<?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-5339866903635166623</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:31:03.838+08:00</updated><category term='holiday season :)'/><category term='conclusions from the fall.'/><title type='text'>kristinaah :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7785162619244311674</id><published>2009-03-17T21:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:01:13.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIST</title><summary type='text'>So oh happy.I woke up this morning feeling a little 'bit nervous. I tried to picture out myself seeing my name in the list and it felt good for me. The moment i thought about how it would all end up, hopeful in my case, I was having wishful thinking. I was letting all these things go for just this one leap of faith.. I tried to remember carefully how my dreams would come true in one second, how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7785162619244311674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7785162619244311674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7785162619244311674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7785162619244311674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7785162619244311674' title='LIST'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/Sb-q7eT7u2I/AAAAAAAAADs/NOBg2W5G6E8/s72-c/1_635619407l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8498356930978382795</id><published>2009-03-15T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:32:21.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting.. [LIFE SUPPORT]</title><summary type='text'>Noticed time lately? Yes. I have done everything that i should do, i have gone through series of events that are more likely important and ofcourse, worth remembering. And a part two YES, I am waiting. Well time wasn't so slow and i wasn't so fast. The 4th quarter got me offguard because i was enjoying life at it's peak since the year started. The most awaited month for me is March. Yes, it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8498356930978382795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8498356930978382795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8498356930978382795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8498356930978382795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8498356930978382795' title='Waiting.. [LIFE SUPPORT]'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8375102079638142334</id><published>2009-01-02T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:42:50.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight lines. yes, i like it. so shut up. HAHA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8375102079638142334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8375102079638142334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8375102079638142334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8375102079638142334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8375102079638142334' title='twilight lines. yes, i like it. so shut up. HAHA'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8394989493995717320</id><published>2009-01-02T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:28:25.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>? Ha Ha ü</title><summary type='text'>Yes, its 2009! Fast, huh? I was so busy rolling my good times with loved-ones that i forgot to post a blog last January 1. Im Sorry, HiHiHi :) HAPPY NEW YEAAAAR! My break turned out well.. Parties, Never-ending celebrations, Unlimited FOOD, and again.. Partiiiees! Ahahaha ü it was soo fuuunn! and i got used to sleeping late like about 4 am. This is not good because Hell, School's gonna start next</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8394989493995717320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8394989493995717320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8394989493995717320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8394989493995717320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8394989493995717320' title='? Ha Ha ü'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-850591330048445855</id><published>2008-12-25T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:13:59.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY XMAS :)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/850591330048445855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=850591330048445855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/850591330048445855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/850591330048445855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#850591330048445855' title='MERRY XMAS :)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8675196720175549527</id><published>2008-12-21T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:43:43.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR OH FOUR DAYS TO GO</title><summary type='text'>Sunday night, not just so bright, i slept the whole night for i was very tired. (hahaha, rythm baaby!)well, anyhoo, this week was soo not a blast for me. I was dissapointed with my last school dance AGAIN. God, the playlist was disgusting.. old songs like Family Affair, Gasolina and etc. were played. it was plain awful. We went @ UC after and there, it felt like dancing, real one atleast! Almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8675196720175549527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8675196720175549527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8675196720175549527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8675196720175549527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8675196720175549527' title='FOUR OH FOUR DAYS TO GO'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8275153902181811068</id><published>2008-12-14T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:24:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway.</title><summary type='text'>How many months have passed by the way? It was nevertheless worth it. I was building bridges in the middle of the year, i made a lot of unforgettable memories with the help of my friends. FOUR months. Four effin months and we're off to go. I cannot really imagine going to college. Im sure im going to miss highschool. We've passed the road halfway, we've watched minutes turn into hours and hours..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8275153902181811068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8275153902181811068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8275153902181811068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8275153902181811068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8275153902181811068' title='halfway.