amazing how one day can fill weeks with joy, just amazing... i already totally miss him... it can't be helped... words cannot describe what he is... he is the epitomy of the perfect person, and i'm not just saying that... really. perfect.. you just couldn't ask for more... i'm not gonna be like one of the people i know... i'm not gonna ramble on and on and on and be like a total h**o**i** okay... that's just not right ya know? but im just gonna stop now cause i am on cloud 9 with this... i can't help it!! i'm gonna have to say this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111451483544026593?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111451483544026593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111451483544026593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111451483544026593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111451483544026593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-thankful-for-thee.html' title='i am thankful for thee..'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111201731537978950</id><published>2005-03-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T21:41:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody butterflies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh my bloody hell!! i was attacked by a swarm of bloody butterflies!! it was so gross!! i absolutely HATE butterflies!! i was in Laguna because of a song i had to do... and it was done outdoors, that was why it was EXTRA gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was how it was... before i was gonna perform, they had this ceremony where they freed like 50 butterflies!! i was panicking but i had to go on... and then i did, and it was absolute mayhem... i kept on flinching and making small screams while trying to sing... it was terrible... so bloddy unprofessional... damn. i really really suck... i hate those bloody butterflies... CURSE YOU DAMN BUTTERFLIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111201731537978950?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111201731537978950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111201731537978950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111201731537978950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111201731537978950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/bloody-butterflies.html' title='bloody butterflies!!'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111140852033523573</id><published>2005-03-21T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:47:25.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so bloody excited!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;this summer is gonna be fun... i can sooooooo feel it!! im doing so many things actually... trumpets, volleyball, belly dancing and ballroom dancing!! thats definetely enough to keep any girl busy!! haha. but you know, its so sad that im not gonna do any of these things with my school mates... well, i guess i could just make new friends!! that's always fun!! yipee!! haha. its also irritating that i wasn't able to get the schedule for trumpets with teacher melanie... cause i already know her and she knows what i can do so i can get nicer parts for the play... damn. that really sucks... i REALLY want to make the most of trumpets so that next year i can join the summer stock and eventually join the company... hahaha!! i SOOOO wish!! i really really really want to!! oh well, just try my best i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;aside from learning stuff, i gues we're gonna be travelling a bit... i really dont want to actually, but i guess it can't be avoided... damn. like i said, i just wanna concentrate on learning... i don't wanna get fat by staying with my dad... he feeds me loads of food!! being tempted is, im afraid, inevitable... damn. haha. of course i can't complain because the food is just delicious... hahaha. im really really really gonna try to stay slim this summer... no more pizzas for me!! hahaha. PLEASE GOD HELP ME!!! hahaha.&lt;/span&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/11133147-111140852033523573?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111140852033523573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111140852033523573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111140852033523573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111140852033523573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-so-bloody-excited.html' title='i&apos;m so bloody excited!!'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111112632333675396</id><published>2005-03-18T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:29:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing in particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i LOVE micheal buble!! his voice is divine... have you heard his new song? Quando, quando, quando? its so good!! i am so in love with his voice... hahaha!! God.. im bored and i have absolutely nothing to say. haha. ok.. here's something, i didn't go to regine's party... i was really sick. really. i have pneumonia.. (forgive the wrong spelling.) and it's pretty serious mind you. haha. but i'm not really complaining... it aint that bad. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;DAMN!! SUMMER IS HERE!! IT REALLY IS!! IM SO BLOODY EXCITED!! YIPEE!! i never thought this day would come!! i'm so thankful!!finally rid of all things school-ish.. hahaha.. watever!! wonder what i'm gonna do today? well,, like the title of this entry,nothing in particular. lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111112632333675396?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111112632333675396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111112632333675396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111112632333675396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111112632333675396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/nothing-in-particular.html' title='nothing in particular'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111078576336953670</id><published>2005-03-14T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:48:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down - two to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;one day down... well, it wasn't as hard as i thought, the exams i mean. haha. science was really really really easy but the vocabulary in english was so frickin... RAAR!! why do they have to make it like that!? i already know the damn answer but i have to worry about finding it in the word puzzle.. in the words of Celine - super na-duling ako doon!! hahaha.. well.. i guess that really isn't so bad since we're gonna be given plus 6 on account of our speech choir.. hahaha!! overall, im glad that i made it through the first day ALIVE!! (ang drama ba? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;outback jack is so frickin cute!! HOT!! HOT!! HOT!! raAr!! haha... o, and speaking of hot.. i saw Ewan McGregor in the tonight show with Jay Leno last last night.. he was soooooooooooooooooo cute... and he had such a cool outfit!! that black leather jacket rocked!!! raAr!! gimme summa that!! hahaha... this is a cool pic of the said hottie.. watever. hahaha. so i have a crush. bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 139px; height: 250px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/spritzer_08/ewan.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111078576336953670?