<?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-17286234</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:14:57.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions of a confused teen...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-2267910230077637092</id><published>2007-12-31T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:06:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicted to Mr. ML</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R3j2EQoKCiQAACjKU2M1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.kkrriisstamin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R3j2EQoKCiQAACjKU2M1/225_2254.JPG?et=3UQn%2Bq6uqPtOJ5omUvl%2CYg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;meet mr. ML.. uhhmm i'm not really addicted to you. its just that a lot of things happen when you're around. lost of crazy memories and stuffs to talk about. in the 2008 starbucks planner, it said that that &lt;STRONG&gt;Life happens over coffee&lt;/STRONG&gt;. ahhmm.. i say it happens over yosi.. hehehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;si&lt;/FONT&gt;garil&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;yo&lt;/FONT&gt; in tagalog.. the slang version is YOSI.. see, i do listen to my teacher's discussions.. hehehe&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;confessing everything up. yes, i smoke. for years smoking has always been socially because i hang out with people who smoke. so i dont smoke around people who do not smoke. thats why some people were surprised when they knew i was smoking.  i smoke because &lt;EM&gt;they &lt;/EM&gt;smoke. i smoke because i can't resist not smoking when i smell &lt;EM&gt;the smoke.&lt;/EM&gt; in other words, i smoke because of the smoke! medyo malabo yata yun, pero i think you get what i mean.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;on our magulo rooftop.. my sweet escape where i have deep shitty thoughts.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R3j1bgoKCiQAABWITu41"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.kkrriisstamin.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R3j1bgoKCiQAABWITu41/225_2249.JPG?et=JAme2%2CjX%2B%2BKqvfFYbV28rg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;it just became worst this year. most of the time, i find myself giving in to the urge of smoking. sometimes i just smoke by myself. just a few days ago, i drove up to the beach alone just to smoke. i know, it may sound so loser-ish.. but i want to smoke! the hell with the company. but its always better smoking with someone.. a lot of shitty conversations happen over smoking. thoughts, dreams and lots of wishes.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;things got bad when i started having heart palpitations. then i found out that i shouldn't be smoking because it could cause heart complications from the hormonal pills i'm taking [for the sexually active youths, yes. i know what you're thinking]. i've been taking hormonal pills since May with the goal of getting a regular period and cure my hormonal imbalance. my ob gyne prescribed it too me. i didnt know that i shouldn't be smoking. being the irresponsible girl that i am, i just read the med leaflet 2weeks ago [thats like 7 months late]. SMOKING COULD CAUSE HEART ATTACK when i smoke during the duration i was taking pills. great. just great. that answers the heart palpitations.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i always tell people i'm with that i'm gonna die everytime i puff my next cigarette. exagerrating but it ironically it scares me. so now, i get heart palpiations even if i dont smoke. yesh. now that sucks.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;its december 31! i promised i'm gonna start the year right. i have two sticks of Marlboro lights in my bag, my last two sticks. &lt;STRONG&gt;then i swear i wont buy packs of cigarettes already. and i won't smoke this hard again. this is just so bad.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;smoking can be down right addicting. it got me. i'm not proud i gave in. i just love the shitty talks from people closest to you when you smoke with them. fun memories. fun talks. crazy company. but, i guess there are alot of other ways to have fun memories and crazy company than smoking. this is gonna be so hard.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;cheers to 2008! happy new year people! wish me luck! bye =)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-2267910230077637092?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/2267910230077637092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=2267910230077637092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2267910230077637092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2267910230077637092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/12/addicted-to-mr-ml.html' title='addicted to Mr. ML'/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-2549364839742301349</id><published>2007-07-28T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:16:22.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;spell love..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RqqmCmkedBI/AAAAAAAAACg/YQj2TmUR8tI/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092064892339254290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RqqmCmkedBI/AAAAAAAAACg/YQj2TmUR8tI/s200/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;L_VE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-2549364839742301349?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/2549364839742301349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=2549364839742301349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2549364839742301349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2549364839742301349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/07/spell-love.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RqqmCmkedBI/AAAAAAAAACg/YQj2TmUR8tI/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-985940715303188206</id><published>2007-07-10T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:06:55.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;just want to say thanks to the people who took a couple of minutes of their time off their busy life to greet me happy birthday. it was really sweet to receive birthday greetings in every possible way like text, call, email [yahoo, friendster, multiply], off line messages [ym], comments [friendster], snail mail [yes, snail mail], and personally greeting me. it was a nice feeling to wake up with messages flooding my inbox and a couple of missed calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna thank Feo, my prince, Karla, Jet and Paolo for being the icings on my makeshift cake. You guys made my day extra extra special..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feo- Thanks for being my John Mayer for my birthday. That was really sweeet. Was it really you who was strumming and singing or did John did all of it..? hahaha =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prince- "Don't be sad, I'm always here for you".. thanks.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karla- I can't believe you remember me when you're eating sneakers, not just when you see drunk people puking. hahaha! that made me laugh. i can't believe that i became such a big influence in your life even if most of it are bad hahahaha =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jet- "tambuk ng braso mo!" hahahaha nice bday comment =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paolo - Between you and an Ipod Video? I'd rather not have an ipod video and bond with you during Christmas and other holidays, than have the filthy damn white thing and not seeing you for years.. =x i hope you change your mind and stay in the Philippines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who texted and tried calling me during midnight, i wanna say i'm sorry. I was really sleepy and I switched my phone to silent mode so that i could have a sound sleep on the eve of my birthday. hahaha.. thanks.. =D it means a loooootttt to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my past days and nights have been really really good. From reliving my clubbing nights, to buying my 2nd to the last pair of havaianas, to spending it the people i really really really miss being with. i feel so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe its back to reality. back to school.. hope something keeps me motivated to study. i miss my lola so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao.. wishing everybody a great year ahead.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/?action=view&amp;current=100_7060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=100_7060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-985940715303188206?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/985940715303188206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=985940715303188206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/985940715303188206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/985940715303188206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-want-to-say-thanks-to-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-810569803234758486</id><published>2007-06-29T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:06:21.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i stutter too much.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;way too much..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just blew it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just lost my chance to go to china =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this made me cry:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dats ok. if its 4 u, dey will ask you 2 go 2 china. love u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-810569803234758486?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/810569803234758486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=810569803234758486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/810569803234758486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/810569803234758486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-stutter-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-4269066531428365648</id><published>2007-06-21T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:30:51.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school officially started. i hate it. i just wish i would sleep and eat the entire day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thesis.. labor.. thesis.. labor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm missing this/him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh* i'm too lazy to blog.. haha!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-4269066531428365648?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/4269066531428365648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=4269066531428365648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4269066531428365648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4269066531428365648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/argh-school-officially-started.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-4156707862831003988</id><published>2007-06-11T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:12:59.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wapak! a classic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lS2BpORASX0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-4156707862831003988?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/4156707862831003988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=4156707862831003988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4156707862831003988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4156707862831003988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/wapak-classic.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-1857392942653459379</id><published>2007-06-08T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:55:08.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was going to stuffs this afternoon. i came across notebooks i kept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i read it, kinilig, umiyak, ngumiti, at kung anu-ano pa yung naramdaman ko. ang cute pala. minahal pala kita ng sobra. a huge smile unconciously painted on the canvas of my sad face. kakatuwa. everything seemed perfect, and yah.. i could recall that i did feel perfect.. perfect, contented, and happy. i just don't know what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bakit ba naging ganito..? bakit ba bigla lang tayo nagkasawaan sa isa't isa..? kung tutuusin, mahal kita ng sobra.. at alam ko mas mahal mo pa ako. i just told my friends the other day waht really happened.. why insistingly wanted to leave you.. how we got back together again for the last time.. then you left and hurt me big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i pretended to be ok.. yes, i was and i am ok. not until now, its just that everything sinks in right now. whats this? post-breakup syndrome..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bakit ba naging ganito..? bakit ba bigla lang tayo nagkasawaan sa isa't isa..? kung tutuusin, mahal kita ng sobra.. at alam ko mas mahal mo pa ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bakit nga ba?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found this txt message i sent to you way back when we were starting off-- "i want you to be happy, even if it means i'm not the one who's making you happy.. after all, there's more to life than me.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shet. that hit me really hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we never really had the chance to clean things up. dirty fights. no clear sorry, no forgiveness, no clear story of what &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; happened and what we both really feel.. we didnt talk.. and we didnt even care to &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"don't keep me hanging.. not knowing whats gonna happen" well, i dont know if you are, but i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it sucks your missing in my life.. i want you back, even it means we're just friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll end this entry with something i found in one of my notebooks: "i'll be a true angel [someday], i'll have wings and halo and dress in white thingys"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i still your angel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-1857392942653459379?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/1857392942653459379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=1857392942653459379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/1857392942653459379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/1857392942653459379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-going-to-stuffs-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-8894643537417219435</id><published>2007-06-06T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:10:18.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First Week of June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the ultimate gmik with cess, kuks, ej, lala, rhonna, bruce, nadz, jack, edel, jv, mac&lt;br /&gt;*bonding with my dud&lt;br /&gt;*stuffs over coffee&lt;br /&gt;*and reliving highschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my best summer so far! i'm loving it..! muah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE4DR0xwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cmLRtGrVgeA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072888128767051522" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE4DR0xwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cmLRtGrVgeA/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dud.. we're both drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE4TR0xxI/AAAAAAAAACY/fczYJUNCE-o/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072888133062018834" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE4TR0xxI/AAAAAAAAACY/fczYJUNCE-o/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a really really crazy bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE3zR0xvI/AAAAAAAAACI/zJm2NOWn5Fs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072888124472084210" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE3zR0xvI/AAAAAAAAACI/zJm2NOWn5Fs/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffs over coffee - girl talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE3jR0xuI/AAAAAAAAACA/x-eV1Rb9Dco/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072888120177116898" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE3jR0xuI/AAAAAAAAACA/x-eV1Rb9Dco/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing highschool.. =)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE3jR0xuI/AAAAAAAAACA/x-eV1Rb9Dco/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-8894643537417219435?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/8894643537417219435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=8894643537417219435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8894643537417219435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8894643537417219435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-week-of-june-ultimate-gmik-with.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RmaE4DR0xwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cmLRtGrVgeA/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-8993153712347014084</id><published>2007-06-03T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:03:21.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;check out their accounts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kooki.multiply.com"&gt;kc concepcion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theincugirl.blogspot.com"&gt;saab magalona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alaism.pansitan.net"&gt;ala paredes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love them! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-8993153712347014084?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/8993153712347014084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=8993153712347014084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8993153712347014084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8993153712347014084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/check-out-their-accounts.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-3696660393077442619</id><published>2007-06-01T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:32:29.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Culprit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently taking medications for hormonal imbalance. as i was cleaning my face, it suddenly hit me. hormonal imblance is the result of physical and emotioal stress. &lt;strong&gt;"emotional stress",&lt;/strong&gt; i repeatedly said in my mind. indeed the past months hasn't been good for me. not good in the sense that my grandmother pass away and i had a lot of issues to deal with. i guessed it bothered me a lot. and yes, my pimples did break out during and after all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to post a comparison of my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/NewImage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NOW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/100_7047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wasnt able to deal with this properly causing imbalance in my system, irregular periods, and improper releasing of hormones.. *viola* my pimple outbreak. people have seen me to be sooooo jolly lately. maybe its sort of a body's defense mechanism to fight off the misery thats in me. yah, the thought that my lola is gone still bothers me until now. i still cry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so it gets this bad if i'm depress. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-3696660393077442619?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/3696660393077442619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=3696660393077442619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3696660393077442619'/><link rel='self' 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about yourself [be honest.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- what is your natural hair color? ** black. &lt;br /&gt;2- where was your default picture taken? ** neverland? hehe my room.. hehe i  edited it.. &lt;br /&gt;3- what's your M.I? ** "F" &lt;br /&gt;4- who did you last hold hands with? ** ahhhmm.. *smiles* &lt;br /&gt;5- does your crush like you back? ** dami ehh qng crush.. i know one who  does.. hehe &lt;br /&gt;6- what is your current mood? ** busog.. mood ba un? masaya.. hehe &lt;br /&gt;7- what color underwear are you wearing?! ** black &lt;br /&gt;8- what makes you happy? ** family, friends, photoshop! &lt;br /&gt;9- what do you think is the next rumor about you? ** that i'm a sl*t! shet./ afjafja you! &lt;br /&gt;10- if you could go back in time and do something, what would you do? ** ahhmm.. made a move *winks* &lt;br /&gt;11- if you must be an animal for one day, what would you be? ** any animal/insect that flies.. hehe  asteg un! &lt;br /&gt;12- ever had a near death experience? **yep.. my mom felt asleep while  driving.. yikes &lt;br /&gt;13- something you do a lot? ** eat. sleep. and eat and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;14- what's the name of the song stuck in your head right now? ** save me from myself - christina a. &lt;br /&gt;15- who did you copy and paste this from? ** i dont know her, hehee &lt;br /&gt;16- name someone with the same birthday as you? ** lee ann, angie, precious, maam  veron.. =) &lt;br /&gt;17- when was the last time you cried? ** two days ago.. it around dusk.. hehe &lt;br /&gt;18- have you ever sung in front of a large audience? ** karaoke.. hahaha eewww &lt;br /&gt;19- if you could have one super power what would it be? ** be invisible wahahaha.. so that i  could sneak up at people! hehe &lt;br /&gt;20- what's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? ** eyes or smile.. feet if their  wearing flip flops.. =) &lt;br /&gt;21- what do you order at starbucks? ** frap.. and only frap.. &lt;br /&gt;22- what's your biggest secret? ** that i have a big secret! hahha &lt;br /&gt;23- favorite color(s)? ** black, red, green.. &lt;br /&gt;24- when was the last time you lied? ** yesterday? white lie =) &lt;br /&gt;25- do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows? ** shows? no.. just movies,  animations.. &lt;br /&gt;26- what are you eating or drinking at the moment? ** i just finished.. cheezy fries and  coke.. &lt;br /&gt;27- do you speak any other language? ** spanish? hahha.. asa! &lt;br /&gt;28- what's your favorite smell? ** his.. =) &lt;br /&gt;29- if you could describe your life in one word what would it be? ** unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;30- when was the last time you gave/received a hug? ** this morning &lt;br /&gt;31- have you ever been kissed in the rain? ** yes.. *remembers* &lt;br /&gt;32- what are you thinking about right now? ** that i wanna pee! &lt;br /&gt;33- what should you be doing? ** just surf the net.. hehe and pee!  &lt;br /&gt;34- what was the last thing that made you upset/angry? ** last night, my rent.. hehehe.. ok  na ngayon.. &lt;br /&gt;35- how often do you pray? ** ... &lt;br /&gt;36- do you like working in the yard? ** dpends.. &lt;br /&gt;37- if you could have any last name in the world, what would you want? ** williams or beckham [pharell  williams or david beckham] hehhe &lt;br /&gt;38- do you act differently around your crush? ** yah.. i act goofy! yuck &lt;br /&gt;39- name one song that reminds you of an ex? ** waahh.. you mean my official x right? f--ck u right back.. joke..  iris.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS ARE NOT EVEN ABOUT MY  SECRETS!!! labo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-9009953149115273782?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/9009953149115273782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=9009953149115273782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/9009953149115273782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/9009953149115273782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/06/survey-i-got-this-from-friendster_01.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-8530022427379997345</id><published>2007-05-29T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:00:30.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my life so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at around 2am this morning. i couldn't sleep. silly thoughts running through my mind. &lt;strong&gt;happy thoughts&lt;/strong&gt; as what i coined with guys i dated. i tried sleeping but my mind just keeps on running through the same memories all over again. why..? why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't think straight. i texted almost everybody i'm comfortable sharing this things with, but no one seemed to be awake at 430am. then, when i started crying, Feo texted me. i called him up and me ended up talking for a couple of minutes. i never said anything with sense. all i did was cry, curse, laugh, sniff, and curse again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so thankful that my path crossed with that freak. who would ever thought someone so annoying [yes, he was. he was trying to get me drunk the first night we met], would play a big part in my life. someone who's not here, but it seems he always is. i felt so down, so alone. he was just there to listen and give me nonsense comments. but it helped. nothing grand, just simple.. but it made me sleep after. thanks feo. i owe him not only my green jacket, not only sundae with fries, not only a butt-naked run on the beach, not only my i-wish-it-fits-you boxers but a lot.. as in a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i just remembered, he was the one who owes me a butt-naked run on the beach. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wasnt able to blog for quite sometime. i started uploading and editing pictures as soon as i arrived Zamboanga City. it feels so good waking up on my bed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are 3 of my fav pics.. others are found in my &lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;multiply site&lt;/a&gt;. sorry, but you have to be my contact to be able to view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the DYI top i made. it was too small for me, so i cut it. the maldita puts the pieces together.