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5727799914689268473</id><published>2008-11-22T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:26:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>btw.</title><summary type='text'>STRESSFUL LIFE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5727799914689268473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5727799914689268473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5727799914689268473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5727799914689268473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5727799914689268473' title='btw.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7548352651904643129</id><published>2008-08-17T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:33:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more merry making baby.</title><summary type='text'>The week's almost done. I had lots of fun though even if yesterday was a 'bit tedious. :) i just slept for about 3 hours or so and God, it makes me feel like the world's turning full circle. I am soo tired but everything seems to be worth it at this point of time.. except for the dissappointment that i felt for my last Campus Pop. It was sooo Boring. People were not soo game about dancing and the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7548352651904643129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7548352651904643129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7548352651904643129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7548352651904643129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7548352651904643129' title='no more merry making baby.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2569572320023079785</id><published>2008-08-09T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:48:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yes.</title><summary type='text'>whats fun this upcoming two weeks in a row? fiesta, campus pop, UC, college, party, birthday &amp;&amp; ooh, a whole lot of surprises! the Physics exam yesterday almost led me to nervous breakdown dude but good thing, it didn't. it just halfed-almost-did. Okay, whatever. yesterday was AUGUST 8 2008. hell yeah, i had lots of fuuun. but that morning, i thought everything was screwed up. First &amp;&amp; foremost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2569572320023079785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2569572320023079785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2569572320023079785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2569572320023079785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2569572320023079785' title='oh yes.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-714089429341954321</id><published>2008-08-02T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:41:49.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE GONE.</title><summary type='text'>damn girl, there aint no turning back. im worried sick about my grades, the upcoming exams and the fiesta too! but most especialy, im going mad about how to spend my birthday. weeks from now, its the 20th and i still dont have any idea on how to celebrate it. :/projects are draining me lately.. i haven't got enough sleep. i'm even feverish! what the heck. "relax dude. everythings gonna be fiine."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/714089429341954321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=714089429341954321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/714089429341954321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/714089429341954321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#714089429341954321' title='GONE GONE.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-4821661237693886373</id><published>2008-08-02T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:28:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something's wrong.</title><summary type='text'>my Gosh. what happened? my blog won't open &amp;&amp; it says in every warning that the operation is aborted. :( er ner. i'll work this out !FOR NOW, THIS WILL BE MY TEMPLATE. MY BLOG'S CRITICALLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION. -- tin GONE MAADDDDD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4821661237693886373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=4821661237693886373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4821661237693886373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4821661237693886373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4821661237693886373' title='something&apos;s wrong.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-3375260774577250493</id><published>2008-07-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:01:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my reverie.</title><summary type='text'>When we truly loved someone, we give our best and let that person see the pureness of our intention. But sometimes, that person makes us cry and hurts us for the wrong reason. That someone must have loved us, but he has not loved us enough to make him stand for what he truly felt. Now, we are faced with the seemingly impossible task of forgetting. We have burdened ourselves long enough, but we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3375260774577250493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=3375260774577250493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3375260774577250493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3375260774577250493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3375260774577250493' title='my reverie.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5382687319271424308</id><published>2008-06-14T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:04:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a week had already passed, school's been pressuring me lately. things are getting harder and harder, but yeah ironically, i friggin' survived! but the next week would be twice as hard as i expect it to be, and it's bothering me. but hey, MAYBE i can do this. hahaha , it's still the first week of school but im already soo tired. this really is what SENIOR YEAR is all about, but i know that there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5382687319271424308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5382687319271424308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5382687319271424308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5382687319271424308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5382687319271424308' title=''/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6260629859161151194</id><published>2008-06-10T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:28:41.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST DAY.