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111078576336953670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111078576336953670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111078576336953670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111078576336953670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/one-down-two-to-go.html' title='one down - two to go'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111054710598907833</id><published>2005-03-11T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:50:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa... it's here and i don't even feel it!! haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DUDE!! i can't believe that in 3 days, i will be taking my last exams as a high school freshman!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But more importantly, in a total of FIVE days I WILL BE FRICKIN FREE!! FREE FROM WORK!! FREE FROM MEAN OL' TEACHERS!! FREE FROM SLEEPLESS NIGHTS!! AND FREE FROM... well.. SCHOOL!! CAN YOU FEEL IT!? yea!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*breaks into song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;summer is here!! summer is here!! tralalalalalalala!! summer!! ohohoh!! summer!! SUMMER IS HERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*bow* hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't wait!! my barkada will go on a roadtrip this summer!! BORA!! BORA!! HERE WE COME!! hahaha.. well, at least i hope so... if it dosen't work out, we'll just get a couple of hotel rooms.. haha!! it'll still be fun right? YEAH!! as long as we're all together!! lets partaaaay!! YEAH!! hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/11133147-111054710598907833?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111054710598907833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111054710598907833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111054710598907833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111054710598907833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/whoa-its-here-and-i-dont-even-feel-it.html' title='whoa... it&apos;s here and i don&apos;t even feel it!! haha'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111037009124914864</id><published>2005-03-09T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:51:30.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish not to inflict pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pitiful creature of hate... what miserable fate has life brought upon you? cursed... forever cursed... not knowing love, even if it stares you in the face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"those who know not what lies within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them, have no right to pass judgement on others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if YOU are reading this, i hope you understand that my purpose of writing is not to inflict pain upon you, but rather to lessen it. dear, i do not want to judge you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to help you too (just like what you want.. if it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;true) because neither of us are perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; believe it or not, you have your faults too; but despite this.. i still find the strength to love you. because that is what friends do. they don't call each other names behind their backs (you know what i am talking about), they don't call each other stupid (even if they really are). they help each other. they accept things that cannot be changed and change those which can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know that i am hurt that you have once again been so judgemental; but take note: i am not at all angry. i love you. i really do. i love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of you. because wether i like it or not, you are, and will always be, a part of my life. and i am willing to accept whatever challenges this friendship has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that you don't think of me as pathetic because i am willing to share my feelings. i want this torment between all of us to end. i don't want this to be the end of our bond. i really don't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*note... this isn't addersed 2 just 1 person...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/11133147-111037009124914864?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111037009124914864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111037009124914864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111037009124914864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111037009124914864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wish-not-to-inflict-pain_09.html' title='i wish not to inflict pain'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111028178257653550</id><published>2005-03-08T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:55:54.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dedicate this to my barkada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is to show how much i love my barkada.. "due parei".. i LOVE you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE TOP 10 REASONS WHY BEING IN MY BARKADA ROCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Because we're all multi-talented so doin school works are easy!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because we have 10 members which makes us an even number which makes it easy to divide into partners..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Because we all have a good sense of humor and MOST of us are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; funny.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Because some of us are officers and we can control stuff and people!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Because we are all intelectually inclined and we always have intelligent conversations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Because we all LOVE GOD OUR FATHER!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AMEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Because we're all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty &lt;/span&gt;cultured and we're into music, plays and stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Because we're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOISY&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL!!&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Because we LOVE to eat!! Especially YAKISOBA!! yumyum!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. BECAUSE WE'RE ALL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;!! AND WE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRICKIN&lt;/span&gt; LOVE EACH OTHER!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*group hug!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;awwww... wasn't that nice?? haha.. i think i'll get back to work now.. i have so much to do dammit!! haha.. so i'll end here. mwah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/11133147-111028178257653550?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111028178257653550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111028178257653550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111028178257653550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111028178257653550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-dedicate-this-to-my-barkada.html' title='i dedicate this to my barkada...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-111008112399740090</id><published>2005-03-06T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:57:30.