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069881132537315138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWB1ZXf0I/AAAAAAAAABg/bcpmTs1yRVY/s320/123445349l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i spent my last weekend in manila with 15 of my beswan mates. we went to pangasinan, stayed in a resort, had the uncivilized beach all for ourselves. it was a lot of fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWy1ZXf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/HtNPhRzlQoU/s1600-h/913657854l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069881974350905186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWy1ZXf2I/AAAAAAAAABw/HtNPhRzlQoU/s320/913657854l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;princess' birthday bash was, lets say.. a perfect bonding moment with the people i miss so much. thnx cess! i had a blast at the party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWy1ZXf3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EYlIJOGkMYs/s1600-h/956595166l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069881974350905202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWy1ZXf3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/EYlIJOGkMYs/s320/956595166l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is like my first real photoshop edit. amateur-ish as what i call it but i'm learning.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWCFZXf1I/AAAAAAAAABo/7rS2f-jXgPI/s1600-h/tinkerbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069881136832282450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWCFZXf1I/AAAAAAAAABo/7rS2f-jXgPI/s320/tinkerbell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to view my multiply site.. make a account.. hahaha =) i have a new layout there. i'll blog more often this time and i'll probably changed this layout again. heheehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-8530022427379997345?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/8530022427379997345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=8530022427379997345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8530022427379997345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8530022427379997345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-life-so-far-i-woke-up-at-around-2am.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RlvWB1ZXf0I/AAAAAAAAABg/bcpmTs1yRVY/s72-c/123445349l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-8527499297279988582</id><published>2007-04-22T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:04:50.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its been a long time since i've blogged.. as in really blogged. tinatamad kasi ako eh. at the same walang time para makapagisip ng medyo matinong entry. ayun. hahaha.. don't mind my last entry. drama lang yun.. i'm taking it back! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the easy life in zamboanga. lately ko lang na realize that nothing beats the laid back life back in the province. i've been having a hard time adjusting to 'working'. and most of the time i'm not myself while i'm at work. its weird. ewan.. ang daming iniisip. i arrived zamboanga last april 5. ang ikli lang ng vacation ko dun. i just spent the weekend there. buti na lang may surprise birthday for papa. kaya tuloy mama was "forced" to buy me a ticket. i never really wanted to go out with my friends in my short stay in zamboanga. ayun, so i spent those few days with my family. as in totally just for them. my dad's video and party arrangements also took a lot of my time. the party was a success. the surprise was a surprise for dad.. hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a bit sad that my super duber short vacation ended quickly. "back to reality" was what i told myself when the plane landed on manila soil. the following day i had to walk up early, go to work, buy my own food, go home with no one to talk to. back to reality nga talaga. shet. ayun. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. kahit na stressful at work, i'm still grateful i'm having my practicum in mcdonalds philippines. yes dear, its in the head office. hindi sa branche.. clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16F CitiBank Building, Paseo de Roxas, Makati City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the HR team is the wackiest and the coolest bunch I one could ever work with. hahaha i totally love hearing ma'am beck scream, be touched by ma'am Leng's concern, smile at ma'am veron's , giggle at sir eric's quirky laugh, admire ma'am chat's sophistication and acknowledge miss myra's perseverance. kuya boy's greetings always makes me smile and kuya lance's bursting uniform makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work could make me call it a day even before the clock strikes 5pm, but im thankful that as of my first weeks in mcdonalds, i have learned so much especially in the recruitment process of a company. ikaw pa naman you're dealing with 3000+ applicants!!! sino ba naman yung hindi matututo dun?!!? diba? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paparapapa.. love ko 'to! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-8527499297279988582?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/8527499297279988582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=8527499297279988582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8527499297279988582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/8527499297279988582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-2782251147884441406</id><published>2007-03-24T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:21:00.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i still see beautiful days with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-2782251147884441406?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/2782251147884441406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=2782251147884441406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2782251147884441406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/2782251147884441406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/someday.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-932596478683460445</id><published>2007-03-18T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T10:23:00.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ooppss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;its been a while since i really blogged. all i do is post pics, some shitty one or two liners and then i'm out. i've been promising myself for weeks now that i'll have a worthy post. well, i can't really thing of something substantive to write about. its not like all my post are substantive for that matter.. [duh, labo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm currently listen to justin's "what goes around comes around". ahhmm.. wala lang. shit. i love the song. same with akon's "i wanna &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; love you". just sharing. so, i was thinking.. is everything that goes around really comes around..? karma in Indian philosphy. sort of like the golden rule in chinese philosophy. crap in kris' philosophy. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yesterday, i went to see the place i'm gonna stay this summer. its in malate. i'm excited. no curfew.. ahahaha!! then i went to glorietta and did what i always do best.. BARGAIN SHOPPING. glorietta had their 3day sale. i bought two ojt-worthy tops and skinny jeans. i love skinny jeans. i was looking for a new pair of stilletos. i wanted the white one from charles and kieth. grrr.. ang mahal.. pucha! namumulubi na nga ako. wala na akong pera! waahhh. i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sticking to the black pointed flats in divisoria and prolly doll shoes for a more demure image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rents did not give me clothing allowance. so that means i have to spend MY money to buy a new set of ojt-clothes. bummer. hahaha speaking of ojt, fhatz and arianne decided to join me in mcdonalds philippines. note: mcdonalds philippines. its the main office. not a branch. ok? i'm quite excited. i dunno why. hope everything turns out ok =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;quit it. i have to study for my exams. finals in coming up next week. its only till wednesday. one exam per day.. haayy salamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;summer is coming.. yahoo... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043083289201271330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RfyhiDmM4iI/AAAAAAAAABU/BycVZfrFTK4/s200/100_6672.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-932596478683460445?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/932596478683460445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=932596478683460445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/932596478683460445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/932596478683460445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/ooppss.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RfyhiDmM4iI/AAAAAAAAABU/BycVZfrFTK4/s72-c/100_6672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-3195922272391378572</id><published>2007-03-16T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T17:58:55.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i've been so clumy lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;clumsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;careless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;forgetful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;absent-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i hate it.. seriously. i've been going to school only carrying my reader, ballpen, and some loose change. not the typical kris. coz the typical kris brings her overused &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; school bag. then in that overused &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; bag i have my small &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; sequined bag with my loose powder, tissue, nail cutter, alcohol, wet tissue, oil blotting paper, hair pin in it. also in my overused&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; back i have my &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; pencil case in which i have my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; pencil, slightly used gtech, a couple of pens, liquid eraser, sharpener and eraser in it. i also have my ever reliable funky doodling notebook/scrapbook. i also bring with me my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black &lt;/span&gt;girbaud wallet given to me by my bro last xmas and another genuine leather wallet, for the class funds, in which i snag in my lola's closet last sembreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;that sucks. i just lost the parent's waiver. yes, the ones my parents sent straight from zamboanga. i almost left my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; jacket last wednesday =x huhuhuh.. clumsy kris. i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;if only i had my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; bag with me.. i wouldn't loose the waivers.. grrr.. now i gotta explain that to my parents.. pathetic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;too much&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-3195922272391378572?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/3195922272391378572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=3195922272391378572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3195922272391378572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3195922272391378572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/clumsy.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-3518839811585606347</id><published>2007-03-14T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T08:00:10.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;itsy bitsy spider went up &lt;s&gt;the water spout&lt;/s&gt; my arms..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/Rfc6LTmM4gI/AAAAAAAAABE/NVifvYRngp8/s1600-h/100_6584.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041562273778033154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/Rfc6LTmM4gI/AAAAAAAAABE/NVifvYRngp8/s200/100_6584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/Rfc6LzmM4hI/AAAAAAAAABM/TAZgywJ8nJY/s1600-h/100_6580.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041562282367967762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/Rfc6LzmM4hI/AAAAAAAAABM/TAZgywJ8nJY/s200/100_6580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;dad is turning 60.. we're gona surprise him.. awwww.. im sooooooooooooooo excited to go home.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;current mood: 99% = happy; 1% = pissed off.. hate you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-3518839811585606347?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/3518839811585606347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=3518839811585606347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3518839811585606347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3518839811585606347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-going-home.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/Rfc6LTmM4gI/AAAAAAAAABE/NVifvYRngp8/s72-c/100_6584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-6945303640681976405</id><published>2007-03-12T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:44:43.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i forgot whats it like to be carefree..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RfUEzzmM4fI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0GqnsqV7LkY/s1600-h/kriszelle_far[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040940645981413874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RfUEzzmM4fI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0GqnsqV7LkY/s200/kriszelle_far%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-6945303640681976405?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/6945303640681976405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=6945303640681976405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/6945303640681976405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/6945303640681976405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/RfUEzzmM4fI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0GqnsqV7LkY/s72-c/kriszelle_far%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-4106037597199231048</id><published>2007-03-08T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T18:05:53.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;weird isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just when everything starts to relax and i decided to go to alabang this weekend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*baamm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;may meeting sa unicef on saturday morning and may makeup class sa pol dy sa hapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just when i thought my pimples are going away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*baamm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i woke up with the 3 new ones sa noo ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just when i start falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*baamm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bakit nga pala ganun yung buhay.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ayos.. masaya pa rin.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-4106037597199231048?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/4106037597199231048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=4106037597199231048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4106037597199231048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4106037597199231048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/weird-isnt-it-just-when-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-1490539415672129003</id><published>2007-03-01T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:04:12.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/pongracz2004/b_tamzy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.. my picture there was worth the laugh.. grrr.. batang bata ang itsura ko.. kakatawa.. so naive.. so innocent.. like now? right? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things has been happening lately. well, not really a lot. but kinda like a lot. hehe.. ang dami kasing school work. ayun, laging ngarag. pero ang sarap matulog pagngarag. diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinabi ko sa sarili ko na mahaba yung post ko ngayon. E bigla akong tinamad. e diba ang leche nun..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.hov:hover{background-color:yellow}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 13px verdana; WIDTH: 310px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Music Video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 2px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 2px solid; WIDTH: 310px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 2px solid" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/g/gwen_stefani/sweet_escape-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SWEET ESCAPE (by Gwen Stefani) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/g/gwen_stefani/sweet_escape_316215.asx" width="300" height="280" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="1" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 3px 0px"&gt;&lt;a class="ll" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Music Video Code provided by VideoCodeZone.Com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;daanan ko na lang sa video.. hehehe.. love this.. =) ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-1490539415672129003?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/1490539415672129003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=1490539415672129003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/1490539415672129003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/1490539415672129003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/03/click-here-hahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-3146462640982698664</id><published>2007-02-25T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:21:54.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROM?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;just some photos from our trainng on fine dining.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1I7diOp9fM/s1600-h/100_9795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035352712967159106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1I7diOp9fM/s200/100_9795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_VI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wWv21ytDvUY/s1600-h/100_9808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035352712967159122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_VI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wWv21ytDvUY/s200/100_9808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i8qffykM8_s/s1600-h/100_9814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035352712967159138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_WI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i8qffykM8_s/s200/100_9814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqni80_XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sKxNSMAUvR4/s1600-h/100_9823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035352717262126450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqni80_XI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sKxNSMAUvR4/s200/100_9823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-3146462640982698664?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/3146462640982698664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=3146462640982698664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3146462640982698664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/3146462640982698664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/02/prom-just-some-photos-from-our-trainng.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CCFIJMQjDbs/ReEqnS80_UI/AAAAAAAAAAM/G1I7diOp9fM/s72-c/100_9795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-5014483753286770531</id><published>2007-02-18T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T19:49:21.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;take EVERYTHING from me.. everything.. except my family.. =x i'm scared..thanks God for giving me a second chance.. i won't ruin this. i rpomise.. shit.. i'm overreacting. . =x i'm close to crying.. i'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-5014483753286770531?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/5014483753286770531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=5014483753286770531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/5014483753286770531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/5014483753286770531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/02/take-everything-from.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-6791437058964515134</id><published>2007-02-14T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T18:26:50.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got this idea from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ala-ism.pansitan.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 ways to make me fall inlove with you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. knows how to play the guitar or drums - haha.. i dunno.. i just want my guy to play the guitar and sing like john mayer or duncan sheik or jason miraz.. awww.. sweet.. =) drums are cool too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. can make me laugh - laughter is the best medicine.. i can't live my life without laughing even just for an hour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. have a knack for movies - i'm such a movie buff.. as in sobra.. it just sucks that its been a while since I watched a movie in a theaters.. grrr.. busy kasi lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. patience with my vainess - im vain &lt;strong&gt;period&lt;/strong&gt; deal with that.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;09. plays football - football is just the best sport ever.. a guy just seems interesting when he plays football instead of basketball.. *yuck*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;08. moreno - i hate fair skinned guys.. [dream guy: a latino or any hispanic]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;07. have taste for music - my taste for music changes from time to time.. from rap.. to r&amp;b.. to trance/house.. now i'm into classics.. so he has to keep up with that.. &lt;em&gt;value 'good' music..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;06. loves everything about the beach - he has to love sunsets, the sand, sea breeze, flipflops [havs].. yes, everything about the beach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;05. ask me a simple question and yet it'll make me ponder for the rest of my life - that means he has to carry out senseful and senseless conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;04. loves icecream..!!!!! - shit.. its my number 1 weakess.. aside from that he HAS TO HAVE an appetite.. the type of guy who eats at least two scoops of rice per meal.. i hate guys who don't experiment with food. gusto ko yung tinitikman ang iba't ibang pagkain. kung ganoon, hindi siya boring. diba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;03. i have to be his bestfriend - whats a meaning of a boyfriend if he can't be himself with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;02. gives surprises - i just love surprises.. yung tipong nakakaiyak na surprises.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;01. his kisses are the best.. - do i need to explain why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_9677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roses wither.. so whats the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES every one!&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/17286234-6791437058964515134?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/6791437058964515134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=6791437058964515134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/6791437058964515134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/6791437058964515134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/02/13-ways-i-got-this-idea-from-ala.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-4505477539497347529</id><published>2007-02-10T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T20:37:49.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its straight!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/100_9309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/100_9309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i dont like it though.. grrr.. i miss my kulut hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i've been &lt;strong&gt;sooooooooooooo &lt;/strong&gt;busy these past weeks.. so busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as in i'm out the whole day.. pagdating sa dorm tulog na agad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kasi nga super pagod..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;btw.. watch my once in a lifetime modeling stint..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"GLAMOUR -US:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a training on social dressing and ramp modeling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its on february 14, 2007..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its a date.. *winks*&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/17286234-4505477539497347529?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/4505477539497347529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=4505477539497347529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4505477539497347529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/4505477539497347529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-straight-i-dont-like-it-though.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/th_100_9309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-117006336298249089</id><published>2007-01-29T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:36:02.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/100_8916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;the guy who stole my heart&lt;br /&gt;and broke it into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;the guy who's kisses drove me nuts&lt;br /&gt;and who's hugs are the warmest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;i know i was the one who broke up with you and&lt;br /&gt;its weird but i still love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me too&lt;br /&gt;me, not her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you so bad&lt;br /&gt;but for now it has to be this way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;its just been a while&lt;br /&gt;but i know it'll never be the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;you're eyes are perfect&lt;br /&gt;and it melts my heart just looking at them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;i have never felt so complete in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;for the mean time, keep her busy.