</title><summary type='text'>soo. if your asking how my first day turned out, it went well. :)kani lang. tinatamad na ako. tag ulan kasi, sarap matulog ulit. haha!WTH.GM nalang diay ni, kuno. hahahahaha! samoka ko oy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6260629859161151194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6260629859161151194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6260629859161151194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6260629859161151194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6260629859161151194' title='FIRST DAY.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6985302821054186044</id><published>2008-06-08T19:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:37:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SUMMER.</title><summary type='text'>i can't quite possibly think how summer had started and now, it's taking it's stroll to end. This summer for me was really the best summer i ever had, a lot had occured and i've been through a lot of needles. But fortunately, i survived. there were soo many things that i have learned.. so many things that i will always remember.. all because of this SUMMER. I enjoyed all the hang-outs i had with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6985302821054186044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6985302821054186044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6985302821054186044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6985302821054186044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6985302821054186044' title='MY SUMMER.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2015049950361676558</id><published>2008-06-05T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:41:45.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something fishy.</title><summary type='text'>ooops. i found out something today. Thanks To Jennifer Michelle Elio, "The Slut". hahahahahahaha! kidding. much much lalove. ♥wish ko. "sana nakaligo ako sa ulan. too bad." =(sarap pa naman maligo. HUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU.enough drama.teehee :D guess what? i'm happy! because .. uhhh... wait... loading..thats a secret! HAHAHA. oh snap.this entry is a trash. but who cares? i want to pose it. hihi :)iiiiii</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2015049950361676558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2015049950361676558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2015049950361676558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2015049950361676558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2015049950361676558' title='something fishy.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6723121394263283842</id><published>2008-06-04T13:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:42:40.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and yeah, it rained.</title><summary type='text'>i started my day by walking. yeah, walking. walking. walking. it was what I've been forced to do. I jammed my way down the street with my Geppy, my household helper since i was a kid.. or shall i say before i was born. She was the one who took care of us three. ( incase i haven't muttered yet, i have two brothers. im the youngest &amp;&amp; im the only girl. UINICA HIJA, it is. ) well. uhh. there's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6723121394263283842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6723121394263283842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6723121394263283842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6723121394263283842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6723121394263283842' title='and yeah, it rained.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8985442721378054683</id><published>2008-06-02T00:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:32.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break the unbreakable.</title><summary type='text'>UC is LOVE baby, last night was a blast. ((: keks. daming keks. HAHAHAHHA.more photos sa friendster ko. =]]"i got hypnotized"k to the e to the n to the j- i-e. ♥ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8985442721378054683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8985442721378054683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8985442721378054683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8985442721378054683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8985442721378054683' title='break the unbreakable.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SELQRovelAI/AAAAAAAAABg/A-hgwLZbvCo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6546489240072935441</id><published>2008-05-30T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:09:59.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a crappy thought !</title><summary type='text'>well. i could have guessed.. t'was a momentum. i saw the girl. and for God's sake, i couldn't bare to stare at her even for a second. when i see her face, all i wanna think about is how they betrayed me in the most unexpected time. well, i've learned my lesson. LESSON LEARNED. &amp; no matter how i try to repeat this thing up, i already knew what was supposed to happen. very well indeed, planned and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6546489240072935441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6546489240072935441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6546489240072935441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6546489240072935441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6546489240072935441' title='what a crappy thought !'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-3446268597568116121</id><published>2008-05-30T14:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:39:06.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>know more, know more :))</title><summary type='text'>1. Do you call anyone 'babe'?babe? yeah . :)2. What was your first thing thought when youlooked in the mirror this morning?"god. what happened to my hair?" LOL.3. Do you believe there's always roomin your heart for your first love?uhm. yeah, i just don't know if it's still burning ..4. Have you ever worn the oppositesex's underwear?you have got to be kidding me. hell no. haha!5. Where is the next</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3446268597568116121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=3446268597568116121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3446268597568116121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3446268597568116121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#3446268597568116121' title='know more, know more :))'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8773075273556660602</id><published>2008-05-29T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:35:32.