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awwww...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haaay.. this day sucks big time!! (Sunday, March 6) i know i'm so super babaw.. hahaha.. but this was the only thing i was looking forward to for today.. i really really really wanted to see him because i'm not gonna see him next week (its inevitable)... now i lost my inspiration for the next few weeks... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! i can't take it... haaaay.. that's life i guess.. it must go on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;have you noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; that i haven't posted much in the past few days? well,, you know how it is.. busy busy as a bee.. haha.. though today sucks.. yesterday was a blast!! i had UBER fun!! hahaha.. first i went to valle to do our MOCK trial thingy.. i was there at 9am but the rest came at around 10am-11am.. (thnx guys.. haha) it was okay i guess.. but i don't think we're gonna do as well as i hoped. after that,, we went to galle (me, kassy, and celine) we went shopping for around 3 hrs.. (i wanted to buy this tube dress, but i didn't have enough cash.. haay) then we met up with everyone else and headed for crissa's place.. GOSH!! we were so vain!! haha!! its great being a girl!! everyone was so pretty and SEXY!! hahaha.. we even wore make-up.. hahaha.. so.. after that.. we went to eastwood.. had pictures taken.. really cool.. but complicated!! haha.. don't ask me why.. mia's party was soooooooo FUN!! as in SUPER!! hahaha.. kimmy fell though!! i love you kimmy!! awww.. mushy.. hahaha.. i think she really got hurt. so anyway.. we played lots of party games and it was so COOL!! i miss being a kid too lia!! haha.. after the party.. we went to the arcade and played!! haha.. I BEAT YOU KARLA AND JULIENNE!! BEAT THAT!! hahaha.. (first time?) i got a cuppa to keep me going.. haha (now, i'm so frickin broke.. damn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;___________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;so.. thats pretty much it.. i still wanna see him.. i dunno how i'm gonna stay happy for this week.. hahaha.. nah.. i got my friends and my barkada!! i LOVE you guys so much!! i really do!! i don't know what i'd do without you guys.. i LOVE you i LOVE you i LOVE you.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-111008112399740090?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/111008112399740090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=111008112399740090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111008112399740090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/111008112399740090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/awwww.html' title='awwww...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110982284265465827</id><published>2005-03-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:39:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"can't you use your brain?!?" -liane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;hahaha.. kimmy!! sorry ha.. i don't know the meaning e.. hahaha.. wla lng.. so.. today is celine's birthday.. HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I LOVE YOU CELINE!! hahaha.. today was such a cool day!! i had so much fun! AND I'M SO HAPPY!! hahaha.. i don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooooooo LOVE my barkada!! i really really do!! hahaha.. superdeeduper!! hahaha.. haaaay.. and you know, ther's only one thing that i LOVE more than my barkada... and that's _ _ _ _.. haaay.. (celine, you know that na.. haha) missing you!! hahaha.. SUPERDEEDUPER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey crissa!! wazzup? she's ryt here.. and so are liane, kimmy, ira, lia, renee, etc!! we're so many!! hahaha.. swear.. the multi is swarming with freshmen sixers!! haha.. cooLness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited for saturday!! DISNEY PRINCESS!! hahaha.. and after that, we're gonna PARTAAAY in eastwood!! i LOVE you celine!! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. what subject do we have left..? hmm.. oh yea.. history and science.. yehey!! we're gonna practice for the mock trial today!! fun fun fun!! cooLie!! ang saya saya!! haha.. i really LOVE this day!! and i LOVE this life.. thanx GOD!! i owe you SOOOO much!! mwah!! haha..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang happy ko noh? i can't help it!! life is so bloody beautiful!! in the words of Jim Carey: B-E-Autiful... *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110982284265465827?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110982284265465827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110982284265465827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110982284265465827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110982284265465827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/cant-you-use-your-brain-liane.html' title='&quot;can&apos;t you use your brain?!?&quot; -liane'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110973804268643190</id><published>2005-03-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:42:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sad and boring day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;damn.. today is so frickin slow... ahhhhh!!!! ang boring... actually.. i'm starting to get pissed by this one person.. but i don't understand why i'm getting irritated!! it's one of those things that you just can't explain you know? and if i told anyone, and i mean ANYONE about this feeling.. they'd get mad at ME!! don't ask why.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, i am again at the multimedia center.. sneaking of some food.. haha.. (its not allowed in here) and lia is again beside me fixing someone's blog.. haha.. (DO MINE!! joke!!) and she wont tell me where she got her blog skin!! hahaha.. WATEVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss him.. no.. i miss what it felt like.. you know what i mean? the feeling that came with having someone... i can't explain it!! i just don't know anymore.. but i know that.. haaay.. i don't wanna get mushy.. i'll just stop right here if that's alright.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm, trying to figure out how to do photoshop.. call me stupid, i dont care.. I DONT KNOW HOW TO USE IT!! hahaha.. teach me how? watever. (sungit ba?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thats it for now i guess.. later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110973804268643190?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110973804268643190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110973804268643190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110973804268643190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110973804268643190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/sad-and-boring-day.html' title='a sad and boring day...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110964912915922472</id><published>2005-03-01T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:59:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi lia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;apparently.. this is still the same day.. hahaha.. i just wanted to acknowledge the fact that i am, at the moment, inside the multimedia center.. haha.. SHARING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lia is ryt now beside me whiLe i am copying someone else's homework.. (THANKS CRISSA!! MIGUI LOVES YOU! hahaha) wla lng.. anyway.. back to work :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110964912915922472?