&lt;br /&gt;you're mine after college.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;you, who's "you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, yes you..&lt;br /&gt;if you know whats so significant about today..&lt;br /&gt;then the "you" is Y-O-U..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. clue: 26 adds up to what 3 numbers?&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. i love you.. so much..&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s. call me.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.p.s. i know &lt;strong&gt;SOMEBODY WILL ASSUME PARA SA KANYA TO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labo.. hahaha =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-117006336298249089?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/117006336298249089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=117006336298249089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/117006336298249089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/117006336298249089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/26-you-yes-you_29.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/2007_solo/th_100_8916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116970742174681994</id><published>2007-01-25T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:45:41.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;wapak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"when will you start developing your reading habits?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This question hit me in the head when Sir Tayao asked us..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so much for it.. don't wanna elaborate.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116970742174681994?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116970742174681994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116970742174681994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116970742174681994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116970742174681994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/wapak-when-will-you-start-developing.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116926996041611637</id><published>2007-01-20T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:28:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;pahabol lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_7967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_7967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its not friday but i'm in love.. toink.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gained weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its either that or my pants shrank.. haaha.. i wish the second one is the illogical culprit. at least my ass looks tighter this time. ahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm out.. its for real this time.. ciao.. =)&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/17286234-116926996041611637?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116926996041611637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116926996041611637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116926996041611637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116926996041611637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/pahabol-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116926975409248521</id><published>2007-01-20T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:09:14.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;happy feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;just wanna post random pics that accumulated through the years.. hehe.. ang cute kasi.. toink.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_6905.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_6905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;dakak girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_8486.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_8486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;beswan girlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;shoes with personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/happyfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/happyfeet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;we love chucks..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt; little feet and big feet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/IMG_6298.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/IMG_6298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy feet =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;blockbusters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;spiderman 3 - may 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;shrek the third - may 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;terminator 4 - unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;fantastic four: rise of the silver surfer - june 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;the simpsons movie - july 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;lord of the rings prequel - 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wapak! at least i'm still in manila to watch spiderman3 and maybe shrek.. im excited.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808496334/info"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im out.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116926975409248521?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116926975409248521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116926975409248521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116926975409248521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116926975409248521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_100_6905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116909682483461101</id><published>2007-01-18T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T13:07:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ang daming problema, i've got no one to talk to. i hate you kris! boo hoo! u suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116909682483461101?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116909682483461101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116909682483461101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116909682483461101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116909682483461101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/ang-daming-problema-ive-got-no-one-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116857272851856257</id><published>2007-01-12T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T17:50:56.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ayylabbyoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2270/1663/320/864049/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"aayylabbyoo.." it melts my heart when i hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i just wanna share that i miss watching the sun set. yah.. how the sun sets. the last time i saw it was a little over 2 weeks when i fetched my parents and brother in the airport. it was a beautiful sight. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres something about how the sun descends towards the sea that makes it so awfully peaceful, relaxing, and sweet. its like every time i get the chance to look at one, i feel at peace - yeah at peace - with my self. its like one of the few moments that time &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; to pass by slowly. i really like watching it while sitting on the sand, preferably alone. wala lang. it makes me have deep shitty thoughts, makes me think about  my life now, before and predict what my life will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunsets are always a best. it provokes the weird side of me. it puts together the puzzle of shitty ideas that spontaneously crosses my mind at that moment. again, sunsets are always the best. it doesnt matter if a 5 year old kid takes its picture or an professional photographer. the sunset shots never fail to make me go "awww" every time i see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunsets = love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for my exams next week! i need a lot of luck.. haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116857272851856257?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116857272851856257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116857272851856257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116857272851856257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116857272851856257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/ayylabbyoo.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116807980822268954</id><published>2007-01-06T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:49:08.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shit. i read my past blogs entries both in blogspot and xanga.. i even checked &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; blogsite out. i can't believe you look so inlove with me in that site =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun.. i realized i was so immature. i can't blame &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for acting that way for the past months. i took &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; for granted. i should have learned from the fights we used to have. i &lt;em&gt;SHOULD&lt;/em&gt; have listened to you. i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; have at least show you how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too late. i know. i regret everything. i guess its all been done and i can't have you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/anilao4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i was missing you bad when i took this pic. i picked up seashells, placed it in a small jar and scribbled in a paper: "&lt;em&gt;i wish you were here&lt;/em&gt;". i never had the chance to give it to you. eyy.. i'm sorry. i really really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116807980822268954?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116807980822268954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116807980822268954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116807980822268954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116807980822268954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116806035068642695</id><published>2007-01-06T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T13:16:04.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;KRISpy kremes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_8655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_8655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after all the fuzz and constant "kulit" to my rents to buy krispy krimes, i finally got my hands on the filty white box everybody here in the philippines is talking about. as far as i know its just a ordinary donut store in the US.. krispie kremes opened a little over a month ago in fort bonifacio. weird thing was that i was really excited to eat the damn donuts. as i was holding the box, i felt as if i was holding the dream digital camera i've been drooling for months.. shitty. and as i tried it.. what happened? its not worth all that i've been dreaming about! not my type. maybe its because i'm NOT into donuts in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was too sweet for me. crazy shit. boo hoo.. that sucked.that night i also had my first balot. ahhmm.. not really my first. my second pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i remembered the first time i tried it was when my dad brought a couple of those home after he played golf. it had blood splurting as i had my first bite! gross.. yuck! but i really really really WANTED TO LIKE it. kaya i decided to give it a second try. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; fast forward to today &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Fr.Greg, auntie Linda's friend brought a plastic full of balot for us. i wanted penoy but there wasn't any available. i guess that gave me the "sign' to try balot. after constant teasing from my brothers and a couple of advices on how to eat it "right", i gathered the strength to have my first bite on the poor little duck, a simple victim of deprivation of life slash abortion. everybody was staring at me and wondering what my reaction would be. after munching, i just said: "tastes like.. ahhhmm egg?".. haha.. thats precisely what it tasted.. like egg..! its like eating durian. for first timers, one has to overcome the smell. when ones surpasses that, he or she is rewarded with a tasty fruit and enough ego to brag being "able" to eat it. i guess things are not always what we expect.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116806035068642695?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116806035068642695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116806035068642695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116806035068642695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116806035068642695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2007/01/krispy-kremes.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_100_8655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116714196589390941</id><published>2006-12-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:10:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;imax with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;looked at the mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SCREAMED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my face was swollen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;as in SWOLLEN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;they brought me to the clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the doc gave me meds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i slept coz of the meds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then woke up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dressed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went to Mall of Asia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i really really really wasn't in the mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but we watched a movie in Imax anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and i was happy after =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kagulo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hehe.. i literally look like shrek kanina.. grrrr.. it wasn't something to laugh about. my bros stopped teasing me kasi nga it was a bit serious na. aun.. we ate lunch at &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Azul&lt;/span&gt; in MOA. a filipino-spanish resto. yummy.. i love their food. price is right. reasonable enough. Then we went to Makati and ate at Gerry's Grill. Aun, now we're home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;buti na lang the shades were huge. at least hindi kita ung swollen face ko. hehe.. i wasn't in the mood. but the food and imax made me BE in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i gained 5lbs over the week. toink.. hahah can't blame me.. the food was all worth it.. toinkk.. =)&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/17286234-116714196589390941?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116714196589390941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116714196589390941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116714196589390941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116714196589390941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/imax-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116703267151119657</id><published>2006-12-25T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T21:16:27.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;christmas buzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ts kinda like botox. mother nature's gift to me for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up crying coz i couldn't open my eyes. my mom thought i was sleep talking/crying. weird moment to think i was. after crying for a couple of minutes in bed, i decided to look at the mirror.. there was this teeny weeny white thing between my left eye [my left, your right.. &lt;strong&gt;duh&lt;/strong&gt;] and nose.. then i called my mom and shouted furiously while sobbing: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"maaaaaaaaa!! its a bee sting!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was a bee sting. we had a Honey bee business kasi before so i was aware of those stuffs. after my mom removed the sting, i slept. that was 630am. i woke up around 1pm for lunch. my bros were teasing me that i look like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shrek&lt;/span&gt;. Then they said i look like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gollum&lt;/span&gt; of LOTR. then finally &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoda&lt;/span&gt; of star wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were imitating the famous lines of Yoda just to piss me off. My bro Bri would say this imitating Yoda's voice: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"fear is the path to the dark side. fear leads to anger. anger leads to hate......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then he would just trail off &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laughing so hard&lt;/span&gt; with Pao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i look as of 3:45pm, Christmas Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/shrekYodaGollum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still smiling.. i just wanna greet everybody &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Merry Christmas!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;**P.S. i just woke up when i took this pic.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**P.S. ulet.. i love my brothers so much! they're the greatest!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116703267151119657?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116703267151119657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116703267151119657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116703267151119657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116703267151119657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-buzz.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116694408962700385</id><published>2006-12-24T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:08:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what time is the &lt;strong&gt;MIDNIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; mass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahh.. its at 930 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toink!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its christmas but i'm not feeling it. but i'm happy. haha.. kagulo. mom and dad arrived yesterday from zamboanga, pao from cebu, bri from quezon and auntie larty from India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sarap ng dinuguan made by mama. auntie larty brought grapes from india. it looks like goat shit! hahaha.. somebody gave the ferrers a box of grapes. lets make wine! toink. shitty thoughts. i just spent the afternoon downloading mp3s. grr.. ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everybody! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116694408962700385?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116694408962700385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116694408962700385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116694408962700385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116694408962700385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/duh.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116670820494344947</id><published>2006-12-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:36:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the sweetest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVYrOeZEfVo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116670820494344947?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116670820494344947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116670820494344947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116670820494344947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116670820494344947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/sweetest.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116606955822208250</id><published>2006-12-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T12:14:57.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stalker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_7207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_7207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a took a pic of the hot Greek (i think) guy i saw in Dakak and in the airport.. hahaa ssSshh.. i love his tats..!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_8040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116606955822208250?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116606955822208250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116606955822208250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116606955822208250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116606955822208250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/stalker.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116590726903169850</id><published>2006-12-12T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:36:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lets play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/sudoku/en/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116590726903169850?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116590726903169850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116590726903169850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116590726903169850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116590726903169850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/lets-play-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116548164220642383</id><published>2006-12-07T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:57:10.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dude, you're 20!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but you look like your my uncle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;bleh..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/iyo%20pati%20si/dude2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/iyo%20pati%20si/dude2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. He's not my boyfriend.. haha!! just my long lost bestfriend..&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/17286234-116548164220642383?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116548164220642383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116548164220642383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116548164220642383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116548164220642383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/12/dude-youre-20-but-you-look-like-your.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/iyo%20pati%20si/th_dude2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116548043325041601</id><published>2006-12-07T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:55:05.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dear santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i've been a bad girl. Don't even think of giving me gifts this Christmas. I sat down one day and realized how shitty my 19years of living was. Then I came up with something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to be more responsible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to drink only &lt;s&gt;3 shots&lt;/s&gt; 5 shots of tequila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to save [at least try]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to save by drinking beer instead of baileys or cuervo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to read more, it feeds the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to smile more often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to give more hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to watch more movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to sing like nobodys listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to dress more decently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to have unplanned road trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to exercise more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to enjoy the simple things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not to cheat [&lt;em&gt;in whatever forms&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not to kiss anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not to sleep when I'm texting somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not to talk trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not to dirty dance with strangers or anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no to go on gimiks that would make me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my OLD self again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; to go on dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess Santa, you know that before I was the opposite of what I listed down. Well, I also think you noticed that I'm not that girl anymore. Right? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't deserve a gift this Christmas. Ahmm.. I was wondering Santa, since you won't give me gifts this Christmas, and I will &lt;em&gt;TRY&lt;/em&gt; to be a good girl next year.. ahhmm could you give me twice the gifts I deserve next Christmas? hehe.. deal yan ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't even think of dropping by our house in Zamboanga. Dad removed the dusty, black chimney and we won't be spending Christmas there. Oh, by the way Santa, I assume a lot. So if you're still thinking of giving me gifts even if I haven't been nice, I'm gonna spend christmas in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;318 Beata St. AAV., Muntinlupa.