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something good enough.</title><summary type='text'>what happened today? oh, you dont want to know. ive become bedridden (not really, just for the foolish term itself) .. i could have been at the mall with my cousin and friends but too bad, my parents didn't allow me to. for these "valid" reasons::i need to rest.my teeth may/might swell.i might get sick.well well. valid, huh? yeah maybe. but that's the reason why i got stucked here in the house. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8773075273556660602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8773075273556660602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8773075273556660602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8773075273556660602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8773075273556660602' title='something good enough.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-4602512281938231170</id><published>2008-05-29T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:16:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before i put myself to sleep.</title><summary type='text'>i have no plans yet, of sleeping. maybe i can't even close my eyes. i have a lot of things in my mind.. they sort of distracted me.. causing me to be fully awake at this moment. you know when a certain time comes that you really wanna let go and forget, then all of a sudden things around you seems to be soo much nostalgic.heck, maybe i was really stupid. i regret everything i did. i wish i never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4602512281938231170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=4602512281938231170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4602512281938231170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4602512281938231170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4602512281938231170' title='before i put myself to sleep.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8881935164821904812</id><published>2008-05-28T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:56:32.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start the blogg whatever. =PP</title><summary type='text'>today, i went to my dearest dentist. &amp;&amp; hell yes, nabunutan ako. it hurts! haha! but atleast i managed. its badly bleeding right now .. bloody hell. all i can taste is blood even if i eat. speaking of *FOOD? yeah, i dropped those hard biting ones and luckily, my dentist recommended ICECREAM! weeeeee. its good for my toothache too.. for it to be numb. :) soo. whats the fuzz? i ate lots !! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8881935164821904812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8881935164821904812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8881935164821904812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8881935164821904812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8881935164821904812' title='start the blogg whatever. =PP'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5580517691617398197</id><published>2008-05-26T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:43:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my thoughts.</title><summary type='text'>im now bored. yeah, bored and tired. i just did my daily routine, goofing around this city with my friend via. its fun being with a friend who understands you a lot. actually, every single detail about me is already filed up in her brain too. what can i say about us? well. here's the thing. we're experiencing the same thing. but we just have a different sitaution. might as well say that she had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5580517691617398197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5580517691617398197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5580517691617398197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5580517691617398197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5580517691617398197' title='in my thoughts.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8886426111624075576</id><published>2008-05-25T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:38:11.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long forgotten.</title><summary type='text'>its insane, and i dont want to think about it. how the hell was i suppose to know? it's this feeling.. creeping up inside me like a venom.. affecting every inch of me like a disease that will soon make me mentally retarded. yeah, weird huh? i feel like this every single day.. fighting the urge to think about what already happened in the past and trying to move along without those memories around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8886426111624075576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8886426111624075576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8886426111624075576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8886426111624075576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8886426111624075576' title='long forgotten.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6224769667448191242</id><published>2008-05-07T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:27:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of the end.</title><summary type='text'>well well well. as far as i can conclude, i've been through a lot of experiences lately. here's a common way of saying that life just doesn't end here. i've tasted all kinds of hell, from all the patches that ive been trying to burn and to pick up. this summer will remain incomparable. lately, i have been indulging myself with hanging out with different kinds of people, meeting new ones and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6224769667448191242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6224769667448191242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6224769667448191242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6224769667448191242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6224769667448191242' title='the beginning of the end.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6732351337947980295</id><published>2008-03-23T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:06:28.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's summmeeerr.</title><summary type='text'>hell yeah . summer's here ! done with exams and done with school stuufff. i wonder what's up in store for me? hmm , i've been busy these past days, i just got back from butuan, and *WHEW* ! it was sooooo wearisome, but we managed and i enjoyed ! yiheeeeeeh , (:i'll just holla you back, MWA.