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110964912915922472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110964912915922472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110964912915922472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110964912915922472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-lia.html' title='hi lia..'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110964875087024678</id><published>2005-03-01T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:59:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march is really gonna be a great month?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no.. that question mark was not a typo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess in a way i can feel that this month is a BIT better than last month..but.. the evil spirit of febuary still had a bit more to give...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;did you know that we had korean visitors here in school? Did you know that we were the "guides"? haha.. anyway.. sister agana said that we were being "TOO CLOSE" to them and that we were being "agressive".. uhmm.. i didnt think so and neither did anyone else.. not even the Koreans themselves... but sister.. being the way that she is.. had to create an issue.. SHE ACCUSED US OF BEING SLUTS!! does that sound like a NUN to you!? i didnt think so... for your information, im not a slut and neither are the other girls who were "guides"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*note* we were all reprimanded, not just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway.. there.. and you know what my PERSONAL punishment is? the one that she is assigning ONLY TO ME?? i am not allowed to join plays and stuff anymore!! does that sound fair to you? i mean, whats the connection of that to the KOREANS!? you know.. because of her, i regreted ever being chosen to become their "guides".. because of her.. i am now mad at someone who dosen't deserve to be hated.. this isnt right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she breaks hearts, dreams, friendships.. WHAT ELSE DO YOU BLODDY WANT!?!? damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay.. now to the BRIGHTER side of the day..(if there is one..) ITS MAMA MIA'S BIRTHDAY!!! i LOVE you mama!! hahaha.. and im still so ver happy because of feb 27.. (for more info.. read previous entries..) haaay.. i am so lucky talaga.. life is sooooooooooo good because of that.. the thought itself is the only thing keeping me going right now... i LOVE this!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*no hints here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110964875087024678?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110964875087024678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110964875087024678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110964875087024678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110964875087024678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/03/march-is-really-gonna-be-great-month.html' title='march is really gonna be a great month?'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110959091414909684</id><published>2005-02-28T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:47:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im sorry for all those people who hate me... im sorry for those i've REALLY hurt and for the others who are obviously just CLAIMING it.. well.. watever.. but overall, im sooooo sorry... please understand my mood swings.. and dont expect too much from me naman cause i'm only human.. i'm not perfect and no one is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110959091414909684?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110959091414909684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110959091414909684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110959091414909684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110959091414909684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-hate-myself.html' title='i hate myself...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110957787872459597</id><published>2005-02-28T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:00:59.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is most beautiful when we have each other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;GOSH!! im soooooooo happy!! GOD IS SOOOOOOO GOOD TO ME!! i couldnt have asked for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my wish! i prayed so hard and i got my wish... i will never forget the day.. Febuary 27, 2005, 7:00pm in Forbes Park, Makati... the best day of my life!! i feel like i still wanna live!! life is good.. yeah yeah!! so beautiful!! haaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna jump around and sing... im sorry if your getting irritated by my entry here.. BUT IM JUST SO FRICKIN HAPPY!!! o my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lia stop lookin.. i'm getting concious.. hahaha.. im here in the multi with her again.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. thats all for now.. haaay.. im so happy talaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so in love with that boy!! raAr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110957787872459597?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110957787872459597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110957787872459597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110957787872459597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110957787872459597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-is-most-beautiful-when-we-have.html' title='life is most beautiful when we have each other...'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133147.post-110957592034298733</id><published>2005-02-28T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:03:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kim is so frickin noisy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;MY GOSH!! ang ingay ingay ni kimmy!! pinaguusapan niya ngayon...porn!!! gosh!! ginugulo pa ako!! i hate you kimmy!! raAr.. joke lang!! *huuuug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang joLogs!! may game ang FBI and kimmy is playing.. ang corny!! ang laki tlga ng pwet ni kim hahaha!! watever dude!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi lia!! (fyi,, katabi ko cya ngayon.. hahaha) hmmm... wla na ako masabi.. hahaha.. un lng!! visit my blog agen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this is my first time to post anything in my new blog!! haha!! its kinda fun and i just might continue this little thing.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133147-110957592034298733?l=cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/feeds/110957592034298733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133147&amp;postID=110957592034298733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110957592034298733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133147/posts/default/110957592034298733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cristeenyweeny08.blogspot.com/2005/02/kim-is-so-frickin-noisy.html' title='kim is so frickin noisy!!'/><author><name>c h r i s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444939996844108081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/74/02/19302047/23369875927862l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