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We don't have a chimney there where you'll squeeze your fat belly in. But I'll leave the back door open on Christmas Eve before I'll sleep. You'll see the christmas tree from the backdoor. Uhhmm.. just be careful. The dog barks a lot. You don't want to wake us up right? and it bites too.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love and still wishing for a Christmas gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kris =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116548043325041601?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116548043325041601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116548043325041601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when will i ever learn to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;numb&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blind&lt;/span&gt; of all the things that depresses me? its just that when ever i gather up the strenght to go on with my life&lt;strong&gt; alone&lt;/strong&gt;, something is pulling me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; pulling me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i have my family to show me all the love, friends there for me and even some shitty guys to play with. but there's really something that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;depresses&lt;/span&gt; me until now. i really cannot point out &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; it is or &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt; it is for any matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;whats weird was that just when i was numb enough to go on, i just keep on looking back at what had happened. most of the time it keeps me awake at night and shitty thoughts just run through my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;is it really my fault? &lt;strong&gt;fuck this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;90% of one's life depends on how you handle it. if someone throws oranges at you, make orange juice out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;smile kris.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyone wants orange for dinner? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'd rather eat the oranges than drink it..!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116462399461348329?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116462399461348329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116462399461348329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116462399461348329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116462399461348329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/11/numb-but-not-really-when-will-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/th_208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116393850553654539</id><published>2006-11-19T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:23:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this song never fails to make me stop whatever i'm doing and just be "tulala" and listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going Crazy by Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ever since the day you went away and left me lonely and cold&lt;br /&gt;My life just hasn't been the same ohh baby, nooo&lt;br /&gt;When I looked into your eyes the moment that I let you go&lt;br /&gt;I just broke down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the feeling that I feel within&lt;br /&gt;No other man would ever make me feel so right&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to smile when I get your phone call at night&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have you here with me, right next to me&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the way you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let you know &lt;s&gt;I think that we are destiny&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world, for you I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right baby &lt;strong&gt;I'm going crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm in love with you baby&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I met you &lt;strong&gt;its been so damn real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart seems to skip another beat&lt;br /&gt;Every time we speak, I can't believe I feel &lt;strong&gt;so weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tell me that you really need me and you want me and you miss me&lt;br /&gt;And you love me I'm your lady&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around waiting for you I'll put it down be the woman for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling so deep for you crazy over for you&lt;br /&gt;I`m calling, calling out to you what am I going to do?&lt;br /&gt;It's true, no fronting&lt;br /&gt;Its you and no other i can no longer go on without you I'll just break down (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para kanino nga ba to? hehe.. lalang.. its really a sad and desperate song. ahorra, i laugh at how i was before. i'd just breakdown while listening to this song. and its was soooooooo pathetic. hehe childish and immature. tsk tsk. fix your life &lt;s&gt;yna&lt;/s&gt; kris. hehehe and lately i've been listening to "let me". i've been playing it the whole day.. haha.. again, pathetic and immature but in a better way. awww.. i love the song so much.. read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn my head&lt;br /&gt;But instead I feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I feel for you,&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say&lt;br /&gt;You put a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on me&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes, softly and wide&lt;br /&gt;Lovely flower &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you're my sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light is filtering&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are glimmering&lt;br /&gt;Let me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it's a sign&lt;br /&gt;You've opened up the inner creases of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is signalling&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is beckoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Let me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it's a sing&lt;br /&gt;No more walls to keep me by your side&lt;br /&gt;Let me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;touch you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yo nuay novio pero yo muy enamorada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha.. learn spanish and you'll understand what i just said. i dunno why. i feel so happy and contented lately. *sigh* but i'm still waiting for my twisted sunshine. sino nga pala? he'll be my john mayer. haha i wish! eerrr.. make that my david beckham or pharell. toink.. =) i'm happy. i know i am. this time i know its true.. *sigh* =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116393850553654539?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116393850553654539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i still have this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"hang over"&lt;/span&gt; from my weekend getaway in dakak with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i'm still uploading pics in my multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;super dami.. senxa na matagal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2270/1663/320/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what happened in dakak, stays in dakak &lt;strong&gt;period&lt;/strong&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/17286234-116230745285673796?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116230745285673796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116230745285673796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116230745285673796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116230745285673796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/hangover-i-still-have-this-hang-over.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116191038117170185</id><published>2006-10-27T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:53:01.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm off to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;dakak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;with my girls for the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kuks franz lala cess rhons loi ris sherland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;**dont worry, i'll post pics asap..! haha=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116183208586169527</id><published>2006-10-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T11:08:05.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;impulse buying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;my dad just bought a new sony trinitron wega tv. waaaahhh.. i wanna scream. tas i was asking for an ipod he doesn't want to give me one coz i dont need it daw. whatever. like as if he needs a new tv.. shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116183208586169527?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116164957052005736</id><published>2006-10-24T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T08:41:46.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;igonre my entry a few hours back.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just got lucky.. so lucky..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) wuhhoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i'm so excited for this weekend..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;waaaaaaahhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;whats happening? sShh.. malalaman niyo rin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june - oct wishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havaianas metallic in gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;havaianas metallic in any color&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the devil wears prada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;printer for my laptop&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;earn money c/o sir greg&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;huge shoulder bag&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;cute school shoes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;buy preppy shirts&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;new sneakers&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dye my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;perm my hair&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have above average grades&lt;br /&gt;stop being a bitch&lt;br /&gt;SAVE&lt;br /&gt;get a tattoo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**ok.. i still haven't bought the havaianas metallic in gold, i promise when i get back from zamboanga i'll buy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**i still didn't watch devil wears prada.. waaaaahhh. i'm such a loser.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**it was sort of in my plan to dye my hair before i go home, but i didnt! waahh.. didnt have time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**i'll know if my grades are above average by saturday.. i'm a bit nervous.. huhuhuh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**i'm not totally a bitch.. but i still am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**i saved.. but its all gone.. hahaha!!! uhhmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;**i'll get a tattoo as soon as i see panget! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bleh.. theres always next time.. diba? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116164957052005736?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116164957052005736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116164957052005736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116164957052005736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116164957052005736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/ignore-igonre-my-entry-few-hours-back.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116161593202230515</id><published>2006-10-23T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:44:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[1] something happened today.. it made me say this "get a life loser".. haha tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;[2] my friends, no matter how bad you guys suck, i love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;[3] feo, tnx for making me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keno told me this the other day "&lt;strong&gt;i still respect my past&lt;/strong&gt;".. i wish, i really do wish that everybody should respect what happened to their past.. karma lang siguro for me coz i didnt respect mine in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should i even fight for something or someone that does not make me feel happy or makes me feel like a caged animal? its not worth it. its really not. right? besides, i have a hot latino guy waiting for me. so why bother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116161593202230515?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116161593202230515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116161593202230515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116161593202230515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; i close my eyes.. and i dream about you.. i close my eyes.. i could almost feel you im my arms.. almost.. *sigh*&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/17286234-116139604167127283?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116139604167127283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116139604167127283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116139604167127283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116139604167127283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-close-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116127168811328914</id><published>2006-10-19T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:28:08.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;greatest sense of freedom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to be simply myself as i want to be and not as others say i should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is so fuckin true! thats why i love my life now.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116127168811328914?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116127168811328914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116127168811328914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116127168811328914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116127168811328914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/freedom-greatest-sense-of-freedom-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116113465521070447</id><published>2006-10-18T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:32:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got this from Saab's site.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;Swam with wild dolphins *-i want to&lt;br /&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Taken a Ferrari for a test drive *-it'll be cool&lt;br /&gt;Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;Taken a candlelit bath with someone *-aww sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Said 'I love you' and meant it&lt;/strong&gt; *-yup =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugged a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped *-soon&lt;br /&gt;Visited Paris *-i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea *&lt;/strong&gt;-freaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt; *-aww&lt;br /&gt;Seen the Northern Lights *-cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone to a huge sports game &lt;/strong&gt;*-uaap?&lt;br /&gt;Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt; *-supah sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Changed a baby's diaper *-yuck.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;Watched a meteor shower *-i want to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten drunk on champagne &lt;/strong&gt;*- i didnt puke though&lt;br /&gt;donated more than you can afford to charity *-i wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment &lt;/strong&gt;*-and it shouldn't have happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a food fight&lt;/strong&gt; *icing fight.. aww.. my bday&lt;br /&gt;Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;Asked out a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Had a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screamed as loudly as you possibly can &lt;/strong&gt;*-when i'm super mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;Ridden a roller coaster &lt;/strong&gt;*-enchanted? i'm such a loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hit a home run &lt;/strong&gt;*-softball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking &lt;/strong&gt;*-i always do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adopted an accent for an entire day &lt;/strong&gt;*-for 3years! provincial accent.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/strong&gt; *-right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/strong&gt; *-this computer has 4!&lt;br /&gt;Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken care of someone who was drunk &lt;/strong&gt;*-my bro.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have amazing friends &lt;/strong&gt;*-yup&lt;br /&gt;Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stolen a sign&lt;/strong&gt; *-ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt; *-who hasnt?&lt;br /&gt;Gone rock climbing *-ugghh.. i want to&lt;br /&gt;Midnight walk on the beach *-awww.. dats so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been heartbroken longer than you were actually inlove&lt;/strong&gt; *-yup =x&lt;br /&gt;In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milked a cow&lt;/strong&gt; *-it was gross!&lt;br /&gt;Alphabetized your CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretended to be a superhero &lt;/strong&gt;*-yah, storm of xmen and pink ranger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sung karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;*-always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt; *-my fav thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;Gone scuba diving *-i promise i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain &lt;/strong&gt;*-yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played in the mud &lt;/strong&gt;*-ahihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played in the rain&lt;/strong&gt; *-those who didnt are losers!&lt;br /&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Started a business&lt;/strong&gt; *-haha.. i sold green mango when i was in grade3!&lt;br /&gt;Fallen in love and not had your heart broken *-is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;Toured ancient sites&lt;br /&gt;Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played DVD for more than 6 hours straight &lt;/strong&gt;*-yep, house!&lt;br /&gt;Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in a movie &lt;/strong&gt;*-duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crashed a party &lt;/strong&gt;*-ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;Made cookies from scratch&lt;br /&gt;Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a tattoo *-soon.. care of panget/feo&lt;br /&gt;Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;Been on television news programs as an "expert"&lt;br /&gt;Got flowers for no reason *-i hate flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt; *yah.. embarassing though&lt;br /&gt;Been to Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recorded music &lt;/strong&gt;*-ahihi.. it was a silly one&lt;br /&gt;Eaten shark *-huhu poor thing&lt;br /&gt;Had a one-night stand&lt;br /&gt;Gone to Thailand *-soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Bought a house *-yah.. like i wish..!&lt;br /&gt;Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;Buried one/both of your parents *-fuck u!&lt;br /&gt;Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;/strong&gt; *-chavacano, english, tagalog&lt;br /&gt;Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;Raised children&lt;br /&gt;Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;/strong&gt; *-yah.. when i studied in manila&lt;br /&gt;Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;br /&gt;Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;Lost over 100 pounds *-id be dead when that happens.. im just 90lbs..!&lt;br /&gt;Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;Petted a stingray *aww steve irwin.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken someone's heart &lt;/strong&gt;*-ask them.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helped an animal give birth&lt;/strong&gt; *-yah.. our pet dog&lt;br /&gt;Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced &lt;/strong&gt;*-belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;Eaten kangaroo meat *-poor thing&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone back to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petted a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read The Iliad&lt;/strong&gt; *-only the summary.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating &lt;/strong&gt;*-pig&lt;br /&gt;Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought to yourself that you're living your dream &lt;/strong&gt;*- yup.. a few months back -x&lt;br /&gt;Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Built your own PC from parts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;Caused a car accident&lt;br /&gt;Saved someone's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116113465521070447?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116113465521070447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116113465521070447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116113465521070447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116113465521070447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-got-this-from-saabs-site.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116104254880321500</id><published>2006-10-17T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:49:08.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;viva la bam!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm actually already in zamboanga. i've been getting lots of sleep since i arrived here.  i'm, surprisingly, not in the mood to go out and have fun. dunno why, i guess there's still this guilty feeling that whenever i'm out, lola worries. kaya i don't go out. it weird cause i still talk  to her and ask her some stuffs like where's the can opener, i can't find the spoon and thanks for the coke that you left me. she might not be here physically but i still feel like talking to her. at some point i still fight off the tears everytime i think of her. the house is literally empty without her. its seems to be a lot bigger now than it was before. but, i'm just glad she's in a better and happier place right now. i could imagine the big smile she has looking down on us.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;aun, i've been watching the house series. i'm starting off and i'm in season one. omg.. its soooooooo addicting. sarcastic medical drama. thats the best way to describe it. collecting of dvd tv series has been so common and cheap lately. i'm planning to have my own collection of dvds. i wanna by the full seasons of Smallvile, Grey's Anatomy, Lost, 24, Prison Break, and no doubtedly, Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;sorry for a really &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt; blog. hehe.. its 7:46am. damn.. i woke up early.. well i guess i'm gona continue on watching house.. hehe =) ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116104254880321500?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116104254880321500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116104254880321500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116104254880321500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116104254880321500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/viva-la-bam-im-actually-already-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116079546471787891</id><published>2006-10-14T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:11:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm going home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;finals will be over in a couple of hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck.. where is the good in good bye?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116079546471787891?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-116053199671875750</id><published>2006-10-11T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:59:56.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;100 ways to show your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;100th- share a icecream cone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;99- walkin in the rain together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;98- name a cartoon character after that person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;97- squeeze the person's hand when crossing the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;96- look at the stars and make a wish together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;95- prepare a picnic setup, bring a cd player and play your favorite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;94- hug the person tight when he/she feels scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;93- offer the first and last bite of your burger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;92- wirte and leave a simple thank you note without stating the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;91- stare at the person from afar then smile or simple make a funny face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;90 - scribble his/hername on anything you could write on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;89- ride in one bike together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;88- memorize his/her scent whether its his sweat or cologne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;87- fix the collar of his/her shirt even if theres really nothing to fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;86- share a jacket when its deadly cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;85- stay on the phone eventhough you don't have anything to talk about anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;84- watch your favorite movie togther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;83- a surprise hug coming from nowhere would do the trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;82- give a kiss on his/her cheek after a very tiring day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;81- pinch his/her nose instead of ignoring the corny joke he/she just cracked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;80- grab every chance to comment on how fat or how thin he/she is getting. act as if you mind it but in fact you dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;awww.