- - kristinaaah &lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6732351337947980295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6732351337947980295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6732351337947980295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6732351337947980295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6732351337947980295' title='here&apos;s summmeeerr.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2249222350721062232</id><published>2008-02-23T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:25:06.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proooom . &lt;3333 [done with procrastination. *winxxx.]</title><summary type='text'>hell yeah, i really had fuuunnnnn . t'was sooo funnnn, HAHA. im insanely overjoyed. but via is more overjoyed than me. LOL . hahaha. flashes from here and there , oh gahd. vanity fair, totally. after the prom, we went at blugre and chilled there for awhile. i spent time with him too , and yeah i was soo happy. ÜÜ we slept at about 5 am in Mandaya Hotel and there, we rested and stuffffff . like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2249222350721062232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2249222350721062232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2249222350721062232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2249222350721062232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2249222350721062232' title='proooom . &lt;3333 [done with procrastination. *winxxx.]'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6555564446810001554</id><published>2008-02-14T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:54:09.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts day! :')</title><summary type='text'>today? oh , what a chocolate day! haha. today was soo fun fun, lots of gifts and stuff, and im soo glad. :) it's already 12:00. and later on, ill be off for bed. sooo bye for now! MWA.- - kristinaaaah.lazyasss:P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6555564446810001554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6555564446810001554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6555564446810001554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6555564446810001554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6555564446810001554' title='hearts day! :&apos;)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-3436082724057650129</id><published>2008-02-10T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:00:18.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am ..</title><summary type='text'>BORED. "yeah , like totally you know whatever." [got this tagline frm my whore friend, JAERON.] nyaha. :D i was like hanging around .. just out of nowhere. so instead of letting boredom get in through me, i looked for QUOTES which seem to be interesting. i think . hahaha.“We do not succeed in changing things according to our desire, but gradually our desire changes. The situation that we hoped to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3436082724057650129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=3436082724057650129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3436082724057650129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3436082724057650129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3436082724057650129' title='i am ..'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7022533549409638132</id><published>2008-02-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:56:30.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mousiiee year :D</title><summary type='text'>february seven, yeah. KUNG HEI FAT CHOI! happy chinese new year. Ü hope this year would be lucky for all of us. and to think that its the rat's turn! soo get all yer mousyy in the house, they'll be giving you more GOOD luck. :)polka dots and red outfits here i come! hahaha. *paranoia status*. and ofcourse, TIKOY. haha! ye ryt. sounds exciting. :D- - kristinaaah :) &lt;33</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7022533549409638132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7022533549409638132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7022533549409638132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7022533549409638132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7022533549409638132' title='mousiiee year :D'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5760418424088406265</id><published>2008-02-05T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T19:52:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the rampage :)</title><summary type='text'>when was my last post?? oh God, ive been busy these past few weeks that's why i havent updated my BLOG. yea well. school's been wearisome. and the juniors and seniors are like soo freaking out today because some were given two promdates and stuff. thats why everyone just misunderstood everything. im thankful enough that i have only one! YEAH! :) sorry for others who got two.. such predicament .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5760418424088406265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5760418424088406265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5760418424088406265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5760418424088406265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5760418424088406265' title='back in the rampage :)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5233008537939272557</id><published>2008-01-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:10:42.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today?</title><summary type='text'>i enjoyed a lot today. GONZAGA had another bonding moment, because of jem's bday give away. [libre] yeii. haha. we ate at KFC and oh ghad, you'll hate what im going to say.. theres a cockroach at via's meal and all of us freaked out, especially via ofcourse. stupid management! errg. so i tell you, their gravy is DIRTY! it contains small insects and the like. eew, cockroach. yuck. via was like, so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5233008537939272557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5233008537939272557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5233008537939272557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5233008537939272557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5233008537939272557' title='today?'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-4422779762254088191</id><published>2008-01-19T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:33.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom sickness? no.</title><summary type='text'>i already planned my prom dress, it's kinda similar with this one. i like the theme to be black and red. :)) oh gahd, im not really excited. i just want to be prepared for this occasion. teehee . :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4422779762254088191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=4422779762254088191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4422779762254088191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4422779762254088191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4422779762254088191' title='prom sickness? no.