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-116053199671875750?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/116053199671875750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=116053199671875750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116053199671875750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/116053199671875750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/100-ways-to-show-your-love-100th-share.html' 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href="http://www.philstar.com/philstar/news200610031601.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; for more details..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;galing galing ng uste!!! wuhoo!! =) toink!! btw, here are some pics i uploaded in my multiply site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] a night with max and eric&lt;br /&gt;[2] quickie weekend in zamboanga&lt;br /&gt;[3] UAAP finals [ust vs. admu]&lt;br /&gt;[4] airport boredom&lt;br /&gt;[5] the best grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sorry, but pics are for my contacts and network only]&lt;br /&gt;so if you're interested in seeing my pics.. invite me! hehhee.. kkrriisstamin.multiply.com.. and sorry, i only accept invites of pipz i know [or at least i think i know] hehehe hell week is coming next week. but before that, mei victory party ang uste maya! wuhhoo!! wear-anything-yellow-day.. toink.. asteg.. first time may wash day. hehe eerr.. second time pala ngayon. lupet.. galing2xx.. wala lang. hehe i'm sure i've got a bunch of pics to post after tonight's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i STILL don't totally understand basketball, like the offensive pals, penalites, foul out, who gets the ball, who passes it to whom and stuffs like that.. i'm still amaze on how most of the audience are keen in spotting the penalties. its almost as if as easy as differentiating black from white. what the heck! i still enjoyed last monday's game. basta nag shoot, ok nako. i know may point un. hehe ang galing talaga. i know, from my own simple and naive judgement of the game, that it was a good play. ateneo did well. so did ust. it wasn't easy. my knees were weak [as in].. nobody was sure who was gonna win. i was sitting down during the last 5mins of the game. siyet. both teams were nervous and both crowds were hoping na pumalpak yung kalaban. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hay nako! basta. 5 peat na sa cheering tas champs pa sa basketball.. tsk tsk tsk.. mayabang ba? there's a reason naman diba? i'm a proud tomasina.. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115993115087654000?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115993115087654000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115993115087654000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115993115087654000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115993115087654000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/go-uste.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115979299041368668</id><published>2006-10-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:44:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONE BIG BITE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;UST 2006 UAAP CHAMPIONS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;76-74!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;galing niyo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115979299041368668?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115979299041368668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115979299041368668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115979299041368668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115979299041368668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-big-bite-ust-2006-uaap-champions.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115910147616258106</id><published>2006-09-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:53:54.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/backwhen/krislola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/backwhen/krislola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;your memory haunts me. not in a bad way. in a&lt;strong&gt; i miss you way&lt;/strong&gt;. i can't believe everything happend so fast. i never really had the chance to say &lt;em&gt;i'm sorry&lt;/em&gt; kahit na almost araw2x tayo dati nagaaway. i never had the chance to say say &lt;em&gt;thank&lt;/em&gt; you coz you're the best lola ever. i never really had the chance to say &lt;em&gt;i'm so proud of you&lt;/em&gt; coz you're the only person who fights for what you believe in no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and what i regret the most is not saying i love you.. not even once.. and i never even wrote it. it sucks. and i regret it so much. now that you're gone, i feel so pathetic for NOT saying these things NOT EVEN ONCE in my 19 years of breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm sorry la. i love you and i'm missing you so bad.. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115910147616258106?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115910147616258106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115910147616258106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115910147616258106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115910147616258106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-memory-haunts-me.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/backwhen/th_krislola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115889458597625127</id><published>2006-09-22T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:09:45.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ahihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100 ways to show your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100th- share a icecream cone&lt;br /&gt;99- walkin in the rain together&lt;br /&gt;98- name a cartoon character after that person&lt;br /&gt;97- squeeze the person's hand when crossing the street&lt;br /&gt;96- look at the stars and make a wish together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised with my friends, classmates and cousin's reaction with this "idea".. it started when i sent the 100th way last saturday [sept16] and i sent the remaining 99 everynight since then. the 96th way wasn't sent to me last wednesday kasi naman ang kulit ko, i was eager to know what it is tas napikon sakin ung kulot! hehe.. kaya i have to skip one day. toink.. aun, as i was saying i was surprise on the people's reaction. i usually send it early evening. sometimes i get messages of pipz asking me to send it na kasi excited na sila. kinukulit nila ako to send it na. meron naman they made me promise na i'll send it to them everynight. meron naman, binilang nila kung kelan yung 100th day na they will receive it.. haha its probably the only quote that i send everynight in which EVERYBODY is looking forward to. at least hindi na istorbo mga kowts na sinesend ko. db? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang cute kaya nung idea. kahit naman ako, it makes me look forward to know kung ano yung number 1 way. kinikilig ako in a way whenever i read it. hehe.. uhhmm maybe because i have experienced some of it. and experiencing it with not just one guy makes it even better and sweeter. awww.. aun, kinikilig na naman ako. hehe basta, it makes me wonder kung ano ung number 1 way.. hahay.. toink.. shitty tots ulet.. hehe.. ciao.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115889458597625127?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115889458597625127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115889458597625127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115889458597625127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sabi ni panget "hi" daw. oh, green pa yan, fav color mo.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;will blog next time.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115883739366639315?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115883739366639315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115883739366639315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115883739366639315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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favorite soda: &lt;em&gt;pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- favorite band: &lt;em&gt;dami &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- favorite animal: &lt;em&gt;dogs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- favorite fruit: &lt;em&gt;durian, strawberry, grapes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- favorite weather: &lt;em&gt;fair &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You:&lt;br /&gt;- have a girlfriend/boyfriend: &lt;em&gt;ahihih &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want more piercings: &lt;em&gt;yup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want a tattoo: &lt;em&gt;yah.. soon..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- like cleaning: &lt;em&gt;no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many relationships did you have? &lt;em&gt;do i really have to answer that.. sshh.. its secret.. winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many times have you truly been in love: &lt;em&gt;once.. ata.. hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many guys/girls told you that they were in love w/ you:&lt;em&gt; drama line kaya yan! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever thought that you were going to marry the person you were with: &lt;em&gt;hahah.. i guess so..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurts: &lt;em&gt;yah.. it hurts and it was wrong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry: &lt;em&gt;yep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever cried over a boyfriend or girlfriend: &lt;em&gt;always.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Are you happy being single rather than being in relationships: &lt;em&gt;single! iyakin ako tsong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever been cheated on: &lt;em&gt;yup.. haha.. its fun tho.. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What are the important things in a relationship:&lt;em&gt; trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Worst relationship?: &lt;em&gt;my first.. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you ever broken someones heart?: &lt;em&gt;ahihihih.. i know i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you talk to any of your exes?: &lt;em&gt;w8.. how many are they ba? hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have u ever dated people you dont like?: &lt;em&gt;yah.. toink..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you been in an abusive relationship?: &lt;em&gt;uhmm.. la naman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you dated someone older than you?: &lt;em&gt;yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; nope.. second chances suck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in love at first sight?: &lt;em&gt;i did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever dated two people at once?: &lt;em&gt;yup.. hahaha try niyo.. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever been given a promise ring?: &lt;em&gt;uhhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever been given an Engagement ring?: &lt;em&gt;no.. korny naman nun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you want to get married?: &lt;em&gt;yah.. 10yrs frm now. .aha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you have something to say to your ex?: &lt;em&gt;uhmm hi?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ever stolen someone's boyfriend or girlfriend?: &lt;em&gt;not directly.. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you believe in true love?&lt;em&gt; yah.. and it sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;- talked to: &lt;em&gt;jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- thought of: &lt;em&gt;my report.. huhuuh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watched: &lt;em&gt;the cars pass by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For or Against:&lt;br /&gt;- long distant relationships: &lt;em&gt;for.. coz u could have fun in betweenn.. hehehe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- killing people: &lt;em&gt;against!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- teenage smoking: &lt;em&gt;dont care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have you:&lt;br /&gt;- ever cried over a girl or boy: &lt;em&gt;yes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ever been arrested: &lt;em&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- ever had a friend die: &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ever dated a cousin: &lt;em&gt;shthead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- ever finished a puzzle: &lt;em&gt;yup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ever got surgery: &lt;em&gt;minor lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- ever got beat up: &lt;em&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- ever hated someone:&lt;em&gt; yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ever jogged a mile: &lt;em&gt;yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number:&lt;br /&gt;- favorite number: &lt;em&gt;9 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Number of times I have had my heartbroken: &lt;em&gt;toink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115866157511973267?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115866157511973267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115866157511973267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115866157511973267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115866157511973267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/say-it-name-your-high-school-ateneo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115865251086193078</id><published>2006-09-19T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:03:08.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/th2klgs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/th2klgs7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohh la la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/th2klgs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was so happy for the past few days. always smiling. as in. haha.. nagmukha nga akong tanga eh. kahit na stress out na stress out [stress out na stress out talaga e, hindi lang stress out] good mood pa rin. hehe.. two people said that blooming daw aq. one said na mukha daw akong inlove. &lt;strong&gt;inlove nga ba?&lt;/strong&gt; ehh.. kanino naman? haha winky winky winky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;napastressful yung last 3 weeks ko. wala na nga akong weekend. weekend? ano yun?!?! toink.. pero so far everything is falling in too place. ang laki ng talaga ng eyebags ko. ang weird naman. bakit tagalog yung ginagamit ko ngayon. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;**english mode**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i think i'm gonna watch the UST vs UE game on thursday. sana manalo yung uste para pasok kame sa finals. yahhoo..!! asteg kaya yun.. =) aun, hafta go.. will blog longer when i have time.. ciao.. =) smile for me guys.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115865251086193078?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115865251086193078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115865251086193078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115865251086193078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115865251086193078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/ohh-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115848842933628010</id><published>2006-09-17T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:41:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/dfafd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/dfafd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;shitty tots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i love the simplicity of this movie quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"you make my heart skip faster and slower at the same time.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;awww.. it just feels good.. so good.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i got this pic from my notebook.. sorry.. blurry shot.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115848842933628010?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115848842933628010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spiral-or-circles-5.freeonlinegames.com/"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115822329998876057?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115822329998876057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115822329998876057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115822329998876057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115822329998876057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115820604660554116</id><published>2006-09-14T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:39:00.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its stalking me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i heard the song "Iris" by goo goo dolls 3 times today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that a shitty sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always loved the song. i remember liking it coz my brother likes it. lame reason nga eh. by time i eventually learned to love the song for what it really meant. loving the song also means falling inlove with the movie "city of angels". kahit na meg died sa last part [bummer] but its just one of those cheesy love flicks that i still cry with no matter how many times i watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss from her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a deep thought, &lt;strong&gt;its weird why love only feels good during the first part of the relationship&lt;/strong&gt;. as what i realized, "&lt;em&gt;love is not a emotion. its more of a commitment.."&lt;/em&gt; if you can't commit, then whats the point, right? i had a couple of "&lt;em&gt;legal and illegal", "secret and overpublicized"&lt;/em&gt; relationships and i can't seem to commit. as in to stick to what i say. maybe thats one of the reasons why i don't want to be in a relationship for the mean time. [sorry guys, hahaha].. i'm actually enjoying my life being single and free. &lt;strong&gt;at least no one tells me who i should be with, what i should wear and what i should do. at least its now ok to do every wrong thing i did in a relationship before..&lt;/strong&gt; i hate being dictated. i guess the word is "&lt;em&gt;freedom&lt;/em&gt;". free to do anything and free from the guilt for the wrong things you did. i'm in the "having fun with any one stage.."; no commitments, everything so casual. no strings attached. if feels good though. it feels good to be legally single.. ahahaha.. toink.. read between the lines. at least i'm not hurting anybody now even with them not knowing. haha.. just the shitty me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love Iris for the same old reason. its no longer a song dedicted to someone. its no longer just a soundtrack of a movie. but i love it mainly because i still get skin bumps everytime i hear it. no joke.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;kadiri nga pala ung version ni ronan keating.. yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nakakapagod talaga. super hectic ng &lt;strong&gt;junior&lt;/strong&gt; life. it took me a while to realize its Sept 14 na pala ngayon. thats how fast time flies by. homesick na talaga ako ngayon. i dont know why. i &lt;em&gt;really really really&lt;/em&gt; wanna go home. ngayon lang talaga nagkaroon ng 'need' to go home. i dont understand. kagulo ko. hehe ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115820604660554116?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115820604660554116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115820604660554116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115820604660554116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115820604660554116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-stalking-me-i-heard-song-iris-by.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115811058773417496</id><published>2006-09-13T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:30:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;too techie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i lost my usb, memory stick. siyet. my life practically depends on that shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm happy na panalo yung uste sa cheerdance.&lt;br /&gt;5 peat. ang galing ng Gawi! record breakers.&lt;br /&gt;i've been so busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy coz it keeps me from useless thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i literally have no breaks during weekends til finals.&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap ng third year.&lt;br /&gt;finals na, bwiset. kelangan qng bumawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a long entry for this day. but as i said, i lost my memory stick. ugghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115811058773417496?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115811058773417496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115811058773417496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115811058773417496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115811058773417496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-techie-i-lost-my-usb-memory-stick.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115762552969727797</id><published>2006-09-07T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:32:02.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;awww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/pongracz/100_1320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/pongracz/100_2527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/pongracz/100_2527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy feast day sa pongracz&lt;/strong&gt;.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;pahabol lang before the day ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lam ko hindi buong class ang kasali sa mga pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i miss you guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;uwi ako sa sembreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;read my previous entry para sa drama ko.. hehe&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/17286234-115762552969727797?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115762552969727797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115762552969727797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115762552969727797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115762552969727797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/pongracz/th_100_1320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115760578593149004</id><published>2006-09-07T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:33:44.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;weekend na.. yahhooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happening this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. cheering on sunday&lt;br /&gt;2. maan's wedding on saturday&lt;br /&gt;3. divisoria shopping and pep rally on friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was thinking if i'll go home to zamboanga this sembreak. where ever i am sa sembreak i'll miss a lot of 'happenings'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i'll decided to go to zamboanga i won't be able to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attend bea's debut&lt;br /&gt;do the proctoring ek ek&lt;br /&gt;go to the LTS [overnight, outing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i'll stay in manila, i won't be able to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attend kukay's debut [road trip]&lt;br /&gt;see my parents and lola&lt;br /&gt;get a chance go to cagayan [get tats]&lt;br /&gt;have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;extreme&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bonding with pongracz&lt;br /&gt;get my yearbook&lt;br /&gt;be updated with tsismis [haha i'm loving it]&lt;br /&gt;eat my mom's food&lt;br /&gt;rest&lt;br /&gt;get my belly pierced [again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toink toink toink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/cat2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*i took this picture.. just wanna post it. hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i answered my own question..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm going home&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday kristian! i dont know ur number and i doubt ur reading my blogs.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115760578593149004?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115760578593149004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115760578593149004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115760578593149004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115760578593149004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-na.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115732679816574682</id><published>2006-09-04T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:35:36.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mabuhay ang pungkul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ej's despidida dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;check my multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/100_4950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;no time to blog.. next time. promise.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115732679816574682?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115732679816574682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115732679816574682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115732679816574682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115732679816574682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/mabuhay-ang-pungkul-ejs-despidida.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_100_4950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115707865960931459</id><published>2006-09-01T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:38:20.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm missing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my short haired days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my hair now =) kagulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will blog next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i still have to gather my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a lot of shits have been going on lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/k3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115707865960931459?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115707865960931459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115707865960931459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115707865960931459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115707865960931459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/short%20hair/th_k1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115692127467812628</id><published>2006-08-30T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:40:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; TORN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alam ko hindi tayo.. but it seems like it. you care about me, and i care about you a lot.. we even feel more than that. you make me happy in ways you dont even notice. but, its so hard to let you know.. just wanna say: i'm sorry. whatever that means..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115692127467812628?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115692127467812628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115692127467812628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115692127467812628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115692127467812628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/torn-alam-ko-hindi-tayo.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115674646924489254</id><published>2006-08-28T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T14:30:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*uste's surprising win against admu.. wuhoo..!! go dylan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*sunday busy-busihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so happy =) i don't know why..and  i dont deserve it.. hehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday sherwin!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday vanessa!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday ej!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;happy birthday moses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;check my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.. =) i'm still uploading pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115674646924489254?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115674646924489254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115674646924489254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115674646924489254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115674646924489254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/ustes-surprising-win-against-admu.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115640605523370467</id><published>2006-08-24T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:54:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/49362023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/49362023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;UAAP CHEERING COMPETITION ON SEPT 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yessh.. i can't wait for the UST salinggawi to perform.. and whats seems to be impossible [but still hopeful] a 5-year winning streak..! ang galing ng gawi..!! 4 year cheering champs.. uaap history.. =) go go go uste!!! btw. my classmates dazha and jane are both members of gawi. si dazha ung nasa front ng pic na to.. goodluck guys.. =)&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/17286234-115640605523370467?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115640605523370467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115640605523370467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115640605523370467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115640605523370467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/uaap-cheering-competition-on-sept-10.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115623903112291419</id><published>2006-08-22T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T17:40:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; naman.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ang pangit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. leche ka.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pangit talga&lt;/span&gt;..!! wahahaha angas pa.. kala mo kung sino.. wahahaha... u make me laugh.. subra.. tsk tsk tsk.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you suck so bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. hahah!!! swerte ka na.. ahaha!! here's a pic for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;fuck you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOSER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! hahaha..!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one wrong move and you'll see&lt;/span&gt;.. ur making me do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;f.u.r.b&lt;/span&gt; ball!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;errr.. fudgeshit is asking me too stop.. ok ok ok.. i love busta and kelis's single.. "I love my chick [bitch].. and yah.. &lt;strong&gt;i love my nigga.. yup yup.. i love my boy..&lt;/strong&gt; ang cute ng song fudge =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/519.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnx for the errr.. animal? hehe cute.. =) so comfy to hug tlaga.. **huggss**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/536.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still haven't notice.. i got my hair permed.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/514.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pic speak for itself.. hahaha fudgeshit's photography.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115623903112291419?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115623903112291419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115623903112291419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115623903112291419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115623903112291419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/ang-pota-naman.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/th_543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115570974895898450</id><published>2006-08-16T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T15:32:05.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tuesday was so draining &lt;strong&gt;period&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;first up, i woke up last tuesday with the i dont wanna wake up feeling again. sarap kasi matulog. ang lamig. aun, Ex Psych was so draining. we didnt have your second prelims. so does that mean we all passed? wahah.. think positive kris. aun, we spent more than our discussing what experiment to choose. then they finally decided on my experiment. we spent another hour or so trying to summarize the procedure. ma'am was so, lets say strict, on how we summarized our procedure. i know she's doing that for our own good, but i guess its just so hard to think straight. aun.. after that we ate lunch at tinoco. then ate milo icecream sa carpark. ang sarap =) i was too exhausted for Lit. plus, i didnt bring my book. so.. i had a lame excuse not to listen and day dream. wahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after lit we waited for ma'am. ange and i were listening to tabby's ipod [ipod ng bayan] the song by natalie, "going crazy" played.. lumamig lang bigla yung kamay ko. ewan ko ba. it just felt like it was being whispered to my ears. siyet. kagulo.. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the usually strict ma'am, she rejected our procedure a couple of times. she wanted us to revise it or something. the second time she asked us to revise it, i left the classroom and just cried. ugghh.. i just can't take harsh criticisms. as what i said in my previous entry, i grew up in a spoiled life where in nobody tells me whats wrong. disadvantage? ewan. buti na lang ange was there. i could not have done that alone. after calming myself and thinking it thoroughly, ange and i were able to come up with a neat, no erasure and well thought of summary. finally, inapprove ni maam. hay nako.. ang saya2x namin when we left the classroom.. nilibre ko si ange ng milo icecream. sarap =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we ate at mcdo [ust carpark] after. all of them ordered the burger mcdo meal with free fries and drink upgrade.. i ordered chicken fillet instead. i ddnt bring kasi my BESsoc card. kaya walang libreng upgrade.. stupid kris, krung krung. kaya aun. sarap ng fries =) arianne's craving for salt. ange's kuko. dancing to average joe as if its a mcdo commercial. ang aircon. sensi? ssshhh.. what happened in mcdo, stays in mcdo.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i walked home alone that night. deep thoughts. ur so mean kris. binuksan ang laptop. at nagblog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;devil in prada&lt;/strong&gt; in pinas theaters soon.. can't wait.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY CAN"T I POST PICS!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Levi, Lizle and Pinky!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115570974895898450?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115570974895898450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115570974895898450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115570974895898450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115570974895898450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/tuesday-was-so-draining-period-first.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115543798859027296</id><published>2006-08-13T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T10:59:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was texting with the bestfriend of my family friend the other night. [got that?] wala lang. basta, i said something and this was his reply: "yes, dats a maldita bitch wid a huge self respect". just wanna share. i'm actually not offended when i'm branded as a "bitch". i'm a bitch. but not the type of bitch who lives a promiscuous life style and sleeps with anybody. i'm a type of bitch who says harsh words, says awful things which i dont really mean or stuffs like that. in short, maldita, taray or mean girl type. i often laugh and find it desperate for guys who are interested on me only for sex. yes, in this fed up world there are guys who's just after that. i've had several encounters wherein they literally [ang kapal ng mukha nila] asked me if i wanna do it with them. kissing has been so casual for me. but that doesn't mean i wanna go further than that. fuck u guys. i may be a bitch, but i'm not a slut. theres a difference. its up to you to know that. they're asking for something in which they'll never get. i may dress up in revealing clothes, speak my mind out with liberating thoughts, and act so cosmopolitan.. but don't get me wrong. i'm not like that. not at all. i just hate the shitty misconceptions they have on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful first to sun cellular for making the word 'unlimited' sound like a blessing. they started the unlimited fad and now communication has been so easy coz of it. i'm just so happy i could text everyone for as long as i want. waking up with tons of messages ain't so bad.. the downside of it lang is that i missent messages.. ugghh.. wala lang.. with with ma'am tabirara [tabiwawa], dude, a guy with a small dick, and some random pipol. but other than that, all is well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siyet.. i've been playing the song rock wit you by ashanti for God-knows-how-many-times today. its a old song. but i love the beat.. aww baby.. hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam week last week.. wahh.. i'm still praying for the results.. siyet. madedebar nako.. huuhuh.. joke.. think straight kris.. hirap talaga ng 3rd year. yaw ko na. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well aniwyz, after the psychoment exam on fri we went to st.thomas square. suppose to be magkaraoke kame. but we ended up eating. mahal kasi ng rent. aun. after that we went to robs place ermita. wala lang. stroll lang. jai, bea and me wer going nuts over the cube puzzle we bought. i guess its the only thing to keep our mouths shut. hehe we went back to st.thomas square after tas nag-yof kame. saya2xx.. wala lang. i wasnt able to see jonats after.. kinukulit niya kasi ako para pumunta ng yof. but ok lang =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wonderwall by oasis is playing right now. aww.. i love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been alcohol free for months now.. achievement? hehehe daming kong pimple ngayon. and its just for one damn reason.. but i'm loving it =) **fudgeshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a cute kowt somebody sent to me.. hir i am on d rolr coastr of lyf.. and i knw dt urs s as hctic as myn. dnt gt me wrong, its a lot of fun smtyms. but its a rush 2 gt things done and it sims d ryd nvr stops. its slows down jst enuf 4 us to catch our breath. n dn its on 2 d nxt advnture. evn tho i thnk of u oftn. ol we evr sm 2 hv tym 4 is a quick 'hello'. i wntd 2 let u knw i mis r mor relaxd tyms 2gdr. bt nw il jz wave frm d rolercoaster n look 4ward of seeing u around d next bend. mis u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115543798859027296?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115543798859027296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115543798859027296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115543798859027296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115543798859027296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-texting-with-bestfriend-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115512028195478341</id><published>2006-08-09T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T18:51:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i learned something.. uhhmm plastic talaga..!! buysit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;any way.. random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*running in the rain seems to be warmer this time around. esp when somebody squeezes ur hands while running.&lt;br /&gt;*i'd rather get wet running in the rain. =)&lt;br /&gt;*mas masarap ang sundae and fries sa mcdo =)&lt;br /&gt;*i can't believe somebody loves strawberries more than i do&lt;br /&gt;*looking at the city lights at night from a mountain top is the most relaxing thing to see&lt;br /&gt;*sunsets too..&lt;br /&gt;*hugs are comforting in a breezy friday night&lt;br /&gt;*kisses are better short hehee&lt;br /&gt;*but i wish that every (short) kiss was never ending [wouldn't it be nice - beachboys]&lt;br /&gt;*a shoulder is a nice place to lean your head on =)&lt;br /&gt;*looking straight into someone's eyes numbs my body&lt;br /&gt;*studying while texting has been my habit&lt;br /&gt;*sleep talking can make someone look so weird. yikes&lt;br /&gt;*i read cosmo, is that bad?&lt;br /&gt;*men look so hot wearing havaianas. [eerr sorry.. but its true *fudgeshit]&lt;br /&gt;*i hate eating fish&lt;br /&gt;*but i love twister fries [libre?]&lt;br /&gt;*its that wrinkle over your nose.&lt;br /&gt;*getting mad together seems to be so sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;*mondays are so draining.&lt;br /&gt;*i hate wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;*i love hotdogs.. 'till death! esp with ketchup, mayo and mustard.&lt;br /&gt;*i hate hip-hop wannabes.. esp who dress like them. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;*a guy is a man if he wears pink and looks hot wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;*rock wit u by ashanti is the perfect slow dance song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115512028195478341?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115512028195478341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115512028195478341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115512028195478341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115512028195478341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-learned-something.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115492565420112322</id><published>2006-08-07T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:48:26.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while i was studying, i was scribbling the lyrics of a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/collide.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/collide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're reading this? hope you are.. &lt;strong&gt;whoever you are&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115492565420112322?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115492565420112322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115492565420112322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115492565420112322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115492565420112322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/while-i-was-studying-i-was-scribbling.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/blogger/th_collide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115492519074286427</id><published>2006-08-07T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:37:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALOI, AUNTIE TESSIE&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TiN2x and ABBY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY REG&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FIESTA TO ALL THE ATENEANS!!! [july31]&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing the overflowing food, endless laughs and crazy house-hopping!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZLE&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since we kept in touch.. I’m wondering how you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started august with this really gloomy pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, it didnt start right. i woke up with the feeling "i-dont-wanna-wake-up-anymore". ep was sooooooooo draining. bitches are everywhere. but buti na lang GA ng bessoc. pics are found in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;multiply site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; [sorry for contacts and network lang] ang saya2x ng day na un.. hahay.. &lt;em&gt;panacea&lt;/em&gt; ng buhay ko ang beswan. swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was something i will never forget. even if i won't write about it, im sure i'll remember every single detail of what happened. hahay.. fatz, bea, jai, tabs and of corz ung pikon but kalog na kuya dennis. hehehe.. it was actually the first time i saw the araneta coliseum na walang tao.. as in empty seats.. yikes.. hahaaa sory no pics.. forgot to bring the digi cam. and im regretting it so bad.. basta.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm a changed person dahil sa experience na un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hahaha.. yaks.. drama line? ehehe i won't dwell on what happened that night. basta.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what happened in araneta, stays in araneta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga pala. nag starbucks kame after sa tomas morato.. it was about 1am.. tas naka-uniform pako.. san ka pa? haha..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; highlight un ng gimik life ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. grrr.. nakkhiya tlga.. pero ok lang. fatz and i slept kina tabs. i went back to the dorm mga noon time na and i was still wearing my uniform [at dat time i was wearing it for more or less 30 hours. hahaha] i slept the whole afternoon and i slept early that night. sarap matulog pagpagod.. subra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied the whole day yesterday. hahay.. nerd mode na ulet. the test in group dy kanina was lets say.. uhhmm i dont wanna talk bwt it pala. d ko alam kung dapat ba ako maging happy or sad sa exam. hahay.. ep on wednesday.. hay nako.. gudluck na lang. leche.. buti walang class bkas. but i still have classes today, 3-6pm.. hay nako.. buhay.. but konting tiis na lang..&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/17286234-115492519074286427?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115492519074286427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115492519074286427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115492519074286427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115492519074286427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-caloi-auntie-tessie.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115485754305168186</id><published>2006-08-06T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:37:58.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*araneta experience&lt;br /&gt;*starbucks at 2am, still wearing uniform&lt;br /&gt;*overnight kina tabs&lt;br /&gt;*unicef insights&lt;br /&gt;*prelims this week&lt;br /&gt;*will blog next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/s0cUte2btRue1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/s0cUte2btRue1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baristas in starbucks NEVER spell my name right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115485754305168186?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115485754305168186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115485754305168186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115485754305168186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115485754305168186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/08/araneta-experience-starbucks-at-2am.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115425156607745648</id><published>2006-07-30T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:40:50.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/classic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*your parent's car&lt;br /&gt;*the place&lt;br /&gt;*underneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*the view of the city&lt;br /&gt;*the street lights&lt;br /&gt;*the coolness of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;*your warm hugs&lt;br /&gt;*that kiss&lt;br /&gt;*just one night&lt;br /&gt;*i'm missing it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115425156607745648?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115425156607745648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115425156607745648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115425156607745648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115425156607745648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-parents-car-place-underneath.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115406419855317696</id><published>2006-07-28T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T13:26:15.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i watched the break up with jai, ange, bea and fatz. i laughed at some of the scenes in the film, more of because i could see myself being a &lt;em&gt;immature and pathetic girlfriend and friend&lt;/em&gt;. its just that there are always two sides in a story. its when you're mad that you do crazy stuffs just for that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet revenge you think you deserve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and always been wanting. on the other hand, the person affected does the same thing to you. so you end up in this rough tug-of-war in which everybody tries to be the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e diba ang sad? wala lang. i saw myself and my life in many of the scenes in the film. not just in my arguements with my friends, ex-boyfriends, but practically with everybody. i have this overly nodoubt attitude of being so proud of myself.. in simplier terms, ang taas ng pride ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i usually dont say sorry&lt;br /&gt;its always the other person's fault&lt;br /&gt;they dont understand, and&lt;br /&gt;you can't accept me for who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just those reasons and nothing else. &lt;strong&gt;period&lt;/strong&gt;. selfish noh? wala lang. but honestly, i've been trying to work it out. its only the masayahin attitude of the pipz here in manila that tamed me a bit. at least i'm trying not to be a bitch, i don't backstab anymore, i'm trying to be careful with what i'm saying, i rarely insult people, i listen.. its so hard to lower down one's pride especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when for more than half of your life you're not the one who's giving in, who's always right and is never wrong&lt;/span&gt;.. but i'm trying. i swear i'm trying. i've lost and ruined a lot of relationships with people just because i don't listen. stupid? wala lang. shit.. i'm just sorry for everything thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up kris.&lt;br /&gt;be good.&lt;br /&gt;ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_2636copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_2636copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all i have in this life of sin is me and &lt;s&gt;my boyfriend&lt;/s&gt; the pail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115406419855317696?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115406419855317696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115406419855317696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115406419855317696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115406419855317696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-watched-break-up-with-jai-ange-bea.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115371726649674162</id><published>2006-07-24T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:01:06.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;a lot of things happened last weekend.. some sad but fortunately mas madami yung happy.