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/R5HHMbyxHEI/AAAAAAAAABI/rxGrwYvrVrc/s72-c/Prom_Dress_by_jdm77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7801815819530203712</id><published>2008-01-16T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:10:59.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems made out of boredom. ÜÜ</title><summary type='text'>today in school, i was so bored and i was totally drained. the part that was only exciting about today was the promdate hunting of the fourthyears. [i have no problem with it, i already have one anyway.] LOL. so out of boredom, i made these poems. shoxx. hahaha."COMMEMORATiON, MY SUNSET "the light rays shimmering,it's vibrant colors protruding.then reflects a gloomy zone,a view that keeps me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7801815819530203712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7801815819530203712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7801815819530203712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7801815819530203712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7801815819530203712' title='poems made out of boredom. ÜÜ'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2096914217413363558</id><published>2008-01-12T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:58:02.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for one day.</title><summary type='text'>today. i woke up at about 63o A.M, and prepared myself for School. The PACTPOIS exam was a'bit replenishing. yeah, like so damn brain-racking! imagine, there were 274 items to be done only in FORTY-FIVE MINUTES!! are they driving us insane?? hahaha. that was so challenging, i merely lost all my energy just for that PACTPOIS test. good thing it wasn't that hard because all you need to do is shade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2096914217413363558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2096914217413363558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2096914217413363558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2096914217413363558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2096914217413363558' title='so much for one day.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5383563939230123537</id><published>2008-01-09T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:01:49.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite songs from one tree hill.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5383563939230123537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5383563939230123537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5383563939230123537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5383563939230123537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5383563939230123537' title='my favorite songs from one tree hill.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-3320191772296824425</id><published>2008-01-09T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:42:40.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the fuss all about?</title><summary type='text'>there's really nothing fishy here. i just missed my blogsite. awwwww. hahaha. im a 'bit busy with schoolworks right now, but i always find time to check my sites. a lot happened this week, i mean this week isn't over yet but it started with a big slap on my face yesterday. oh i never wanted to say it at all. gahd. that was like sooo embarrasing. but i learned something from it. hahaha. [its the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3320191772296824425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=3320191772296824425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3320191772296824425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/3320191772296824425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3320191772296824425' title='what&apos;s the fuss all about?'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7661207372562129031</id><published>2008-01-02T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T18:23:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL? darn it.</title><summary type='text'>tomorrow, were back to school again and i hate it. i mean, not really hate because i missed my friends a lot but SCHOOL SUCKS. everyone agrees with that, unless for the geeks. [yikes!] our school is hecka stupid. imagine, tomorrow is THURSDAY, what a weird day to start school for january. how ridiculous. errg. i still dont want to go back to schoolworks! i just wanna sleep all day and be a couch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7661207372562129031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7661207372562129031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7661207372562129031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7661207372562129031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7661207372562129031' title='SCHOOL? darn it.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-147690231739582169</id><published>2008-01-01T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:33.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not soo important post.</title><summary type='text'>i just woke up, you get the thought of it, my eyes ache and im so tired. i already slept at 5am this morning. and oh, severe head ache came my way just now. well. today's a new day, a new day for 2008. and i just feel soo damned at the thought of leaving 2007. hell with this brain i have, totally knocked out. we went at my relatives' house earlier. we had lunch there. my cousin and i had another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/147690231739582169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=147690231739582169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/147690231739582169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/147690231739582169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#147690231739582169' title='not soo important post.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/R3oza7yxHDI/AAAAAAAAABA/kbxLM2Rf6wE/s72-c/_007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8747947727105378775</id><published>2007-12-31T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:15:56.