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two concerts in two straight nights, how fun could it be..? haha.. which reminds me, i can't watch the BEP concert on thurs. why? no money.. tsaka walang kasama.. huhuuhh.. paminsan2x lang nga mei international artist na worth puntahan, tas hindi pa pwede. diba ang leche? hhehe bwisit naman kasi, bakit thursday pa. sana friday na lang noh. i have pics in my multiply site. i had a blast at the concerts. there was this sudden interest on OPM bands. galing pala nila. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night, uhhmm.. i dont wanna talk about it. im just hoping that i made the right decision. its good to feel that you have friends to back you up in times where you think that the world sucks. i learned that no matter how serious you are with something or someone, lets say your boyfriend, never forget to still make your friends feel special or grateful you are to have them. coz in the end, when everything tumbles down, you'll realized that they'll be the only ones to sticking to your side. of course, nothing beats one's family with the support you get but friends are the closest to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i cried that night. but i felt good after.." whatever that means. hehehe i suddenly felt an urge to work on my spiritual life. wala lang. i guess it proves that everything really happens for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay nako. wala na naman kaming pasok coz of the bagyo. heheh sayang pa naman ung pinagaralan q buong hapon nung Sunday for Statistics. Nerd nako eh. whahaha. it pays to have high grades. nerd!!! hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ciao.. srap matulog.. ang lamig.. muah.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115371726649674162?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115371726649674162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115371726649674162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115371726649674162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115371726649674162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/lot-of-things-happened-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115364213837401778</id><published>2006-07-23T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T16:12:21.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; all day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;ung suot ko lang..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;kunwari nageemote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3594.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunwari nagiisip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3588.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunwari malungkot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3593.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/100_3593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9966;"&gt;kunwari lang un ha..? kala mu its worth it? hahahaha wala lang mga tsong.. will post next time.. check &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...!!! i had blast for the past nights.. ggrrr.. gota study now.. ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115364213837401778?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115364213837401778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115364213837401778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115364213837401778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115364213837401778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-blue-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/th_100_3594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115328856194115671</id><published>2006-07-19T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T14:03:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;spent the weekend with in alabang coz my grandma was there. a linda and u shoried went to bataan so i had to act as the caregiver for the mean time. i just watched Just My Luck by Lindsay and Click by Adam Sandler. the films are ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i just ate vanilla icecream with cornflakes [yummy], lyn's gulaman, toasted bread with butter [simple pleasures] and took a loooooooooooooong steam bath during the weekend. it felt good. really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jay anne ericka and max slept over on saturday night. bri did too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i tried to study for Ex Psych but i ended up watching tv. i miss watching tv. buti na lang coz the test did not push through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we had our class picture taking last monday. the wacky shots didnt feel wacky.. hahay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tues was such a bad day. long breaks.. and nonsense jerks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i love maria maybelline pineda's work!!!! check her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://o0maybelle0o.multiply.com/photos/album/65"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;multiply!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha i'm just advertising your work maybz! hehehe.. two thumbs up.. i'm just a frustrated photographer thats all.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my head is battling with my heart, my logic has been torn apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUISA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JV!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;kathz, ur birthday's coming.. =)&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/17286234-115328856194115671?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115328856194115671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115328856194115671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115328856194115671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115328856194115671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/spent-weekend-with-in-alabang-coz-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115285173707704611</id><published>2006-07-14T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:42:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just wanna thank the people who found a way to greet me on my birthday.. text, call, ym, email, multiply, letter and all that.. tnx talaga.. =) lovelots..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/100_3350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115285173707704611?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115285173707704611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115285173707704611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115285173707704611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115285173707704611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-wanna-thank-people-who-found.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115267377930039123</id><published>2006-07-12T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T11:09:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i haven't had time to blog about my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first up.. july 7, 2006 - birthday celebration day 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jai and i surprised the class na we'll treat them for lunch in mcdo lacson. ang daming nagreact. hindi daw sila pwede, may pupuntahan and all the ka-dramahan. i was a bit upset na konti lang pupunta. wala lang. silly things we're going through my mind, like "libre na lang nga, hindi pa pwede!".. hehe as jai and i ordered chicken with rice for the 20people or so, konti pa lang tao yung nasa taas. the reserved area in mcdo seemed so bare kasi nga konti lang. i was happy, but something was missing. so ate Sheng started with the 'party proper' [para nga kameng bata eh], they sang "happy birthday". and to my surprise, also jai's, the rest of the class went up the stairs carrying a photo mosaic with dedications, chocolate cake and a box of gifts for us. omg.. ang sweet. as i was about to blow the candle, i cried. duh.. ang baba ng luha ko. subra.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a surprise for the class turned out to be a surprise of my own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks talaga sa effort. thanks sa lahat. it was a really sweet to do and i'm happy you guys even managed to keep it a surprise kahit na lagi ko kayong kasama. wala lang. basta.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you just dont know how happy it made me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i have pics in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;multiply account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. thanks to jai and hannah for the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to makati right after to meet up with mama and papa at max's makati. we took the bus to alabang and met up with a linda, a larty, a baby and maritess in Festival. i bought a ultra cool shirt from happy days. basta. hehehe hindi ko mahal ang uste. actually hindi talaga *sarcastic*. we went to atc after. i just window shopped since i'm saving for a out of the coutry trip. hopefully next year. we ate at auntie annes. wala nang wasabi ice cream at sebastians.. grrrr.. we went home after. i'm so tired that day. but i still ended up watching mtv movie awards 2006.. kagulow..!! ang galing. nanalo si jessica alba [my sister] hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 8, 2006 - birthday celebreation day 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left alabang at around 830. we attend the blessing of generika in bacoor, cavite. generika is a pharmacy owned and managed by my uncle. i think its the 8th branch. after the blessing we went to mall of asia [moa].. we ate at gerry's grill. jj and family joined us. yummy ng batchoy. i miss the batchoy in zamboanga tuloy.. huuuhuhuh.. we went around the mall. a baby and maritess bought me two bags.. waahhh!! nice.. i love em! i wanted to buy new flip flops.. ggrrr.. damn.. i'm saving!! we went to metro walk after. a baby and maritess wanted to go dvd shopping. and so they did. they bought about 14,000 worth of dvds.. yah, its a lot.. swear. hopefully they'll pass through the security at the airport. hehe my mom wanted starbucks. i wasn't really in the mood for one so we just shared sa isang frap. grrr.. they spelled my name wrong ulet. leche.. we ate dinner at pasto after.. its a italian resto. damn.. i just love restos with big servings.. as in.. hhaha.. takaw ko kasi. kakapagod talaga tong day na to. as in.. was so sleepy to even wait for the people to greet me at midnight. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 9, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday but it didnt seem like it. wanna know why? There are a lot chapter reading assignments for different subjects.. wahh.. crazy talga. i had to go back to the dorm as early as 10am. siyet. tas i had to make a powerpoint presentation for our group dy role play.. read a chapter in stats, 5 chapters in Experimental Psych, 30pages for Group Dy then 2chapters for Filipino. diba ang crazy? lalang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEEANN&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGIE&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRECIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 10, 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang bait ni God!!! Subra.. the test for Filipino did not push through, Group Dy recitation was not that bad, and I actually understand statistics now! Haha statistics has never been this clear to me. It was a long day but ayos lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 11, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God strikes again. Hindi na tuloy yung quiz sa EP.. heheh.. but mei trial quiz, ang baba ko. peste talaga. I just learned that coffee stains one’s teeth.. yikes.. I’ve been addicted to it lately. We ate lunch sa ust carpark. Afterwhich we attended the ust unicef GA. I’ve been thinking if I’ll apply as a JVC of unicef.. any way, we’ll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;July 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115267377930039123?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115267377930039123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115267377930039123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115267377930039123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115267377930039123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-havent-had-time-to-blog-_115267377930039123.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115267318045726204</id><published>2006-07-12T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T10:59:40.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i haven't had time to blog about my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up.. july 7, 2006 - birthday celebration day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jai and i surprised the class na we'll treat them for lunch in mcdo lacson. ang daming nagreact. hindi daw sila pwede, may pupuntahan and all the ka-dramahan. i was a bit upset na konti lang pupunta. wala lang. silly things we're going through my mind, like "libre na lang nga, hindi pa pwede!".. hehe as jai and i ordered chicken with rice for the 20people or so, konti pa lang tao yung nasa taas. the reserved area in mcdo seemed so bare kasi nga konti lang. i was happy, but something was missing. so ate Sheng started with the 'party proper' [para nga kameng bata eh], they sang "happy birthday". and to my surprise, also jai's, the rest of the class went up the stairs carrying a photo mosaic with dedications, chocolate cake and a box of gifts for us. omg.. ang sweet. as i was about to blow the candle, i cried. duh.. ang baba ng luha ko. subra.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a surprise for the class turned out to be a surprise of my own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanks talaga sa effort. thanks sa lahat. it was a really sweet to do and i'm happy you guys even managed to keep it a surprise kahit na lagi ko kayong kasama. wala lang. basta.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you just dont know how happy it made me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i have pics in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;multiply account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. thanks to jai and hannah for the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to makati right after to meet up with mama and papa at max's makati. we took the bus to alabang and met up with a linda, a larty, a baby and maritess in Festival. i bought a ultra cool shirt from happy days. basta. hehehe hindi ko mahal ang uste. actually hindi talaga *sarcastic*. we went to atc after. i just window shopped since i'm saving for a out of the coutry trip. hopefully next year. we ate at auntie annes. wala nang wasabi ice cream at sebastians.. grrrr.. we went home after. i'm so tired that day. but i still ended up watching mtv movie awards 2006.. kagulow..!! ang galing. nanalo si jessica alba [my sister] hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 8, 2006 - birthday celebreation day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left alabang at around 830. we attend the blessing of generika in bacoor, cavite. generika is a pharmacy owned and managed by my uncle. i think its the 8th branch. after the blessing we went to mall of asia [moa].. we ate at gerry's grill. jj and family joined us. yummy ng batchoy. i miss the batchoy in zamboanga tuloy.. huuuhuhuh.. we went around the mall. a baby and maritess bought me two bags.. waahhh!! nice.. i love em! i wanted to buy new flip flops.. ggrrr.. damn.. i'm saving!! we went to metro walk after. a baby and maritess wanted to go dvd shopping. and so they did. they bought about 14,000 worth of dvds.. yah, its a lot.. swear. hopefully they'll pass through the security at the airport. hehe my mom wanted starbucks. i wasn't really in the mood for one so we just shared sa isang frap. grrr.. they spelled my name wrong ulet. leche.. we ate dinner at pasto after.. its a italian resto. damn.. i just love restos with big servings.. as in.. hhaha.. takaw ko kasi. kakapagod talaga tong day na to. as in.. was so sleepy to even wait for the people to greet me at midnight. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 9, 2006&lt;br /&gt;its my birthday but it didnt seem like it. wanna know why? There are a lot chapter reading assignments for different subjects.. wahh.. crazy talga. i had to go back to the dorm as early as 10am. siyet. tas i had to make a powerpoint presentation for our group dy role play.. read a chapter in stats, 5 chapters in Experimental Psych, 30pages for Group Dy then 2chapters for Filipino. diba ang crazy? lalang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEEANN&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGIE&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRECIOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 10, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang bait ni God!!! Subra.. the test for Filipino did not push through, Group Dy recitation was not that bad, and I actually understand statistics now! Haha statistics has never been this clear to me. It was a long day but ayos lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 11, 2006&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God strikes again. Hindi na tuloy yung quiz sa EP.. heheh.. but mei trial quiz, ang baba ko. peste talaga. I just learned that coffee stains one’s teeth.. yikes.. I’ve been addicted to it lately. We ate lunch sa ust carpark. Afterwhich we attended the ust unicef GA. I’ve been thinking if I’ll apply as a JVC of unicef.. any way, we’ll see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115267318045726204?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115267318045726204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115267318045726204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115267318045726204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115267318045726204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-havent-had-time-to-blog-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115241952803639706</id><published>2006-07-09T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:32:08.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;i hate being 19&lt;/s&gt;.. i love being 19.. il blog soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115241952803639706?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115241952803639706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115241952803639706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115241952803639706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115241952803639706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-being-19.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/th_377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115208407992974569</id><published>2006-07-05T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:21:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Three years ago, our journey began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Chasing down this cure, no plan in hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Just knowing with conviction from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The moment your eyes made an introduction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I felt my second violent breath of life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Flawless to the point of being godly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yet I fell hard for your imperfections &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And now we're slightly weathered, we're slightly worn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Our hands grip together, eye to eye through the storm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;yet I still believe in ever after with you, yeahhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Cuz life is a pleasure with you by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And there ain't no current in this river we can't ride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I still believe in ever after with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Nothing compares to the good times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Feels like we're floating, when the rest have to climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You made me believe in love, and not the perfect kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A real messy beautiful twisted sunshine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Emotions, volcanic eruptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;We both still care, so we're still alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Tunnel vision, determination I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to make it right&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115208407992974569?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115208407992974569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115208407992974569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115208407992974569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115208407992974569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/three-years-ago-our-journey-began.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115190589919605841</id><published>2006-07-03T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:10:47.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why the world needs superman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched the film. said something about the movie in my multiply site. now i just want to stressed why the world need a superman. philippines being a third world country really needs a superman. everyday i am exposed to different kinds of "unfortunate people" as what i might say. i see a lot of beggars and kids asking for alms on my way to school. i see sick and weak people just lying down in the streets, with their arms streched out with a "7/11 biggie cup" they picked up somewhere. its so sad facing reality. i feel sorry for those who can't have a life they deserve. lalo na yung mga bata. hirap kasi tignan na they're having a hard time. wala lang. sometimes i envy them. yah, i envy them. kasi ang simple ng kaligayahan nila. bigyan mo lang sila ng piso... masaya na sila. e sapagkat tayo, bigyan mo ng 1000 ng rereklamo pa. diba ang sad on how we need extravagant things to make us happy? wala lang. its in times like this i feel so fortunate and feel so silly by complaining about what i have and don't have. wala lang. alam ko its so weird of me to discuss topics like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a superman doesn't really mean someone who has abilities to stop a bullet from hitting one's eye. or someone who can't be stopped by anything but kryptonite. it could be just someone who brighten up your day with a smile or something as simple as that. i really think we need our superman in our own little world. my superman would be anybody who makes me happy and "makes me fly not like how richard [richard in superman returns] does" in his or her own simple way.. get my point? i'm doing my part by not being a bitch, giving a smile to everyone, and being in my happiest state everytime. and also by sharing what i dont need to people who need it the most. maybe i should stop collecting mamahalin na gamit for a change. give up havaianas? who needs expensive tsinelas anyway?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you could do your part by being someone's supergirl or superboy even just for a day.. or make it everyday.. =)&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/17286234-115190589919605841?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115190589919605841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115190589919605841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115190589919605841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115190589919605841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-world-needs-superman-ive-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115173067272895955</id><published>2006-07-01T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:15:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ang daming plastics sa mundo.. ang bait bait mo sa kanila [bait lang] pero yun pala ginagamit ka lang. leche diba? i dont wanna blog more about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm a bitch&lt;/s&gt;... i hate being a bitch.. but sometimes i just can't take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics taken last friday. it was during our class discussion sa soc sci dun sa library. superman did not push through.. ugghh.. sana i could watch it on sunday with sha and sharleen.. here are the pics =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;surname ko.. wala lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/432.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunwari tulog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na22log talaga.. hehehe jai sleeping with tine, ange, fatz and cheryl at the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kunwari stolen shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/DSC00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demi and kem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/434.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/437.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kris.. certified suplada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115173067272895955?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115173067272895955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115173067272895955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115173067272895955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115173067272895955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/07/ang-daming-plastics-sa-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/th_DSC00059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115163650826642754</id><published>2006-06-30T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:08:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vanessa:&lt;/strong&gt; oh kris, hindi pa kita na kumusta ng mabuti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kris:&lt;/strong&gt; e same pa rin. walang pagbabago sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vanessa:&lt;/strong&gt; hindi ah, mukhang mas masaya ka ngayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kris:&lt;/strong&gt; talaga? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hindi niyo gets? bahala kayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/17286234-115163650826642754?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115163650826642754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115163650826642754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115163650826642754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115163650826642754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/vanessa-oh-kris-hindi-pa-kita-na.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115147242825858824</id><published>2006-06-28T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T13:27:08.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;imax..? lintik to the max..!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my day just didn't start right. first i woke up for breakfast. tas yung ulam is champorado and fish. for your info, i hate fish!!!! i was forced to eat champorado. then as i was about to have my share of champorado.. wala na.. naubusan na pala.. leche. so i woke up so early just to drink milo. great.. just great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and so i slept after. i decided to wake up at around 830. i took a bath then i next thing i know i was on my way to SM Mall of Asia. the supposedly second largest mall in asia. i badly wanted to watch Superman Return on the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;imax theater&lt;/strong&gt; in Pinas, so i was excited to buy the tickets. imax theater tickets are more triple than the ordinary movie pass. i texted my bro, bri, askin him for a libre. surprisingly he agreed. he told me he was only avaible on sunday. so at aroung 10 i arrived the mall na and i was so excited to buy the tickets.. as in was in the imax booth, i got sooooooooooooo frustrated kasi sold old na for the whole weekend and for next weekend. lintik na superman fans! bwiset kayo..!!! waaaahhh!! it was so frustrating that i felt like shouting right then. so much for watching it &lt;em&gt;with the feeling your flying with superman..&lt;/em&gt; tsk tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bat ba kasi isang lang yung imax theater sa pinas?!!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;senxa na bitter lang talaga ako.. sobra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my class starts at 4pm today. about 2hours away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my birthday is fast approaching. ilang days na lang. but this time is the &lt;em&gt;only time&lt;/em&gt; i've not been excited for my birthday. ewan ko kung bakit. something or someone is missing in my life right now. and i can't really figure it out. errrr dati kasi i always count kung ilang days and hours na lang until my birthday. e ngayong parang wala akong pakialam. i think i'm gona spend the weekend of my birthday in Alabang. my aunties will be there. my parents will be coming over for my birthday. wala lang. hope i'll have fun. ciao.. =)&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/17286234-115147242825858824?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115147242825858824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115147242825858824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115147242825858824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115147242825858824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/imax.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115139798089958953</id><published>2006-06-27T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:51:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE COOL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wana give up partying. i guess i wasted a lot of money from it. havaianas are better than it.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last friday was Unicef day. I have pics from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kkrriisstamin.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; site and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://funjai.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jai's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. it was a lot of fun. it started off by eating at Inengs sa 2nd floor Car park. Afterwhich we didnt know were to go and we were so broke. kaya we just decided to help out in the Unicef Org Booth. it was tiring, hot but so much fun. hahaha.. ang kulet talaga ni Ate Mai and Ate Kim. many joined Ust Unicef. I also joined earth UST care of Jen. We stayed for the cake party. yup, FREE CAKE! ang sarap ng rocky road cake. Jai, Sherwin, Vanessa and I stayed for the show. [we're such geeks for tambays!! hahaha] we waited till join the club performed. i actually like their song, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kumanta.com/lyrics-14830.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nobela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;".. lalang.. i bought a new ust shirt.. aylabbitt!!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i went to glorietta last saturday. wala lang. window shop. i bought a skirt from LandMark. cute. damn i want shawarma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i accompanied Jen to Glorietta [again] kasi she wanted to get a haircut. she went shopping and i was too broke to do so. we ate at Ilonggo Grill then ate merienda dun sa activity center. i love hotdogs talaga.. i really do.. yummy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Monday.. nakakapagod talaga tong araw na to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Judy, Auntie Linda and Auntie Larty. hehehe&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/17286234-115139798089958953?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115139798089958953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115139798089958953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115139798089958953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115139798089958953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-cool-i-wana-give-up-partying.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115095473088782345</id><published>2006-06-22T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:41:22.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIFE AS I KNOW IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm still waiting for my next class. It's a 3 hour wait so I'm dealing wit hit right now. sucks? not really.. i'm enjoying it..!! &lt;strong&gt;weirdo&lt;/strong&gt;.. any way, i guess its about time i spent more time with my wacko blockmates.. aylabdem!! they're so.. errr.. basta.. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm actually doing a research for Literature. Does anybody know what Classical Literature mean? haha!! boring. I always get bored with Lit.. yah lit, as in like poets, stories, sonnets.. gesshh.. the boring list goes on and on. Art Ap was yesterday.. waaw..!! i'm actually loving art ap! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wanna make photography as my hobby &lt;em&gt;period&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;uhhmm pa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I forgot to blog about father's day. haha!! HAPPY FATHER'S DAY POP! i know you're not reading this but i just wanna let the whole world know how lucky I'm to have to as my dad. the idea of you being my dad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aylabitt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i actually miss someone so bad right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bobots?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovemuch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115095473088782345?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115095473088782345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115095473088782345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115095473088782345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115095473088782345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-as-i-know-itim-still-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/th_414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115085811539170902</id><published>2006-06-21T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:57:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*they started calling me &lt;strong&gt;krung2x..&lt;/strong&gt; errr... u guys don't wanna know why. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*at first i hated my class sched. but i'm loving it right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;beswan so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;pongracz and bobots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*i'm the class treasurer.. i'll do my best [ching!!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/beaandtine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/beaandtine2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/beaandtine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tine's sparkly pointed shoes. bea's hush puppies. my black, flowery, pointed and suede shoes.. hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115085811539170902?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115085811539170902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115085811539170902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115085811539170902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115085811539170902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/they-started-calling-me-krung2x.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/th_beaandtine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115053900447047884</id><published>2006-06-17T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T18:15:53.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;class treasurer aq!!!!! wahaha.. yung pinkang matrabahong trabaho [errr redundant ba?] binigay sakin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 17.. after classes we made tambay at Beanhoppers, uste's answer to starbucks? -not- just so gross.. its incomparable..!! hahaha.. but i had fun though.. just chatting with tabs, levi, sherwin, jai and bea. we played a 'pants' and all sort of kid's game.. haha.. fun fun fun.. inaasar ako ni bea sa mga havaianas ko.. uhhmpp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 16.. had to wake up at 530.. damn.. class it at 7 kasi.. sipag ko no? ate bfast then went to school.. leche.. baha pa. had to go all the way to lacson para pakapunta ako ng school.. EFFORT!!! hhaha after psychometris reg and i went to my dorm to get my things. i was gona sleep at her place kasi.. aun, tas we took a bath then went to robinsons galleria. met up with marqaux. we went shopping for her dad's father's day gift. after she left mga 3, we watched "Too fast, too Furious 3: tokyo drift". it was a nice film. i learned a lot from drifting..!!! hahah.. asians are not bad.. uhhmm.. wahaha!!! after that we went to YOF. ehehe.. i was so tired and drained after. but tinulugan ako ni reg! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 17, i woke up mga 11am na.. was soooooooo sleepy. we ate lunch then watched vcds. American Pie 4: Band Camp and this one film which i forgot. both we're so funny. hehehe while we we're watching we we're also munching on some chips and homemade cheese dips.. yummyy.. heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitter ako, wala ako sa pic na to.. huuhuhu.. nxt time.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/IMG_3553.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/IMG_3553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115053900447047884?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115053900447047884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115053900447047884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115053900447047884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115053900447047884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/class-treasurer-aq-wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/bes1/th_IMG_3553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115034962118043259</id><published>2006-06-15T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:33:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My weekend before school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i watched "Inside Man" last Saturday with my Aunt and Uncle. i love the movie! two thumbs up.. a must see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that sunday i went to Rockwell with my Aunt and Uncle. Caloi had his last Mtv gig there so my aunt decided to drop by. it was cool.. kinda loud lang nga. i had a henna tattoo done. i wanted one at the back of my neck. so a tribal design was printed there.. [eerrr.. is printed the right term?] hahah... i love playing basketball arcade.. heheh!! i'm just so good at it thats why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 14 -- &lt;strong&gt;FIRST DAY PHUNK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;phunk according to my knowledge means &lt;em&gt;'dont mess with me'&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was literally a tiring first day. i woke up at around 10am.. waited till my classes start at 4pm.. shitness talga.. and so it started at 4pm. our spanish prof literally just came from Spain.. [err i think] which means, he doesn't know how to speak English but knows Spanish.. and we know English but not Spanish. hahah!! it was a hour and a half of charades [did i spell that right?] it was fun though. i just had a hard time coping with pure spanish coz my native dialect is corrupted spanish mixed with other dialects [chavacano].. sad to say that Spanish speaking people could understand us speaking Chavacano then us understand them speak Spanish. &lt;strong&gt;does that ring a bell?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so classes ended at 5:30. i had merienda with my classmates at Mini Stop. i just love hotdogs soooooooooo mucho!!! classes started at around 6pm. it was suppose to end at 9. all of us weren't expecting it to end that late but guess what, sa awa ng diyos [sarcastically said] it ended up at 9!!!!!! wahhh.. crazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;FIRST DAY OF CLASS.. STARTED AT 4.. ENDED AT 9?!!?!? HOW WORSE COULD IT BE??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we watched Frida for almost most of the period. it was a nice film though. a lot of personally stuffs are discussed in the film. Salma Hayek played the role well. we we're so excited to go home. i ddnt eat dinner and had to plans to.. was so freaking tired kasi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;June 15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROWENA!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry for errors or wrong grammars for that matter.. i'm in a hurry kasi.. hehehe.. ciao.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115034962118043259?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115034962118043259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115034962118043259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115034962118043259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115034962118043259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-weekend-before-schooli-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-115008896436148954</id><published>2006-06-12T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:13:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/adzyna/meu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/adzyna/meu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for June 11.. belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADZY!!! hope this pic wont leave anyone mad.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to rockwell today.. yahhoo.. please pray for mac-mac [lyn's kid].. basta.. he's in a really bad medical situation now. hope it'll be ok.. and also for the the lola of the panlilio family in the States.. hope everything will be ok. ciao.. can't blog much.. ahhihihi... shhhhhh.. k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YIN!!!! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes start on wednesday [june 14] excited na parang nde.. hahaha.. errr... first day first day 4pm na class ko.. leche.. shitness talaga. have to go.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, here are some pics of the weird icecreams from Sebastians in ATC. for 70pesos a scoop not bad.. sugar cone pa.. yum2xx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/wasabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/wasabi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wasabi iceream.. read my previous blog... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/baileys.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/baileys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the icecream i ate.. yummy.. there was a slight taste of alcohol though.. but not enought to get one drunk.. yummy.. a must try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17286234-115008896436148954?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/115008896436148954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=115008896436148954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115008896436148954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/115008896436148954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-june-11.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/adzyna/th_meu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-114985677660478126</id><published>2006-06-09T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:42:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm BACK!!! i have like more than a week to blog here.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;May 30.. Cebu Pacific plane to manila was late for about 15mins. well, at least they serve better snacks than PAL and AirPhil. Auntie Linda decided to fetch me at the airport with Lyn. Auntie Larty decided to meet up with us and sleep in Alabang. Ate lunch at Max's.. and damn! i miss their spring chicken.. aylabbitt!! i rested most of the time. and slept early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;May 31.. Went out with my Aunts. went to ATC. went to mass [yes, i went to mass hehehe] then ate at PanCake House. i had 3 banana pancakes for lunch.. &lt;strong&gt;BAD CHOICE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i ended up with the puking feeling afterwards. it was so dragging to finish. was in ATC most of the time. we bumped into this icecream stand named Sebastians. they have really.. errr lets say [... exotic? is that the word? errr.. or maybe] &lt;em&gt;RARE&lt;/em&gt; flavors of icecream. the weirdest of them was BANZAI! WASABI..! hahaha i had the chance to grab a sampler. the taste was kinda odd. sweet at first and yet later you'll feel your mouth heating up! hahaha.. weird nga talaga.. I watched Laguna Beach that night. damn, i hate Lauren so much!!! haha ugghh.. i just can't believe their stuck with the whole love-triangle thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;June 1.. Lyn and Mimi dropped me and my things off my dorm. Jen's things where there na rin. at least may kasama na ako. i decided to go to Megamall coz converse has this mege sale on their stuffs. i badly wanted new chucks so i decided to drop by. it was indeed a sale. wahaha.. i really wanted to buy new chucks.. too bad they didnt have shoes i liked on my size.. sue me for having size 5 1/2 feet.. grrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;June 2.. it was our enrolment. &lt;strong&gt;i miss BESWAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; haha.. it felt great seeing the gang after 2 months. the fun is just starting. my enrolment was done in less than 10minutes. i spent more time waiting than falling in line and paying. hehe.. thank God for technology!!!! it makes life easier.. shorter time falling in line.. airconditioned gymnasiums.. and credit cards!! hahaha met up with Bots in Glorietta. it was so cute. haha.. us together in manila.. we ate at Chef 'd angelo.. both of us ordered pasta. hehehe i showed him more of Glorietta and Greenbelt. we played fuzz ball in Greenbelt.. it was so much fun. i miss fuzz ball.. subra.. tas i added two havaianas in my collection. hahah!! all of them in metallics. i love metallics!! i still don't have the one in gold.. sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;June 3..&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; met up with Bots again then went to Mall of Asia.. pucha ang laki! hahaha.. we we're planning to watch xmen [sue me for not watching it].. but we later decided not to. Met up with his mom, sis, aunt and cousin for lunch.. it was sooooo embarassing.. subra.. awkward moment.. yesshhh it was the slowest i ate lunch.. hehehe.. we went around then had frap at starbucks.. then we went to this baywalk type at the back of the mall.. nice talaga. there we're so many pipz.. as in subra.. i didn't enjoy much of the mall coz of the pipz. nakakahilo na kasi sa dami ng tao. after just sitting by the shore, errr.. the rest is history.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;June 4.. met up with Mike, Adrian, Gege and Dominic in Glorietta. Adrian and i first met up and ate lunch. We ate at this chicken speciality store. both of us ordered for two pieces of chicken, large drinks, and extra rice, we were &lt;em&gt;soooooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; hungry. hehehe.. we did a couple of rounds walking around the mall then bought some stuffs. then we just sat and waited for others to arrive. as we were sitting and talking for what seemed like hours, mike and dick were sitting at our side the whole time! crazy talaga mga yun. hehhee.. while waiting for Gege, we decided to play at Tiimezone first. wahaha.. that was fun. hehe.. when Gege arrived, i just stayed for a couple of minutes then left. i was so freaking tired [uhhmm bakit kaya? hhehe] so i went home na. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALFIE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;June 5.. met up with Bots in glorietta. while i was sitting down and waiting for the MRT train to arrive, a 80 year old lady sat beside me. then this conversation just started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lola: "senior citizen na ako. 81 na ako bukas.. *smiles at me*"&lt;br /&gt;me: "talaga po? happy birthday! *happy mood*"&lt;br /&gt;lola: "*giving out a small laugh* saan biyahe mo ija?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "sa ayala pa po. kayo po?"&lt;br /&gt;lola: "sa boni lang"&lt;br /&gt;me: "uwi na po kayo?"&lt;br /&gt;lola:"oo, uwi na."&lt;br /&gt;me: "excited na po kayo sa birthday niyo noh?"&lt;br /&gt;lola: "oo talaga. nilibre ko na nga mga kasama ko. kumain kame ng pancit sotanghon kanina"&lt;br /&gt;me: "talaga po? masarap yun ha *then i suddenly realized i haven't ate lunch*"&lt;br /&gt;lola: "oo, masaya nga talaga sila"&lt;br /&gt;then the train arrives&lt;br /&gt;lola: "sige ija, ingat ka sapagkat malayo pa ang iyong biyahe"&lt;br /&gt;me: "opo, kayo rin po. happy birthday ulet"&lt;br /&gt;lola: *smiles at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a odd conversation but it made me smile. hehehe.. then Bots and i ate lunch at SM.. then everythin that happened after is, lets say.. only good as memories.. hahay.. =p its so good to have you around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;June 6.. met up with Bots again. we went to Greenhills. he wanted to go bargain shopping so thats exactly where we went. we &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; watched XMen 3. what can i say? aylabbitt!!! hahaha.. i can't believe i waited for weeks to watch it.. hehe.. too bad cyclops and jean grey died. i felt bad for them. hhehe.. i was expecting ArchAngel and Rebecca Romijin to be more 'agaw eksena' but it turns out extra lang sila dun. we waited for the scene after the credits [coz everyone told us to do so!] we we're expecting like a fighting scene or something, but it turned out to be a 10seconds scene with the nurse confusingly asking "charles?"..shitness.. crazy.. i bought lots of stuffs.. haha shirts and pants. he bought more than i did. hehehe.. we ate lunch at Tokyo2x.. was so busog. we decided to go to MegaMall then Shangrila after. we decided to watched The Omen. yikes.. that time was exacly June 6, 2006.. 06/06/06.. geezz.. i was so paranoid after watching the film.. so, two movies in a day. not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;June 7.. i decided to spend the remaining days in alabang. school starts on june14.. i was so frustrated coz there wasn't a size available for the shoes that i wanted. i went to 4 SM department stores and still no luck.. geezz.. i feel i have to get over from that.. hehhe silly me.. omg.. we're in different islands na.. Bots, i'm missing you so bad.. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;June 8.. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANNAH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; errr.. you like violet right? hehehe.. pls pray for auntie Linda.. hope she'll be ok.. huhuhuh.. i bought my shoes na.. 3inches killer school shoes!! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;June 9.. back to the dorm. watched Cars with Jen and Rowena. a bit dragging yung movie but cute.. hehehe Ate at pizza hut. yum2xx.. then just made tambay sa Starbucks.. laughtrip.. hehehe.. &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Maybz!!! miss you like hell...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY CAN'T I POST PICS?!!?!?!?&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/17286234-114985677660478126?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/114985677660478126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=114985677660478126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/114985677660478126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/114985677660478126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-i-have-like-more-than-week-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17286234.post-114894807324931995</id><published>2006-05-30T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T08:14:33.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i woke up in the right side of the bed this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm leaving for manila in about 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;happy birthday mike! =p&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/17286234-114894807324931995?l=khriztina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/feeds/114894807324931995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17286234&amp;postID=114894807324931995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/114894807324931995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17286234/posts/default/114894807324931995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khriztina.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-woke-up-in-right-side-of-bed-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-- kRis --</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/tambekina/kris/14.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