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year has yet to come. Ü</title><summary type='text'>oh just stop me. im soo like being deaf right now because of my brother's business, "the picolo business" which aims to give a blastful BANG! i think my eardrums aren't working anymore due to the loud explosion. but instead of blabbering, let me just greet you folks a happy new year! yes, a new year. but old memories won't be replaced by new ones. well, maybe they will be but for me, the years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8747947727105378775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8747947727105378775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8747947727105378775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8747947727105378775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8747947727105378775' title='a new year has yet to come. Ü'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-5617265182646756287</id><published>2007-12-30T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T17:45:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one tree hill, i LOOVE!</title><summary type='text'>im so excited for january! the fifth season of one tree hill is going to be shown and i just can't wait! oh gahd, it will be so fun because they already have 3 kids! one from hayley and nathan, one from the mother of Lucas and from Brooke. GOSH! here's the fifth season promo. ÜÜTHE QUOTES i LOVE &lt;33Nathan ScottWhen I fell to the floor tonight, I was so scared, I was so terrified. Then I saw you, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5617265182646756287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=5617265182646756287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5617265182646756287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/5617265182646756287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5617265182646756287' title='one tree hill, i LOOVE!'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8158847944028972080</id><published>2007-12-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year has passed.</title><summary type='text'>today is DECEMBER 27, 2007. what can i say about this day? last year, with this same day, i was with someone. ONE THiNG i KNOW WAS THAT HE WAS THE PERSON i COULD EVER SEE THAT MOMENT. WE WERE WATCHiNG THE SKY..CRY. the rain, my pluvial bliss. oh how i love to hear the drops of rain as it splashes through the ground. such a splendid dusk. i was standing. he was wet. how i wish i could freeze this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8158847944028972080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8158847944028972080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8158847944028972080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8158847944028972080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8158847944028972080' title='a year has passed.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/R3MpNryxHCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qSOcyEB7UXg/s72-c/_27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2631396104752793865</id><published>2007-12-27T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:33.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pool party. [inna's cribb]</title><summary type='text'>yesterday was amazing. Ü i really had fun with friends. we spent time at inna's crib, the boys went swimming. only the girls were left watching them swim as they play in the pool. HAHA. and oh, vanity fair. yea. like this one. [[only girls.]] boys were busy swimming so we took twist and turns from being rockety-prep to being camwhores! HAHAHA. we watched "center stage" and "you got served". we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2631396104752793865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2631396104752793865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2631396104752793865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2631396104752793865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2631396104752793865' title='pool party. [inna&apos;s cribb]'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/R3McMbyxHBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tmE8rgLQFkg/s72-c/Picture+1863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-8854950109964019256</id><published>2007-12-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T16:49:33.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LYRiCS, FAVE :)</title><summary type='text'>"Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent. Just dont let me fall asleep Feeling empty again Cause I fear I might break And I fear I cant take it Some night I'll lie awake Feeling empty I can feel the pressure its getting closer now We're better off without you I can feel the pressure its getting closer now We're better off without you Now that I'm losing hope And theres nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8854950109964019256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=8854950109964019256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8854950109964019256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/8854950109964019256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8854950109964019256' title='LYRiCS, FAVE :)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7034215079799233950</id><published>2007-12-24T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:11:52.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>habba jollly xmas sweeties! :x</title><summary type='text'>12.24.o7! yeah, christmas finally came! whooo. MERRY MERRY CHRiSTMAS!! **  HUGGAKiSSES. **were busy right now, preparing for the noche buena later. i am soo excited! weeee. SANTA! ALL i WANT FOR CHRiSTMAS iS .. [SECRET! HAHAHA] - - tin , UBERLY EXTREME EXCITEEEEED. Ü</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7034215079799233950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7034215079799233950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7034215079799233950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7034215079799233950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7034215079799233950' title='habba jollly xmas sweeties! :x'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee195/ariesjen/Christmas/th_happy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-4781458426686352698</id><published>2007-12-23T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:17:59.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>highblood retained.</title><summary type='text'>oh goodness, i am soo pissed off right now. there's this girl that i encountered earlier at chimes. oh gad, forgive me but im really using cursed words to her. the first thing that she did was loook at me. for me, its totally fine if a stranger just looks at me. there's nothing wrong with it. BUT. she continued to stare at me and i was like , "what is wrong with you??" . AND CORRECTION, not only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4781458426686352698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=4781458426686352698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4781458426686352698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4781458426686352698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4781458426686352698' title='highblood retained.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2842350459541350835</id><published>2007-12-22T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T06:59:34.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOH madness :)</title><summary type='text'>pooh, oh pooh. why are you drving me insane?haha. actually, i received 6 pooh stuffed toys. amazing! i really love it! hahaha. thanks to my beloved friends who really knows what makes me SMiLE! yipee.- - t i n</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2842350459541350835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2842350459541350835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2842350459541350835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2842350459541350835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2842350459541350835' title='POOH madness :)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/R249g7yxG9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/o08oFKx82eg/s72-c/_51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-2796014417583417661</id><published>2007-12-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:13:29.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday season :)'/><title type='text'>great party. great gifts. [POOH]</title><summary type='text'>its already 10:20 in my clock . i went home at about 9:40.  gawd am soo tired. my energ is soo drained, but atleast its all worth it! Ü i enjoyed the party today and ofcourse, the reunion! i was soo glad too because i received a lot of gifts from friends! yeah! :D *big grin* . but i got tired of carrying them because  they were soo friggin heavy! thanks to my bodyguards "dan" and "jash". [LOL]. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/2796014417583417661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=2796014417583417661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2796014417583417661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/2796014417583417661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2796014417583417661' title='great party. great gifts. [POOH]'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-4148329820328889281</id><published>2007-12-20T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T21:14:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry giving baby :)</title><summary type='text'>just finished wrapping the gifts and oh trust me, its soo soo tedious to hop mall by mall just to find for the perfect gift and not only finding for the perfect one, its checking for the person you are giving too if its perfectly fit. darn it, yea well . i enjoyed the mall hopping. the bad thing is, my feet is like aching due to "over walk" . hahaha. LOL. but i really had fun. t'was like bonding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4148329820328889281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=4148329820328889281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4148329820328889281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/4148329820328889281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4148329820328889281' title='merry giving baby :)'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6008044544903814511</id><published>2007-12-19T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:01:23.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant wait!</title><summary type='text'>oh gahd. im so so hapee. i mean, exams arent over yet. BUT im so excited! weee. LOL. there are two tests tomorrow, and 6 are down. i cant wait for friday and on the 26th! oh yeh. im so like looking forward to PARTY. you heard me right, i am so excited for the PARTIES! haha. LOL. i just wanna be free from these friggin' books and sheets of papers. they just give me a HEADACHE! erg. well anyway. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6008044544903814511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6008044544903814511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6008044544903814511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6008044544903814511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6008044544903814511' title='cant wait!'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g165/angelicalopez28/photography/th_party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-7148694407523302390</id><published>2007-10-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:13:14.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jaded.</title><summary type='text'>sigh. this is LIFE. life to the fullest, i think. all around, i see people breaking because of problems. problems that seem to suck in the bone until it'll make you feel weak. there's so much i want to happen. so much of LUCK. but here comes reality that seem to struck me right infront of my eyes. i have so many problems. my father and my mom don't seem to get along. i don't know what happened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7148694407523302390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=7148694407523302390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7148694407523302390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/7148694407523302390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7148694407523302390' title='jaded.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339866903635166623.post-6526199362406488070</id><published>2007-10-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:10:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conclusions from the fall.'/><title type='text'>still.</title><summary type='text'>the midnight stars arent shining that much, i stared blankly up above. i wondered. what's the problem behind? i cannot answer my own question. many words boggling inside my head, distracting me from serenity. how come it's too COLD? too cold for me to handle it. to cold for me to say STOP. stop at the midst of love and trust. i cannot hold on much longer. i have to accept the fact. THE MERE FACT.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6526199362406488070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339866903635166623&amp;postID=6526199362406488070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6526199362406488070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339866903635166623/posts/default/6526199362406488070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristinaaah.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6526199362406488070' title='still.'/><author><name>T i N</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ReLf5IQCzEY/SJRgAg7pQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/pwIsrVmA788/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
